I'm the villain in Gotham

Despite the delay at Hydra's base, when Batman arrived in Philadelphia, the city was still ablaze with lights.Compared with Gotham, he seems to have a very good law and order, which makes the city's nightlife very rich.

Neon lights hang in the night sky, various entertainment venues are bustling, and huge billboards shine brightly at night, almost turning a nearby area into daylight.

The night show in the theater had just ended, and the audience held hands and came out of the hall kissing each other. While walking, they were still talking about the wonderful magic show just now.

After the female magician took the stage to express her gratitude, she put on a tall black magic hat and returned from the stage to the lounge in the backcourt.

She sat on a common swivel chair at the bar, while humming a little-known song, she took out her lipstick and touched up her makeup in the mirror.

At this time, she saw from the mirror that a dark figure came out from the shadows, and the black cloak was dragged on the ground, drawing an elegant arc on the floor.

The female magician turned around abruptly, and at the same time, she took out a black wand from nowhere, her expression changed from the calm and relaxed look just now, and became fierce in an instant.

Just before she was about to start chanting the spell, the other party spoke first, with a magnetic, deep and sexy voice: "Zatana, it's me."

Zatanna froze for a moment.

She took a closer look at the only handsome chin that was exposed outside the mask, and after a while, she called out uncertainly: "...Bruce?"

"Yes," Batman said, "I told you I was coming tonight."

"Because of this, I have specially reserved a front row center position for Bruce Wayne." Zatanna bit the word "Bruce Wayne" very hard: "But I didn't expect you to use this So..." Her blue eyes looked at Batman complicatedly for a while: "God, the rumors about Gotham are true, it's you."

Batman nodded noncommittally, and then said, "I have something to ask you to help."

"Of course," Zatanna sat back on the chair again, covered her forehead and sighed: "Every time you find me, you have something to do. Of course, I don't really want to remind you that since I became an adult, you I haven’t seen one of my special performances yet.”

The handsome face under Batman's mask showed a slight smile: "If you put the show in Gotham next time, Bruce Wayne will definitely appreciate it."

"Okay," Zatanna shook her head and smiled

After a while: "Then it's settled."

As they were talking, there was a knock on the door of the living room.Zatanna took a look at Batman and saw that the place where he had been standing was empty.

"...All right." Zatanna couldn't help complaining about Batman's ability to disappear when he turned his head, and said loudly, "Please come in."

The doorknob was turned, and then the door was opened a crack. A little boy leaned in with half of his body and said tentatively, "Hi, I'm looking for Victor, Victor Stone."

His eyes turned around the room, and his originally inquiring tone turned into uncertain doubts: "Uh, he's a football player..."

"It seems that you went to the wrong room, little boy." Zatanna showed a tolerant and gentle smile.

He looked about ten years old, wearing a hoodie with the Superman logo on it, and a red jacket over it, but it didn't fit well, it was a little too big, maybe it wasn't his clothes originally.Because of this, the slightly bulky clothes made him look a little thin, and his green eyes were like new green leaves, and the vivid luster became depressed after hearing Zatanna's answer.

"Those guys told me that they have a ball show here tonight," he explained dejectedly, with some annoyance in his tone, apparently knowing that the "those guys" in his mouth were not friendly to him: "Actually, when I came here, I saw the sign of the magic show outside, but I thought..."

"Hi, it's okay, little guy." Zatanna reached out and stroked his black hair softly: "Are you looking for a member of the football team that came to Philadelphia? I heard that they should rest in the nearby Cecil Hotel, but that is not very easy."

"It's okay, I can try it!" The vivid luster returned to his eyes: "Thank you very much, ma'am!"

"Then I wish you good luck." Zatanna smiled, watched the little boy wave to her, hurriedly closed the door, and ran away.

"I didn't know you liked children." Batman reappeared out of nowhere, and walked slowly to Zatanna's side.

"There's a lot you don't know," Zatanna gave him a blank stare: "Tell me, why are you looking for me in this suit today?"

Speaking of this, Batman's expression became serious: "I want to know Erberister's weakness."

"Weakness." Zatanna repeated in surprise. "What did he do?"

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many. "Batman said vaguely: "I can't tolerate a danger/element that I can't control, acting recklessly in my city, and I can't do anything about him. "

"You know, your desire to control is getting stronger and stronger," Zatanna said helplessly: "Let's not mention anything else—when did Gotham become your city? Your tone is taken for granted, as if protecting her is Your vocation is the same."

Batman said calmly: "My family has lived here for generations, and my ancestors have been committed to governing and changing her. Of course, I also have an inescapable responsibility to her."

