"That's it? I don't know what you're doing with this, but it sounds like it's all nonsense."
After Damian and others left, Monaco suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball and slumped lazily on a chair nearby. He would not maintain an aristocratic demeanor all the time. The two of them were so familiar.
Totally unnecessary.
Su Ming turned around and asked the adjutant to handle the help hotlines, while he locked the surveillance on Damian and his party and watched them walk to the restaurant.
"It's just a casual move. Whether it can be used is another matter. But you must always be prepared, prepare for the worst."
"Except that he has indeed killed someone, I don't see anything special about this child." The magic prince yawned and took out a cigarette butt to put tobacco leaves in: "That little black girl, isn't she a magical creature? Very
good."
Su Ming smiled and continued to eat the instant noodles: "Oh? The giant spirit is a magical elf similar to the djinn. Its main ability is to make wishes. It is not easy for you to say something good. It seems that she has great potential?"
"How should I put it? If the time is right, she is fully qualified to become the Dimension Demon God. In terms of qualifications, she is even a little stronger than my apprentice Agatha." Monaco lit the tobacco, took a deep breath, and then took out a
A rabbit came and put it on his lap and rubbed it: "You know my vision, it's called a good one. Agatha is a unique magic genius among billions of people on the earth."
"How does it compare to Mysterious Guest?" Su Ming picked up the noodles, took a sip, and asked at the same time.
Monaco rolled his eyes, how could a human being compare with the devil?
"Mysterio is a Supreme Mage, a Dimension Demon, and a Hell Lord. Only you can teach such a monster. The most ridiculous thing is that you are not even a mage."
"Tch, who is not a mage? I am a standard mage here." Su Ming threw the plastic fork into the noodle bucket: "If you don't believe me, look at it, Shu Mingzhao!"
As soon as he said it, a white ball of light floated out of Su Ming's instant noodle bucket and floated in front of him to provide illumination. He was indeed able to cast spells.
The corner of Monaco's mouth twitched, speechless.
Magic is originally a means of using the power of the devil. If the Inverted Man is willing to share his power with Deathstroke, then he is a mage.
No matter what means are used to achieve this goal, magic is magic.
The moustache mage changed the topic: "We have wasted enough time here. Are you deliberately letting Harley and Wade kill people? Can we quickly find the person named Constantine?
Then finish the task quickly?"
"Don't worry, Barry will definitely look for it. The Flash is very reliable most of the time." Su Ming remained calm, even smoking an after-dinner cigarette, and the room was filled with smoke for a while: "Crazy people like Wade and Harley will
I don’t know what to do, and I don’t dare to ask, so I can only deduct 666,666 from them..."
After saying that, he really hit 6 keys in a row on the Zhenglian host's keyboard and then sent. The hero in the middle of the screen was suddenly confused.
Batman sent a bunch of 666, does it mean to warn him to be careful of the devil? But there is no smell of sulfur...
But Batman said so, just be more vigilant.
"Do you think I would believe this statement?" Monaco looked helplessly at the poor people on the screen. These people are so superstitious about Batman that they don't even need to see him in person. It's really sad.
"Don't worry about those details, let's analyze the intelligence." Su Ming turned around and started to operate the computer: "Damian said that Luther had recently come into contact with Tyrannosaurus, and Tyrannosaurus is a cosmic mercenary who never covers his whereabouts. Maybe he can
Luthor's hiding place was deduced from him. At the same time, we now have the sonic boom technology and the alien box network, and can use the antimatter effect to track where the Laughing Bat is."
"Don't tell me this, I'm a magician, not a scientist."
Monaco lost interest as soon as he heard it. He might as well talk to Howard about topics like antimatter.
"Hmm...it's strange. Constantine took the initiative to contact us. He is actually in Gotham? It's a magically insulated place." At this moment, the host system received a call from Gotham.
The call came from a public telephone hall in the city, and the voiceprint analyzer on the opposite side was Constantine: "We'll talk later. I'll ask him what happened first."
