The Death Knell

"I just said let them go to the Hall of Justice, didn't I say go to the Battery Park headquarters of the Justice Society?"

Seeing the chief run away in a hurry, Su Ming asked the orangutan who was collecting biscuits a little inexplicably:

"The Justice League is different from the Justice Club. There are no old ladies over sixty to get close to."

The hand holding the biscuit paused, and Bobo rolled his eyes speechlessly:

"Although the chief is unreliable, he is not as unreliable as you imagined. Maybe he just wants to go to the Hall of Justice to rub the final machine to heal his waist injury?"

Well, the chief is also a paraplegic. It is also reasonable to want to experience the ultimate machine, ultra-high intelligence, fully automatic operating bed that only members of Zhenglian can use.

"If he wants to use the final machine, I'm afraid his wish will come to nothing. The user still needs some medical knowledge, or medical experts to assist him in order to achieve a better curative effect." Batman smiled and picked up the orangutan. He even rubbed the green hat on his head: "And according to what I know about Mr. Excellence, the director of scientific research and medical treatment, he should have disappeared again by now..."

Hearing Batman's words, Bobo showed a terrified expression. He jumped on the shoulder of the death knell and hid behind it, only showing a pair of vigilant eyes, and whispered:

"Laughing Bat!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his black-haired paw to point at Zon, and swallowed with a thud.

Batman actually laughed, not to mention him, Bobo, even the members of the Doom Patrol who were about to go back to their rooms to pack their things, all put on a posture ready to fight.

Everyone laughs wildly at PTSD. When they hear this name, everyone feels like there are bugs crawling on them.

"Don't be nervous, everyone, don't be nervous, you should put on the bandages first, too." Su Ming hurriedly stood up and explained. At this time, it would be too deep to explain the second personality, Batman and Boben who laughed wildly, so He opted for the simplest statement: "This is Batman from another world, my friend.

"That's it." The mecha man scratched his head and looked at Zon's purple uniform: "Sure enough, after a closer look, it is indeed not our Batman, it is a parallel world, we understand, sorry, misunderstanding is you."

"Hehe, understandable." Zorn didn't refute Death Knell's explanation, and obviously thought it was the most time-saving statement, so he just smiled and nodded to everyone.

Everyone had another round of politeness, among other things, maybe the fighting power of the Doom Patrol is not as good as Zhenglian, but these marginalized people are really good at talking, maybe because of the discrimination they suffered in the past, they are more or less flattering Type personality, shown is particularly easy to talk.

Afterwards, they each went back to their rooms, packed up their belongings and prepared to go to the Hall of Justice, while Su Ming picked up the orange cat and looked at Tracy who was bewildered:

"You follow them too, don't you plan to follow us?"

"Can't you?" The little bartender cocked his mouth, and the silver chain on his body rustled with a slight movement of her dressed as a gothic girl: "When my idol Harley debuted, she was about the same age as me, and now she is the same age as me." My friends who are about the same age are all members of the Shadow Pact, and if they can go to the battlefield, so can I."

"Bobo?" Su Ming glanced at the monkey on his shoulder.

"I don't know what the purpose of this trip is yet, sifu~" the orangutan took a sip from his pipe, beckoning Deathstroke to go upstairs to find Kay, and said as he walked: "But the orangutan is talking big, the team There are you and Batman in it, I am afraid that God can count him to death, right?"/1

"Hehe, it's not that exaggerated. Zon looked at the angry girl, then nodded: "Death knell, I think she can do it, but there is a spellcaster in our team."

"Her father" Cross Hunter "can be regarded as a qualified spellcaster, except for arsonism, amnesia, and a mouth full of Bible excerpts, there is no major problem, but she...is not a qualified mage." Su Ming shook his head, Walking out of the warm living room, walking up the stairs in the dim light of the corridor: "But since Zon, you think you can take her with you, and Bobo also thinks you can take her to see the world, then in the spirit of team democracy, this time Let’s take her to the Land of Dreams.”

"Yeah!" The girl jumped up, she was very happy, after all, this was the first time she participated in something related to the fate of the world.

Yes, she didn't know what kind of enemy she was going to face, but with Deathstroke and Batman in the team, it was the same for any enemy, so she couldn't be safer.

"Don't be too happy, little girl, if you die, don't expect me to go to **** to catch you." The orangutan reached out and patted the girl's head to wake her up: "I will take you to open your eyes, but the action During the process, you must listen to the command of the death knell, don't run around, and don't be a hero. Do you understand?"

"I'm not stupid, and I'm not a superhero." The bartender stretched out his hand and made a gesture of counting money: "I won't take the initiative to do things that are not beneficial."

"Children can be taught. Su Ming nodded in satisfaction. When he came to the second floor, he immediately felt a burst of cold air coming from the northeast corner: "Tell me what kind of magic you are good at? Let me come up with tactics .

"I know some heaven spells and **** spells, some plant magic, some shadow magic, some space magic, some..." The girl came to the second floor and looked around curiously. After hearing the death knell's question, she began to snap her fingers.

Her body smelled of wine, without the smell of cosmetics, she was a very innocent child.

"Okay, I understand, you know all kinds of magic, but you can do a little bit of everything." Su Ming shook his head, put the orange cat in Bobo's arms, and then handed Bobo to Batman: "I suggest In the future, you should follow your father to learn the method of Christian exorcism, he is really capable, especially the use of flamethrowers to roast cultists, which can be called a pioneering work in the magic world."

DC is different from Marvel. Many mages here are very old-fashioned, and most of them don't know how to use mobile phones.

Tracy's father is a rare inventor, UU reading www.uukanshu. com He created Holy Water Grenade, Mercury Bullet, Soul Washing Machine, etc. by himself, and also developed a serum that reverses the effect of Vampire First Embrace, which can be described as a great talent.

Of course, a genius always has some quirks. His problem is that he likes to play with fire. He feels uncomfortable every few days if he doesn't burn a few people, and he often forgets that he has a daughter.

"Cut, I don't want to learn from him. I work for the Holy See all year round, and the salary is terribly low. I was fostered in someone else's house three days after I was born, and I came out to work when I was six years old to avoid starving to death. If it wasn't Gum help me, I must have died long ago.

Telan Kubaoran hated his father's job, and even his abilities. When he mentioned the cross, he didn't like it at all.

"Jim..." The girl held the late master of the night, and Bobo fell into memories again. "Okay, I have even brought the rare cat with me, and I don't have one more you. Come on, let's see Kai is now What kind of personality."

The death knell gave Batman a wink, and the latter nodded knowingly. The two walked side by side to the room at the corner of the corridor.