Of course, besides that, he thought, he was the man most capable of doing it.He is young, strong, clear-headed, has enough mobility, has sufficient execution funds and strong mobilization ability.If even he is indifferent to the corruption of Gotham, who else can stand up and stop the city from sinking deeper and deeper in the mud?

"But these Bruce Wayne can do it," Zatanna retorted, "You don't have to wear this suit. I don't think I need to tell you what it means, don't you realize that bro Tan those—those lunatics, what would they do if they went crazy?"

"You're worried about my death," Batman pointed out. "Of course, I know, and I'm prepared for it."

The most important thing is that he can no longer watch those innocent people die in front of him.If he clearly has the ability to prevent their deaths, but is held back because of worries about his own safety, then he will be the first to despise and hate such behavior.

Of course, he knew that the people he saved might not be completely innocent, but their crimes should be judged by the law, not personal anger, or someone's whim and conspiracy.

Batman looked at Zatanna and said again, "I need to know Erberister's weakness."

"Okay, I see." Zatanna sighed, clutching her forehead, she understood how stubborn her friend would be in what she decided: "I can help, but the problem is that my magic needs something from him. anything as a medium, a piece of hair, a piece of nail, or a drop of blood...it will do."

She looks at Batman. "But I guess you don't?"

Batman confirmed her conjecture with silence.

"Then I can't help it," Zatanna said with some embarrassment: "Among the spells I know, there is no spell that can be released directly on the target without a medium."

she thinks

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Why don't you ask Lotkea this kind of question? He obviously knows Erberist, and he is much more familiar with his situation than we are."

She looked at Batman's expression and guessed, "Are you afraid that he will make things difficult for you?"

Batman does have such concerns, not only that, the last time he asked Lotkea if he knew Erberist, the expression and subconscious movements of Lotkea made Batman realize that he didn't want to— — No, he was rather resistant to talking about it.

So Batman just made Lotke Adam a last resort option, and didn't fly to his laboratory in the first place.

— not to mention that Batman didn't want Lotkea to know what he was doing at night.

But now that Zatanna can't do anything about it, Batman has to take this choice back into his consideration.

"...But although I can't help it, maybe he has it." Zatanna said hesitantly: "He... well, for some reason, his magic props are much weirder than mine."

"Your friend?" Batman asked.

"That's right." Zatanna sighed: "But the reason for my hesitation is not this, but that he is sometimes... not so reliable, you know what I mean."

"It's better than wandering around here," Batman said in a deep voice, "I want to meet your friends."

"Okay," Zatanna said, drawing out her black wand.A bit of purple light emerged from the head of the warhead, quickly cutting through the space like a shooting star, dragging a long tail of light in front of them, and then disappeared.

"A means of communication between wizards," Zatanna explained to Batman. "If he's not drunk, or playing cards with demons, we'll soon be—"

Before they finished speaking, a golden magic circle appeared out of thin air in front of them, rotating slowly, and fine golden grains of light continued to scatter out, falling to the ground like burning sparks.Then one leg stepped into the room, the magic circle flashed, and after it completely disappeared, a blond man appeared in front of them.

He was wearing a tan long windbreaker, with his hands in his pockets, he took out his hands the moment he saw Zatanna, took off the cigarette he had been holding in his mouth, exhaled a mouthful of misty smoke, and said to Zatanna greeted frivolously and chicly: "Hi, Xiao Zha."

Zatanna introduced to Batman: "This is the man I told you about, John Constantine."

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Xia nodded.

"Who is this?" Constantine moved his eyes to Batman, and looked him up and down unceremoniously: "Your friend?"

"My friend," Zatanna said. "His name is Batman. John, he needs your help."

"Batman? That doesn't sound like his real name." Constantine raised his eyebrows and reached out to Batman: "But it doesn't matter, anyway, I have quite a few strange friends like this one."

Batman didn't go to take his hand, and said directly: "I need you to find a weakness in a person."

Constantine doesn't seem to take Batman's actions seriously either, maybe as he said, he has too many weird friends.Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, then put the cigarette back into his mouth: "Who?"

Batman said, "Uberrist."

"Eberrist?" After the cigarette in his mouth was finished, Konstantin threw the cigarette butt under his feet and extinguished it, took out the cigarette case, lit another one with a lighter, and said vaguely at the same time: "I've heard of this guy, He's been active in Gotham since he appeared. What, he has a grudge against you?"

Batman frowned, but said nothing.

"OK, OK, I know." Constantine said, "Don't ask about useless things. Knowing too much is not good for people."

Zatanna asked, "Can you do that? There's nothing about him that could act as an intermediary about Erberist."

