The Richest Man in the DC World

When the ghost of the devil descends, the world is changing.

Birds tighten their wings, insects stop chirping, flying insects and beasts hiding in their nests shivering, and the whole forest sinks into deadly silence.

The magic circle seemed to have life, and blood was flowing in the soil, continuously infiltrating downwards, bringing out a pungent smell like scorching hot, sulfur.

"The exchange of demons requires a balance beam."

The low voice seemed to come from another time and space, ancient and profound, unable to distinguish between men and women, but it reached the depths of the soul.

"Sivorn, my loyal servant, you need to pay."

"but……"

Sivorn raised his head and quickly lowered, "My request is for ancient books, for you, my master, I am looking for ancient books for you."

Ouch! Ouch! ! !

Phantom laughed strangely, slowly dissipating into the air, leaving behind a violet pupil.

"Your blood hangs on the other end of the balance, Sivorn McDougall, my loyal servant, exchange the magical blood of the McDougall family for what you want."

Sivorn knelt on the ground and couldn't stand it for a long time, until the moon rose and the birds re-screamed, and then slowly raised his head. The human head on the stake was only a skeleton, and the wolf's liver and lungs were all reduced to ashes.

"Krone!"

Sivorn gritted his teeth and smashed his fist on the ground. The terrifying force exploded the surface, setting off a large wave of air, dust was everywhere, the altar and magic circle were buried, the headless body of the robber flew out and fell into the grass in.

"Father is right. There is nothing good about the devil. Maybe she planned it the moment I fell into hell."

"hateful!"

"Krone, you really deserve to die, and Kahn and Bevin are all your victims."

Sivorn kept cursing in her heart, but she did not dare to make a sound. She was fed up with all this, the family, the devil, and the hateful uncle and brother...

"No, you can't hand over the family blood."

Sivorn gritted his teeth, but hesitated in his eyes.

She actually has no better choice.

The curse of the Silver Banshee is getting stronger and stronger. It won't be long before she loses her humanity and becomes a puppet that obeys the devil. At that time, is blood really important?

...

If you compare the earth of the DC world to the world of fairy tales, then Gotham is a place where demons roam.

Gotham has talents, the circus is the best.

As a circus that has gradually become famous, every place in the strange circus will arouse a warm welcome from the middle and lower classes.

It is different from other circuses. The boss does not seem to have the idea of ​​making money. Everywhere he goes, he exchanges the earned money for food and distributes it to the homeless.

Over time, this circus began to emerge and successfully attracted the attention of the police.

After the national tour, the Strange Circus returned to its original home-Gotham, where they will hold their last performance here to bid farewell to 2004.

After the news spread, it attracted the attention of many people at the bottom, and some media spontaneously propagated it.

On the opening day of the circus, there was a crowd of people, and all the homeless and homeless nearby gathered here to watch the performance and enjoy free pork burgers.

The plainclothes police in Gotham City and several FBIs were also mixed in. They came here not for free food, but the disappearance cases that have been increasing in recent years.

The strange circus is the suspected target. Whenever they go to a place to perform, someone will disappear. At first, the police didn't care much. After all, the missing were homeless tramps. Who cares about the life and death of tramps?

As time goes by, there are more and more missing cases, and they can't even care about it.

In the noisy circus, people were overcrowded, and some were sitting directly on the ground. Since most of the people who came were homeless people, the air was filled with a lingering sour smell.

Sheriff Veron, who was in charge of the case, hid in the corner and smoked. His expression was unbelievable. He thought it was a case that could be solved easily, but after so long, I didn't find any clues.

Evidence must be used in case handling. If a missing person is not found, there is no statutory crime. Suspicion alone will not work.

A plainclothes policeman walked over, holding two pork burgers in his hand,

"Captain, if you taste it, it tastes pretty good."

Veron shook his head and glanced at the warehouse not far away.

"did you find it?"

"I've searched it, and there is no root hair. Is the FBI mistaken?"

"Hope."

Veron spit out a long mouthful of cigarettes, but somehow, he always felt that this incident was weird.

The plainclothes policeman swallowed the pork burger into his stomach in twos and threes, glanced left and right, and whispered.

"Captain, ask me something, is the police power armor produced by Tesla in place?"

Veron glanced at him and smiled, "Why, you want one too."

"Who doesn't want it!"

The plainclothes police grinned in excitement, "I heard that police armors are impenetrable and powerful. With them, the criminals can't be caught."

"How simple it is."

Veron dropped his cigarette **** on the ground and stomped hard. "Police armor is really good, but it's too expensive. A set of 900,000 yuan. Made for money."

"Tesla is so dark."

"How many sets of games can we divide?"

"Only four sets, it was the Chief Sapo who grabbed it forcibly."

"It shouldn't be!"

The plainclothes policeman grabbed his hair and looked puzzled. "The mayor didn't order more than two thousand sets of police power armor from Tesla. How come we have four sets in our hands."

"You think those power armors are for the police."

Thinking of this, Veron felt aggrieved, “The guards must wear, armed special police, and the prosecutor’s office will not let go. There are also prisons, departmental guards, anti-drug teams, and criminal investigation teams, and none of them don’t stretch their hands."

"It's all her mother's milkless children!"

At this time ~www.NovelMTL.com~ there was a noise from the front, and the strange circus director Laszlo Valentine walked to the stage to pay tribute to the guests. He is a tall and fat guy with wide frontal bones, round eyes and a little appearance. Fierce, but the voice is very contagious.

At his call, there were rounds of applause after rounds of applause.

After the speech, the performance officially began. To be honest, there is nothing outstanding about the strange circus show, whether it is equestrian show, monkey riding bicycle, grizzly hula hoop, dog stepping on motorcycle, clown playing jumping ball, etc. .

The reason why so many guests are attracted is because of the “charitable act” of the group leader Laszlo Valentine. He distributes bread to the poor, and the poor naturally support him.

The most indispensable thing in this world is the lower class.

The performance started at 7:30 and lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening. After the end, the staff continued to stand, but some homeless people stayed and lived in temporary shelters provided by the circus.

"let's start!"

Veron glanced at his hand, and the latter nodded, putting on tramp clothes and mixing into the crowd.