I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 1315 Early enjoyment of "retirement" benefits

"It will be fine soon." Faced with Harry's urging, Oliver turned his head and responded, and continued to look at his old father with concern, "Have you been doing well in the Hall of Sages these few years?"

The father is concerned about his son's current situation, and the son is also worried about his father's hell life.

"Okay, very good, you don't have to worry at all." Father Quinn said repeatedly.

Oliver frowned slightly, and he saw a hint of reluctance on his father's face.

"You were not in the Hall of Sages before. It was Harley who used her relationship to transfer you there. She has a lot of connections and is a good friend with me. Besides, I still have a lot of meritorious deeds of heaven in my hand. If you need any help, you can Just say it."

Papa Quinn glanced at Harry. When Oliver said that he was good friends with her, she didn't refute or show any strange expression.

"Hey, I committed suicide. After entering hell, I became a big tree that is always hungry for vitality. I am very clear about the process and reason for going to the Hall of Sages, and everyone knows it.

This is where the problem lies.

Randomly pull out someone from the hall of sages, either a famous writer or philosopher, or a famous monarch or general in history.

I'm number one in Star City, but in front of them."

Old Quinn shook his head with a wry smile, "Of course they looked down on me and didn't want to talk to me when they learned that I came in through the back door.

Even if they wanted to talk to me, I couldn't talk to them.

At the beginning, they ignored me, and I had the cheek to listen from the sidelines.

But I don't understand the philosophical questions."

"You have been in charge of the Quinn Consortium for decades, and you have hundreds of thousands of employees. You are no worse than an ancient king, right?" Luthor's mother said with a bit of resentment in her tone, feeling sorry for the cold treatment that old Quinn suffered.

Old Quinn glanced at his old friend, "Adam Smith in "The Wealth of Nations" can only serve tea and water on the sidelines. My experience in managing companies with ideas, what is it in front of the great philosophers?"

"Hmph, what a sage of philosophy, met Miss Quinn"

Luthor's mother was lightly touched by her daughter a few times, and then she remembered that she was not "Miss Quinn" and was not qualified to say such things, and stopped in the middle of her words.

"Don't worry, Oliver, look at me now."

Old Quinn turned around in a circle, letting his son see his affluent and luxurious attire.

"You are a good and filial boy, every year I receive a lot of hell silver coins.

The Hall of the Sages can be described as the first-class community in hell. I have a house there, and I have a lot of spare money in my hand. I can't help being tortured and can travel around.

Chatting with the undead on the wilderness, eavesdropping on the little secrets of the demons, it's unfettered, chic, and happy. "

Oliver could tell at the first glance that at least Dad's material standard of living was very high.

Now seeing that he is contented and happy, and his spiritual life is not bad, he feels relieved.

"It's fine to chat with the undead, but you are just an ordinary undead, so don't provoke demons." He persuaded.

"Hey, don't worry, they can't hurt me, the undead in the hall of sages have a special skill - ghosting.

That is to say, it turns into a shadow and travels quickly through hell.

Demons without titles are hard to detect, and even if they are detected, they cannot harm us.

Also because of this ability, no matter what big changes happen in hell, the sages in the hall of sages will not be disturbed by demons. "Old Quinn smiled triumphantly.

Luther's mother's face showed a look of excitement, and Heavenly Mountain is of course the best.

But if you can't complete the atonement before death, it seems good to come to Limbo to be an idle sage.

If you form a gang, call all your friends and form a senior group, you don't have to worry about being lonely in life.

After parting from old Quinn, they saw Charon's ferry, the long procession of undead waiting to cross the river, and the endless River Styx that looked like the sea.

After crossing the Styx, the "Hell Operating Room" no longer moves, and the surrounding scenery no longer changes.

"Minos!" Harley yelled loudly, calling the judge from the first floor of hell over.

"Who is calling the name of the great Judge of Hell—ah, it is Lord Guardian."

The furious roar immediately turned into panic.

"Booming" A beam of magma sparks was ejected from the endless darkness, and a terrifying giant with a height of one hundred feet climbed up from below.

Its upper body is a human, the lower body is two snake tails, and it wears a strange crown. On the place where jewels should be inlaid, it is strung with gold and silver brazes with red fruit women of different shapes.

It opened its mouth to speak, and the tongue that sticks out is also a long snake letter.

"Dear guardian envoy, haven't you already paid this year's allowance?"