"Ahem... crazy, all crazy." Zha Kang kept coughing, as if his lung cancer had recurred. When he spoke, he could hear a whistling sound like air leaking from his lungs: "Donna was taken away.
Now, the Laughing Bat is here, and there is a problem in Gotham. Death knell, are you listening?"
Su Ming touched his chin and answered the call: "Do you know it's me?"
"Although the voice of Batman answered the phone, I know he is not in the main world, so who else likes to play Batman the most? It's just you." The sound of smoking came from the phone, and Zha Kang's tone sounded like
Quite calm: "In short, you are sitting in the main control room. It seems that Batman has handed over the command to you, so there are some things you must know."
"Open the door yourself, return to the headquarters of the Dark Zhenglian first, and then come up to us for an interview. You need treatment." Su Ming frowned. Donna was taken away? What does that mean?
"No, I can't die. I don't dare to use Batman's machine. Maybe there is some silence program on it." Constantine coughed twice and said a joke: "I know he hasn't wanted to see me for a long time. You guys
It's the same, so I said on the phone, and then I'm going to Maia."
"Tsk, it seems you still remember Zatanna." Su Ming made a strange noise. Zha Kang was really self-aware.
"I put tracking magic on both her and Diana. I have to say that your despicability is on par with mine." Zha Kang showed a sympathetic tone: "Now you tricked me into going to Maia with Zatanna.
The story spread everywhere. If I don't save her, I'm afraid the magic bar won't do my business in the future. That's not good. I always like to make friends."
"What you're doing isn't about making friends. It should be called a tool hunter or a sacrifice, right? Let me guess, has Swamp Thing been sold to you?"
If Swamp Thing is still there, then Constantine shouldn't be afraid to return to the Hall of Justice. If he hasn't heard Swamp Thing's deep voice interjecting on the phone for so long, then there is no doubt that he has also been tricked by Zha Kang.
It is not necessary to be completely dead. After all, Swamp Monster is the spokesperson of the Green of All Things, but it will take a long time to be resurrected, at least until the Green of All Things recovers.
"How could he be hawking? I told him the level of danger in advance. He volunteered and he is a hero." Constantine did not deny it. Well, the swamp has indeed temporarily withdrawn. He only has the swamp in his hand now.
A piece of root hair that hasn’t even had time to be planted.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I'm pressed for time. Tell me what's going on and I'll listen."
So Constantine told what happened from beginning to end, from summoning the Three Palaces to deal with Naboo, to Donna being captured by the laughing Gordon, no matter what happened.
After listening to his story about how he was not ashamed but proud of it, Su Ming really admired him. He dared to use such an immoral plan, and he still dared to admit it after using it. It was really awesome.
"I know. The Laughing Bat is probably going to have a fight with Luther. There shouldn't be any problems with Donna in a short time. I'm going to screen out who hasn't been out in the field and has lost contact, and I'll roughly know who the Laughing Bat is.
What’s the lineup?”
Su Ming sighed and asked the adjutant to notify the adjutant to operate the host and start screening his own list:
"You stay in Gotham first and cause some trouble for Bain and the others. I will send people to support you. As for Maia, I will deal with it and kill the Lord of Order and Circe. By the way, you can help me deliver the wheat.
By the way, I'll go find her in a minute, and you have to make her willing to help."
"She will. Now that we are all in the same boat, I will help her analyze the pros and cons so that she can make a wise choice... The rest is up to you. If it doesn't work, you can try the beauty trick. Maizi likes it.
Rough man, if you could twist her head off, she would definitely love you to death."
"Get lost." Su Ming's reply was also very direct.
Constantine hung up the phone, shook the collar of his trench coat and walked out of the phone booth. The sour night breeze from Gotham flowed into his collar. He shrank his neck and shuddered, taking a deep breath comfortably in the dark alley.
A puff of smoke.
He got rid of his responsibilities as planned, and now he feels relaxed and even breathes freely.