Constantine said: "Okay, although it's a bit troublesome, but I just borrowed something good from a certain demon."

Zatanna: "..."

She didn't really want to know what this "borrowing" was.

"But that magic weapon is not common," Constantine said, exhaling smoke, looking at Batman, "It took me a lot of work to get it."

Batman said, "I can pay you."

"Forget it," Constantine said indifferently, "What can you give me? Money? Money is useless to me." After finishing speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and changed his words: "——No It doesn't help at all, I sometimes go to the bars owned by ordinary people and drink."

"You don't have to pay him." Zatanna said, "Leave this to me."

"Letting girls pay the bill? This is not a good habit." Constantine raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Zha, you know me, I don't need to pay, but..."

"But he will do his best to help you when you need it-whether he is willing or not, or whether it is within his ability or not." Zatanna said: "It is because

So I refuse.John, he's just a human being and shouldn't be dragged into the world of magic. "

"But the fact is that he has come in." Constantine said, "otherwise why would he bother with Erberist? I think you know that Erberist is quite a troublesome figure in his own right. Although I haven't seen I have passed him, but when I was playing cards, I heard several demons say that it is because the dark aura on him is so strong that ordinary demons dare not survive in Gotham. If you anger him, I am afraid they will not even have a chance to go back to hell ——Oh, Lucifer should be happy about this, he has been complaining that there are too many demons in hell."

Zatanna ignored his wrangling: "In short, I don't agree."

Constantine and Zatanna looked at each other for a while.

Finally, he waved his hand in compromise: "Okay, Xiao Zha, for your sake, I swear, when I need his help, it must be within his capabilities."

Zatanna: "...does your oath work?"

Constantine shrugged: "If you don't believe me, I can't help it."

Then he looked at Batman: "What do you think, friend? That was originally your request."

Batman weighed it briefly, and agreed: "Yes."

"You see, he himself agreed." Constantine smiled at Zatana, then raised his hand to draw a teleportation circle in the air, and made an inviting gesture to Batman: "Come on, Bat, I All the props are at home."

Zatanna also walked towards the golden teleportation array.

But Konstantin stopped her: "No, Xiao Zha, sorry." He said: "I guess you don't want to see that thing, I know what you hate."

Zatanna frowned and glanced at Batman.

Batman nodded at her.

Zatanna had no choice but to compromise. She looked at Constantine, and her tone couldn't help but be serious: "John, he is my friend."

"I know." Constantine said, "Don't worry, I won't do unnecessary things to him. I mean, although it seems that his figure is indeed the one I like, but this personality... no , he is not spicy enough."

Batman: "..."

Zatanna: "..."

No, I didn't mean that.

"What are you still doing, buddy?" Constantine greeted Batman: "Come with me, maintaining the magic circle also requires physical strength."

Batman nodded to Zatanna again, signaling her to rest assured, and then followed Constantine into the magic circle without looking back.

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The golden teleportation array flickered twice, and after Batman's thick cloak was completely submerged, it also disappeared in front of Zatanna at the same time.

The scene in front of him changed, and Batman found that they had come from the narrow theater lounge to a wide and endless plain.

The morning light is dim here, and the dew on the grass blades reflects the dazzling light in the sun. Then, because the blades cannot bear the weight, it slides down the veins and melts into the soil.

Obviously, now that they have left Philadelphia, the land under their feet is not even on the territory of the United States, but has come to the other side of the earth—otherwise it is impossible to explain how the sky that was still full of stars just a moment ago suddenly changed to up the sun.

besides……

Batman looked at Constantine, and said in a displeased and puzzled voice, "You said you were going to your home."

Constantine smiled at him: "Don't worry, Bat."

As his words fell, the outline of a house suddenly appeared in front of them, like a stone falling into a calm water, causing ripples in the air, and soon changed from transparent to color, revealing the entity in front of them.

In just a few seconds, a pointed hut appeared in front of them, and the door opened automatically.

Constantine made a gesture of invitation to Batman, watched him raise his eyebrows and smiled, "Welcome to my mystery house, Batman."

The author has something to say: Zhakang is a dead duck. He also said that money is useless. I don’t know who was the one who almost couldn’t pay the rent because he had no money.

Of course, if he really wants to make money, the money will come very quickly, after all, he is a master of deception

Now Zha Kang and Sister Zha are probably more than friendship, not full of lovers

It's so hard for CP fans to eat their candy in comics qvq

There will be another update later today, more than heart~

感谢在2020-11-0401:43:28~2020-11-0422:53:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 41 bottles of the mark of disillusionment; 10 bottles of Luoyue; 2 bottles of Little Lala by the West Lake;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ,,