"Example money?" Oliver was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression became weird. Could it be protection money?

"It's not a fee, it's a property fee." Harley corrected a sentence, then intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the strange-looking humans on the opposite side, "In modern society, even if you help a community to look after the gate, you have to charge a property fee.

As the guardian of hell, it is reasonable and reasonable to charge a certain amount of compensation for guarding the borders of the entire hell. "

Minos said in a rumbling voice, "I never thought you shouldn't ask us to collect money. It's just that it's been 3 years since the property fee was received, and I'm a little tight recently."

"3 years later?!" Oliver was shocked, and the mouths of the two female Luthors opened slightly.

"No money is charged today." Harry coughed lightly, pointing to the undead Luthor and said, "You are the judge of the undead in hell, help me see how many felonies Lex Luthor has committed, and which level of hell he will go to punished."

Brother Huanxi is also a judge, but it supervises the demons of hell. It has different powers and departments than Minos, who sentenced the undead.

Minos is a real servant of hell, Brother Huanxi is more like Satan's court steward.

"Whoo~~~"

Hearing that it wasn't a property fee, the snake-tailed giant let out a long breath and obviously relaxed.

"Well, is Lex Luthor your friend?" Minos asked tentatively after only a glance.

"Well, he's my friend."

In front of Luthor's mother and sister, Halle certainly couldn't say that they were just casual acquaintances.

Minos hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Since he's your lord's friend, then he's pure and noble, almost a saint, so what's wrong with him? You can place him anywhere you want on the ninth floor of hell."

"Pure, noble, almost saintly?"

Not to mention Oliver was stunned, the two female Luthors flushed with embarrassment.

Conversing right and wrong, and bending the law for personal gain, have done too much.

"I want to hear the truth." Harry said lightly.

Minos looked embarrassed, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "How true?"

"Hell is guarded, stern, impartial, and upright, don't you know?" Harry said impatiently.

Minos knew, she wanted to hear the truth this time.

But it is more difficult.

"This person's situation is a bit complicated. I wonder what arrangements adults have for him?"

This sentence is more standard.

Knowing her arrangement, then it can convict him according to her arrangement.

"I came to hell this time just to use the law of hell to make his confused soul regain consciousness"

There are still many tasks to be assisted by Minos, so Harry simply told him his plan.

"It turns out that I really want to die again."

Minos was first shocked by her brain hole, and then complained in his heart, this blatantly using power for personal gain, playing with the rules of hell, has the face to say that he is unselfish.
"My lord, then you are busy today. The crimes of Lex Luthor are too numerous to record. Let's put it this way, except for a few major crimes such as prostitution, flattery, and blasphemy, he has committed more or less all the rest. .

I have been in hell for many years, and I haven't seen many such wicked people in thousands of years. "

Harry murmured: "That's really a big project, forget it, it's all like this, let's do it one by one."

"Okay, the first silver desire, this crime is not too serious, and the punishment is lighter."

"Let's go." Harry said.

"It's right here? Don't need to go to the second floor of hell?" Minos wondered.

The second floor is the place where people who have committed the crime of silver lust should go.

"After going to the second floor, his soul will leave the imprint of the second layer. After going to the third floor, the imprint of the third layer will be added, layer after layer, and he will never go back." Harry said.

Minos said solemnly: "People who fall into hell have no way of turning back."

"Don't talk nonsense, do what you are told." Harry said coldly.

"The crime of silver lust should be punished by storm and stone." Minos announced loudly.

After speaking, it remained silent, only staring at Harry with wide eyes.

Harry waited for a while, seeing that it hadn't moved at all, he couldn't help saying angrily: "Idiot, what are you doing standing here? Hurry up and get some storms and stones from the Second Hell."

"Uh, want me to do it?"

"It's not you, is it me?"

Minos had no choice but to retract his body back into the darkness, get up after a while, and opened his mouth wide, aiming at Luthor.

"Hoohoo~~~bang bang bang~~"

It was as if a real black wind had blown Luther into a piece of rotten vegetable leaves spinning in place, and there were stones the size of human heads in the strong wind.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Luthor was smashed into meat paste by the stone while being torn apart by the strong wind.

"I buy Karma" Lina couldn't help turning her head away.

Luther's mother turned pale, "Harry, Luther has many problems, I admit it, but he's not obsessed with women."

