Parallel World - December 21, 2012.

Even though the familiar New York Times Square is still crowded with people, the sound is missing the harmony of the past and more of the filthy words that make people feel headache.

The sky was gloomy, covering the entire bustling city, and the strong wind was blowing. The people in the crowd wrapped their clothes tightly and hurriedly walked out of the city with their bags of luggage.

They have less fast pace of their past lives and more fear of what will happen next.

In the past, all kinds of news and trendy information would be played on the big screen around Times Square, but today, all the colorful LED screens were playing the seriousness of the black president: "Please escape immediately, the doomsday is coming, and only the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is the last holy place for mankind to survive."

In an empty high-end coffee shop on the street, without a shop owner or waiter, Qi Ji and his group were sitting in the booth that used to cost thousands of yuan per person to drink the most expensive coffee. Outside the window was the crowd of people rushing to escape.

It is said that India has been swallowed up by a tsunami, and hundreds of millions of people have died in disasters. California in western America has suffered from earthquakes and tsunamis and volcanic eruptions. Millions of people have died in a short period of time. It is expected that before dark, the disaster will come to eastern America, namely New York and the capital Washington, DC.

"Partner," Russell's hand holding a coffee cup was trembling as he looked out the window before the doomsday came, "Can we go out for a walk? We have been sitting here for more than twenty minutes... I think we will die in the collapse of this building."

"Little Russell, if you don't experience the damn disaster yourself, you will never know the feeling of disaster, and don't you want to write a headache-inducing paper?" Qi Ji put down his coffee cup. "Today you will definitely feel deeply, and your teacher will definitely be impressed by your profound writing skills and my handsome face."

"Wade, are you really taking us to the team building?" The weasel rubbed his hands wearing black rubber gloves, and his face was a little pale...

The situation outside the coffee shop and various publicity made him very scared now. After all, what they are waiting for is the end of the world, which is too far from watching a movie.

"I like this very much," Vera looked at the crowd running out of the window with a smile. "I just found a bag that had been out of print for nine years in a GUCCI store on the roadside. It has now been hyped to a sky-high price, and I just took one and didn't spend a penny."

After saying that, Vera patted a bag that looked very badly placed on her legs.

"Why did this happen?" The punishment's eyes were flashing in the hurried backs of people running away from the window.

Ivan sighed with a warm coffee cup in his hand: "As the natural environment and resources of the earth have been destroyed by humans for a long time, the earth's own balance system has faced collapse. This will be a disaster that humans cannot avoid. It will become something that will really happen, no matter how sooner or later,

Maybe it is happening in this parallel world now, but it is hard to say whether it will happen in the world we live in in the future... Mr. Tony will always raise questions about environmental protection, but it is hard to hear the sound of the hand alone. Human capitalists will always sacrifice everything except themselves for their own sake.

I saw the demise and birth of countless universes in the eyes of Ms. Death, and all destruction is linked to interests, and the beginning of all is also interests. Interests create everything and will eventually destroy everything."

"Ivan, can I write what you said into the paper?" Russell asked, "It's so cool."

"Of course." Ivan smiled.

The weasel smashed his knee with his fist: "Wade, can't we go and help those poor people? We are superheroes after all."

Qi Ji turned his head and looked at the weasel: "Can you guarantee that you will not die in the damn doomsday? If you die, I will throw your body on the side of the road, and the homeless will eat you. Believe me, people at that time can do anything."

The weasel shook his head quickly.

Soon, huge raindrops began to drip from the sky, and the wind became stronger and stronger. Many people's hats were swept into the sky by the strong wind.

The sky became darker and darker, and the heavy dark clouds seemed to hit the ground like a heavy weight in the next second.

It was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and looking out from here felt like it was already eight or nine o'clock. The strong wind was accompanied by the heavier rain. The shouts of the crowd were soon covered by the sound of wind and rain.

Qi Ji looked outside while looking at the window. A thin man accidentally tripped to the ground. The next second he was stepped on his back by countless escaped people until he was stepped on and vomited blood and died.

