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Chapter 2385 Stories and Differences

 In the Kingdom of Dreams, beside the big pit in front of the castle, Sandman and Death both looked at the crack in the sky where faceless men kept falling, silently.

"So, you used these refugees who fell into my country to make a deal with Beelzebub?"

Daniel still looked like the expressionless translucent ghost, but his tone seemed a bit resentful.

Su Ming held a cigarette in his mouth and threw one to the Holy Killer behind him. The two of them came together to light a fire: "What else do you think I could have done? These faceless people are going to occupy your country, and even

There are also incidents of missing indigenous people, so if you want to be a Virgin, you have to use your brain, right?"

"No, that's not what I meant." Sandman shook his head and put on his gas mask-shaped crown: "I mean you should at least make it more beautiful. Everything here should be full of dreams and beauty, but now,

People who fall from the sky fall directly into the spiked door below, falling straight into hell, just like falling into a bloody mouth, and encountering a tragic fate, it is so cruel."

After speaking, Daniel raised his hand. He first repaired the crack in the sky, and then connected a slide to the hole.

In this way, the faceless people who fell in from other universes will enjoy innocence and happiness on the long spiral slide, and then slide happily and beautifully... into hell.

The Sandman conjured up some cartoon flowers, plants and trees to cover up the door to hell, at least turning the pit in front of the door into a flower bed, in which various flowers with cartoon smiling faces competed in beauty, blocking the waves rolling out from hell.

Thick red smoke.

Much better now.

There is no Virgin in the Endless Family, and Sandman is no exception. He just doesn't want to see his beautiful scenery stained with blood. As for faceless people dying elsewhere, what does it have to do with him?

Death still has that warm smile, standing aside holding a small lace umbrella. She doesn't care about the life and death of living things, because in her opinion, everything has a death, and the souls that flow to hell will eventually go to her country.

.

Therefore, it is a good thing for outside souls to join the DC multiverse. It means that the universe is growing, which is at least much better than the outflow of souls.

She smiled and nodded to Deathstroke: "You have fulfilled our agreement, what reward do you want?"

"How about you owe me a favor?" Su Ming asked for the most valuable thing. The condition of favor can be big or small, and it is easy to store. What kind of role it can play depends on the brain.

Suitable for Deathstroke.

Death thought about it calmly, and then responded: "Okay."

"Okay, come on, William, I will introduce you to these two bosses of the Endless Family, the embodiment of the rules of the universe. The problem of your wife and daughter can be easily solved by just talking to them." Su Ming pulled the Holy Killer.

With his arms, he pushed him in front of him: "Well, at least there is no problem in letting them resurrect and live forever in the Kingdom of Dreams. We are clear on both sides."

The Holy Killer still looked that cool and cool. He stretched out his hand to pull the brim of his cowboy hat, held the holster on his waist and took a deep breath:

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome, then Hallie and I will leave first. I still need to look for wheat. She asked me to find Lucifer. I don't know if that guy has returned home. I also need to go check out with Cindy and look for Donna and Da.

Mian."

.............................

A lot of miscellaneous things, all kinds of finishing work were completed, and it was daybreak.

At present, most people on the earth are busy with reconstruction work. Maybe this is the vitality shown after destruction?

But this has nothing to do with Deathstroke. He is currently eating with Diana and Barry in the cafeteria of the Hall of Justice.

The atmosphere was very strange. Diana seemed to want to say something, but she kept silent every time and just stared at Deathstroke and Harley.

Although Barry tried his best to liven up the atmosphere, in the end it turned into dry laughter from time to time, which made him feel terribly embarrassed.

"You're leaving again, right?" Wonder Woman finally asked.

"You have your career, and I also have mine." Su Ming plucked the steak on the plate with a fork and looked at the tauren chef busy in the kitchen: "You know, we are all relatively independent people.

, you don’t have to be together every day.”

"Alas..." Diana sighed, scratching her long hair, looking a little helpless: "You know, as a superhero of the Justice League, it is inevitable to sacrifice personal time, but this does not mean

I do not care about you."

Su Ming took a bite of the meat, then took out the wine and took a sip: "I understand, so we can just continue to maintain the current relationship."

"Okay, let's stop eating now. You don't need to eat." Diana stood up and took Deathstroke's hand and walked out of the restaurant: "Come back to the dormitory with me. Harley, you are not allowed to follow us. We have to be alone.

Get along for a few hours, and then it's your turn."

"I have accumulated too much pressure and want to vent my sexual desires, but adults are still secretive." Harry stuffed the sundae into his mouth and smiled nonchalantly: "We are good sisters.

Obviously we can play together..."

Diana turned her head and stared at Harley with a death gaze. After threatening her, she dragged the death knell and disappeared.

Barry then wiped the sweat from his head and leaned on the back of the booth: "I was scared to death. I thought they were going to fight."

"No." Hallie continued to eat with great confidence. She took out her mobile phone with one hand to send a text message to Xiaohong, and then read the news online: "Xiaodai is actually a jerk at heart. You can tell from her lasso.

The more she is ignored or tortured, the more she will become addicted, and Deathstroke also understands this."

"...Dark, too dark." Barry shuddered, even plotting against his girlfriend. Isn't this the same as Batman?

"Oh, stop being so serious. I know about your three girlfriends." Harley played with her nails and raised her middle finger towards Barry: "Stop meddling in other people's private affairs and manage your own time first.

.The kitten, who is Batman's ally, is dead, so this universe is in danger for all of us. You and I may suddenly die at some point, so we might as well enjoy ourselves in time."

Barry scratched his head and stammered to argue, talking about a lot of things like world restarting, different timelines, etc. He also said that the speedster thing is not cheating, but multi-threaded process, which made Harley laugh endlessly, and the air was filled with laughter.

Full of cheerful atmosphere.

"Haha, stop talking nonsense, I have worked so hard to raise a white and tender belly, and my abs are showing out from laughing!" Harley gasped, her stomach hurt terribly: "I just have a few hours now.

If you have some free time, how about I help you see Wally? He should need a psychiatrist, right?"

"Shouldn't it be necessary?" Barry hesitated. His nephew did need some psychological treatment, but when the doctor was Harley, things were different: "As long as he takes a good rest for a while, he can recover.

"

Harry stuffed a bubble gum into his mouth and chewed it: "Poor kids, you still have such naive ideas. You can't have a long rest. Believe it or not, the big event will happen next month at most."

It's coming again, our universe depends on stories..."


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