"Ma'am, don't forget the nine baby demons you met on the frontier of hell." Oliver reminded with a sneer.

"But~~~"

"Huh—" The wind suddenly stopped and the stone disappeared. Minos said: "It's time for the next item. The crime of gluttony is very light and can be ignored. The next item is the crime of greed."

"You can't ignore it, no matter how minor the crime is, you have to try it again." After a pause, Harry looked at the two Luther women and explained: "Today is not about atonement for Luther, but a cure.

The punishment in hell is like a bitter medicine. Once the disease is cured, the medicine will stop.

Therefore, one cannot underestimate any kind of medicine. What if Luther is cured after trying it? "

"Harry, you can do whatever you want." Lena said with her eyes closed.

This time, Minos didn't need to do anything, because the crime of gluttony is on the third floor, which is guarded by a three-headed dog.

Like Minos, it is also a civil servant in hell, and it is a colleague of Harley.

Knowing that it was not collecting property fees, it was very motivated, and regardless of the reason, it immediately summoned foul-smelling rainwater from the third floor to bury Luther. The rain was also mixed with hailstones and stones, and smashed Luther into a lump of "stinky fermented bean curd".

Then the fourth and fifth floors
Oliver couldn't help it when he saw Luther being pushed into the sea of ​​flames and burned into coke.

Like the two female Luthors, he closed his eyes, stuck his index fingers into his ears, and muttered something.

It's not "an illusion, it's all an illusion".

Mama Luthor read the Bible first, and Lena and Luthor followed suit.

From the second floor to the ninth floor, after ninety-nine and 81 times, Harry finally called to stop.

"Luther, all the memories are back?"

"It's back, it's really back, woo woo woo, I told you a long time ago, everything is back." Luther wailed.

Uh, at the 8th reincarnation, he regained his ability to speak; at the 64th time, he remembered almost everything; at the 76th time, he yelled at Harry to stop.

But Harry suspected that he was just in too much pain, and wanted to end it sooner, so he just made up ninety-nine and 81 times.

"You all go." Harley waved away the dozens of hellish civil servants who were doing coolies for her, then looked at Luthor and asked, "Tell me, how did you end up in this field."

"It's Alexander Kent."

Speaking of this name, Luther, who was already on the verge of death, regained his energy, gritted his teeth, and his face was full of hatred.

"Sure enough, that bastard was able to escape the shell with one hand. Except for me, almost everyone in the world was deceived." Harry was not surprised by this result at all, but smiled a little smugly.

"Harry, I didn't lie to you that day, someone really was watching me, it was Alexander Kent, he—"

Harry raised his hand and corrected: "The Kent couple have kicked him out of the Kent family, and he has now become a glorious 'Luther'."

"Luther." Luther's expression twisted, "That bastard is even more unworthy of this surname."

"It doesn't matter what you say, no one can change the fact that his father's name is 'Lex Luthor'."

"No matter what his last name is, I swear, his ending will not change."

Luther obviously hated little Luther very much, and when he was speaking, black smoke full of resentment came out from the undead body.

Almost demonized.

Harry reminded: "You are just an undead now."

"Undead?" Luther looked down at himself, and asked in a daze, "What's going on here?"

Then, he caught a glimpse of the unrepentant corpse on the "operating table" next to him, and said in amazement, "I'm dead!"

"Otherwise? I didn't intentionally torture you in the previous torture. Those are the treatment you deserve after death." Harley whispered to the two female Lutheran, "You can ask your mother and sister about the specific situation."

"What are they doing?"

Luthor talked to Harry for a while, Lena and Mrs. Luthor were still squatting there, sticking their fingers into their ears, burying their heads in their knees, muttering words.

The famous hero Oliver also has the same virtues as them.

"It's over." Harry walked over and touched the three of them to wake them up.

"I buy Karma, it's finally over!"

Mama Luther wept with joy.

I don't know if it was because I was finally free, or because my son finally regained his senses.

"I didn't expect the 'Death Healing Technique' to be really effective." Oliver looked at Luthor, whose eyes were no longer confused and had a familiar grim expression on his face, with a very complicated expression.

He sighed in his heart that although "Doctor Harley" is evil, he is really good at medical skills, and he is not sure what will happen to the Justice League, the United States, the earth, human beings, the universe, and the multiverse when a peerless villain recovers his health. Good or bad?

(End of this chapter)