"If the doomsday really comes, will people... really do this?" Russell also saw the scene that happened just now, and he was shocked... He couldn't believe that New York, which has countless social elites, had this kind of virtue before the doomsday came.

Qi Ji was silent for a while: "Guys, this is the end of the world. Everyone is innocent, but no one is innocent. At this time, only X-Men can be asked to help them."

"So you're going to bring the X-Men?" asked the Weasel.

"No, I just made a metaphor that could not happen," Qi Ji said, "because in this damn parallel world, there are no Virgin superheroes, and even if there are, they are still in Florida."

...

At 5:10 p.m., the whole area of ​​Manhattan was almost completely trapped in darkness.

The power system was no longer available, Qi Ji and his group walked to Times Square, with newspapers and clothes flying on the ground. At this time, there were many fewer people here, and only a few dozen people were escaping quickly.

Most of the citizens of Manhattan who have left have left New York on ships or vehicles, although all this is of no use.

On the edge of Times Square, there were several homeless men holding bread that had just been furious from the store, eating it with laughter. A woman wrapped in a scarf hurriedly passed by the homeless man. Her eyes were red, her facial features were tight and her feet were very fast.

"The only people who can still live happily in the end should be homeless people, because the desire in their hearts is just bread." Frank said.

"It's very philosophical." Qi Ji said.

At this time, the ground under everyone's feet suddenly shook, and several people almost fell to the ground, while the other civilians who fled began to exclaim!

Seeing this, several homeless men in the distance quickly held up their bread and cheered towards the high-end commodity shops in Times Square.

"It's coming! Wuhu! Brothers, the end of the world is coming! Does anyone want to sing a song with Deadpool? How about rolling in the deep?"

"Wade, sometimes I really admire your calmness," Eddie looked around in panic, "but I think we can still run and see more doomsday scenes, right? It would be a big loss if we could only look at Times Square... After all, we are here for doomsday, right?"

As soon as Eddie finished speaking, the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and then the crack began to extend rapidly in two directions.

At this time, a more violent earthquake hit. This time, Qiji almost didn't stand firm. The side walls of the surrounding tall buildings also cracked apart a series of fine gaps like spider silk.

"Guys, the good news is that the doomsday is finally coming, and the bad news is that we may be smashed to death next. Run, guys, run as fast as you can! If you don't want to become a damn vengeful spirit," Qi Ji said.

The Red Tank immediately grabbed Russell and carried him on his shoulder, then quickly ran towards the direction of the crowd's escape. Then the Weasel, Vera, Punisher, and Eddie also followed the Red Tank to start running wildly.

"Mr. Wade, aren't you leaving?" Ivan's heartbeat gradually accelerated as he looked at the cracking buildings around him.

"Driver Ivan, the great Deadpool will not die." After Qi Ji said that, he put his hands on his waist, looking up at the surrounding buildings as if he was fine.

"Then I will be with Mr. Wade." Ivan stood firmly next to Qi Ji, and Qi Ji looked at Ivan.

"I really want to press you to the ground and play the game 'Who rolls the farthest in a minute' now, but reality doesn't allow it." Qi Ji said.

In the heavy rain, with a roar, a tall building in Times Square broke from the middle, and then the towering building fell toward the ground in an instant.

The crowd that had not yet escaped screamed and wanted to avoid it. The next second hundreds of people were instantly smashed into pieces by the crushed reinforced concrete.

A building fell down, and then more buildings began to collapse like dominoes, and the ground began to burst. After the ground water pipe broke, a large amount of water sprayed out from the ground break.

The cars parked on the roadside began to beep, with people, cars, rain, wind, explosions, and building collapses. All the sounds were mixed together at this time.

Ivan wiped the rain from his face: "Mr. Wade...can Miss Death... not destroy the world we live in so early? I love there."

Qi Ji put one hand on Ivan's shoulder: "Where is me? Will I look handsome when I speak like this?"

"meeting."
Chapter completed!