The Death Knell

Flying carpets landed in the seaside cities, and Los Angeles was still the same, full of wandering demons, and the city was shrouded in a strange order.

The destination of the supreme mage's trip is "the light of the afterlife", because if he wants to kill any "mother" 100% at once, the safest way is to ask Lucifer to help him.

As for what to use in exchange for his shot, should he think of a way on Deadpool, such as throwing his cousin to Maizi to enjoy, and let them perform for Lucifer face to face?

The King of Hell is undoubtedly a pervert. His love for human beings is completely distorted, but the more distorted the better, Su Ming likes dealing with perverts.

"Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"

The flying carpet landed in front of the nightclub, and some peeping demons on the street shrank back after seeing the black and yellow armor. Su Ming seemed to have not paid attention to them, talking to Carol beside him.

"It's nothing, I'm thinking about the enemy." Captain Marvel touched the cat in his arms and looked up

Looking at the nightclub in front of her, her face was illuminated by the wide rainbow billboard: "Why are those weird

The animals will call themselves "mothers,? Do they really have children?"

Speaking of which, Carol felt that she had also reached the age to be a mother, and she was a little yearning for this kind of thing.

Originally, she liked Marvell, but that man was a Kerry spy, and he was dead. After careful calculation, she hadn't found a boyfriend for too long.

"They, er, treat every prey as their own child, which is a kind of fraternity, so the statue of flesh and blood attacked Superman first, probably because it loves him the most."

Death Bell lifted his legs and walked up the steps. The welcome boy at the door smiled and helped to open the door. The doorman looked like a young human with freckles and fluff on his face, but if you look carefully at his shadow under the light, But you can see the spear-like tail wagging like a puppy.

He took out a magic gem from his pocket and slapped it in the doorman's hand as a tip. The man stepped into the happy place amidst the sound of thanks from the devil.

"Maybe it won't be so simple." Hella glanced at the doorman curiously. This was her first time in a nightclub run by a demon, so she found it interesting: "Slade, I don't know if you noticed, if it's just because of love And if she kills someone, why does she want everyone in this world to forget that man named Superman?"

"Good point." Su Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, and strangled immediately understood. He took out a cigarette from his pocket to help the host light it. He took a sip before continuing: "Then there is another possibility. Superman is a very optimistic person." His existence represents hope, maybe the statue of flesh and blood is trying to make everyone lose hope, of course, there may be a deeper plan, I don’t know yet.”

There seems to be something wrong with the nightclub today. The business is too bad. Although the music is still playing, there are not many people on the dance floor.

You must know that this is Lucifer's territory, that guy exudes a depraved atmosphere all the time, and the guests who come here often fall into the vortex of desire inadvertently, and then carnival to the point where they can't help themselves.

But now, on the dance floor, the bald-headed bosses dancing with beautiful women in their arms, their hands are well-groomed, like a collective "I can't do it, it's the same...

It can also be seen from their expressions that everyone looks lost, as if they can't get excited about doing anything.

"Then we can only hope the statues have brains, and your symbiote pets better get something from the brains of their enemies.

Hela said this. Anyway, she knew that Deathstroke had a plan to deal with the enemy. She didn't know, "Mother, what the **** is it, but I didn't worry about it. I focused more on the surrounding environment :

"After I walked in, I didn't know how many demons disguised as humans I saw along the way, but...the business here is very ordinary, and there are more waiters than customers.

She was right, even though it was past four o'clock in the middle of the night, under normal circumstances, the Light Bar should still be very lively here.

Su Ming didn't bother to guess why this happened, he chose to ask directly, because he saw Maizi's familiar back, the current Satan was drinking alone at the bar

Wine, you can see her loneliness from behind.

"Hey McKeeken, isn't our Lord of Hell in the shop tonight?"

The dark man walked up to the demon's back, and patted her smooth jade back in a backless dress, making a crisp sound between the skin and flesh.

This sudden slap made Maizi drink the wine into her trachea, causing her to cough a few times, and a calm red wedding rose on the powder.

Fangqing's Queen of Pain is like this, the more she treats her illness, the happier she is, she Lin Liti's death knell is trying a little bit of strength, and the winner will be able to keep her skin alive.

But Hajiu's pain came out in a flash, and the death knell didn't continue to add pain to her, so she turned around in a pensive way, and faced the guests with the rotten half

"My master has been away for a while, and he doesn't allow me to follow, so I have to sit here and wait for him.

"Do you want to place it? But this level is a bit light for you, right?" Su Ming motioned the two teammates to sit down and drink something casually. He also pulled the round bar stool and sat next to the female Satan: "If you want If he humiliates you, he should take off your clothes and tie you up here for everyone to see.

The goddess of the underworld first found a place to sit down, and she still looked at Maizi's face, because she felt that the other party was very similar to herself.

Half of McKeeken's face is rotten like a burn, which is the price she bears in hell; and half of Hela's body is the dead, which is also the price she has the power of death.

"Ah, yes, if he did that, it would meet my expectations, but the master didn't allow me to do so. This is the torture itself." Maizi's slender legs were clamped, and he rubbed back and forth a few times, looking a little lonely: "Stop playing around in circles, Deathstroke, if you don't want to make out with me, just leave me alone and tell me what you want here?"

"Oh~www.NovelMTL.com~ It seems that you have a lot of experience. You know that humans are looking for demons to ask for something." Su Ming smiled and lay on the bar counter, snapped his fingers at the fly bartender, and ordered a glass of whiskey: "I want to ask Lucifer to help me kill a few people, do you know where he is?"

"Yes, that damned Amanda Dill came again tonight. He told the master something, saying that there is a ghost thing that is constantly fulfilling the wishes of human beings. I hope the master can solve it. Originally, the master is not Going to take care of these trash angels, but after a glass of wine, he headed off anyway."

When it comes to Amandadil, Maizi can't help gnashing her teeth. If there is anyone she hates the most among the many angels, then it is undoubtedly this one.

Not only was that guy once trying to kill Lucifer, but also this bad angel always came to disturb the master when he was playing games with himself, pausing time at every turn, and full of hypocritical benevolence and morality.

"Make a wish?"

However, Su Ming didn't read her secret body and mind, so he cared about the key words she came up with, and the feeling that something is fulfilling the human relationship? Then this sentence can be added to the ***