Back to the study on the second floor, when I went out, I met the ragged man. He was grabbing a ghost in the corridor and beating it back and forth on the ground like he was carrying a sack.
The special bandage given by God gives him the ability to contact souls. Strictly speaking, he is actually the nemesis of various ghosts.
After beating the ghost back and forth several times, he picked it up and took a look. When he found that the other person had lost the ability to resist, he grabbed the ghost and pressed it against himself.
The ghost was instantly absorbed by the ragged uniform, and a new piece of cloth appeared among the many strips of cloth, again red.
The Tattered Man itself is colorful, and every time it absorbs a new soul, an extra piece of rag will emerge from the bandage. Over time, it looks like it is wearing a garbage version of a ghillie suit.
Su Ming understood. The ragged man said he was helping clean the house, but in fact he came to Zatanna's house to scavenge. He was capturing these evil spirits to increase his strength.
Although Xiao Zha most likely wouldn't care about these ghosts, he still didn't do it very authentically.
"Uh, Bobo, ladies." The ragged man with his back to a few people in the corridor was intoxicated for a while after absorbing a soul. Then he noticed the people behind him and quickly turned around to say hello: "
And hello, Deathstroke."
He paused before greeting Su Ming, as if he was struggling with something, but the bandage completely covered his face and his expression could not be seen clearly.
"Good evening to you too, Rory. To make a long story short, we need you to send Zatanna to the Hall of Justice for treatment, and you have to protect her, okay?" Su Ming didn't talk nonsense, and planned to kick the raggedy man out of the team.
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"Well, of course, but what are your plans next?"
Rory hesitated for a moment, but after seeing that Diana and Bobo had the same opinion, he immediately nodded in agreement.
The orangutan who was questioned blew out a smoke ring, picked up the hat, scratched the top of his head with his fingers, and put the hat back on:
"We are going to go find some people in the magical world to inquire about the situation, which will require some long distance travel."
"That's it, okay then."
The ragged man always felt guilty about Bobo. Under normal circumstances, he would be willing to listen to what the orangutan said.
Su Ming also gave him a smile. After all, if Luo Li was not bewitched, he was actually a pretty good person, at least he was a very enthusiastic person.
As for when he gets to the hall, will he be deceived by someone pretending to be God and rebel?
There is no need to worry about this, Hawkgirl and Flash are not just decorations there.
Returning to the boudoir, he carried Zatanna out and handed it over to the Tattered Man. Su Ming also took back the magic floating cloak he was playing with the ghosts. Everyone left the pocket space together and then split up.
Just when Xiao Dai was about to contact the Hall of Justice, her cell phone rang first, and the sound of pleasant music echoed in the forest at night. She looked at the caller ID on it.
"It's Batman," she said to Deathstroke.
"Talk, open." Su Ming nodded. Batman called. Is there something wrong with the information in Cyborg's head?
But no, Batman was still the same, saying in a ghost-like voice:
"Come to my house, I have something to do."
Then the call was hung up directly, without any explanation or a chance for others to ask questions.
"Oh, it's like this again." Bobo sighed, he sat on Deathstroke's shoulder and shook his head: "Always without any explanation, not even bothering to make up lies."
The two Amazon sisters also looked at each other and shook their heads slowly. After all, Batman has this kind of character and everyone has long been used to it.
Su Ming took off his cloak and turned it into a flying carpet, gesturing for everyone to go up and sit down: "I originally planned to go to Witch Morgan first, but since Batman has something to do, let's go and have a look in his little hole. Maybe the Pale Knight wants to see him.
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"Have they not gone back yet?" The flying carpet took off, and Bobo quickly held down his cuckold.
"Doctor Quinzel wants to give birth here, because no matter what, Earth 0 is much safer than their original world." Su Ming patted the dust on the flying carpet and pointed in the direction: "And
Batman wants to study the clown who became a good guy. For him, nothing is as attractive as the clown."
"It's true." Donna snickered from the side, leaning on her sister's shoulder: "These days, I've been thinking that if he didn't catch Catwoman to recover his money, was it because that incident was caused by the Joker?
What did she do? Batman is still waiting for the Joker to make another move?"
"Their games have always been crazy, but my sister, you have to remember, Batman made it known before joining the Justice League that none of us can interfere with Gotham's affairs or interfere with his personal affairs.
Otherwise he will leave the alliance."
Diana patted her sister to stop her from continuing. The members of Zhenglian came together for a common ideal, not to change each other's minds.
Protecting justice and becoming a better version of yourself is important, but being ‘yourself’ is equally important.
But Donna, who was tapped on the shoulder, didn't take it seriously. She glanced at the figure at the front of the flying carpet: "If you quit, just quit. Anyway, Deathstroke can take his place."
Bobo's eyes rolled and turned into a "gorilla covering his mouth" emoticon, and he said nothing.
The key is that he discovered that Diana was actually thinking about this possibility, only to shake her head in denial after a few seconds.
Today's Gotham is still the same, dark and cloudy.
In just a few words, everyone had arrived above the Wayne Mansion. Compared to Zatanna's haunted house, it seemed much warmer here.
Even late at night, every window was lit with light, and at the door, which was also illuminated by light, Alfred, with a white towel on his arm, was dressed neatly, waiting for the guests to land.
The flying carpet fell, and the butler stepped forward, showing a reserved and polite smile, and extended his arm as an armrest for the ladies to get off the flying carpet:
"Good evening, Mr. Wilson, the two princesses, and Detective Bobo. The young master is waiting for you underground. Tonight's supper is xiaolongbao, which comes in three delicacies, mutton and pork flavors. It will be delivered in about ten minutes. Snacks
I specially prepared ice cream."
Professional, there is no other word to describe Butler Man, he is probably the top service staff in the almighty universe.
"Thank you, Alfred, I'll excuse you for today." Deathstroke did not refuse food other than barbecue, especially the Tianchao snacks made by Ah Fu, which I haven't tried yet.
"Please don't say that. You are the few friends that Master Bruce can bring home. What I mean is that although he has many friends, most of them are the kind you would not want to see at home."
The old housekeeper blinked, raised his head, told a joke, and then made an invitation gesture to lead everyone into the house.
"Ah, those friends of his are all very simple people after all." Deathstroke laughed and walked to the study in a familiar way: "You go and do your work. We know the way ourselves. By the way, I'll eat Xiao Long Bao."
When cooking, use only balsamic vinegar instead of aged vinegar, and don’t chop the minced garlic too finely.”
The old housekeeper just smiled and nodded, but Xiao Dai pinched him covertly. His eyes seemed to remind him to behave like a guest. When others treat him to dinner, he should not make such requests.
Su Ming grabbed her hand without explaining anything, but Diana still didn't understand.
Batman is not a normal person at all. When dealing with him, you cannot act according to common sense. Although Deathstroke's request seems a bit artificial, it at least proves that he loves food and life.
In this way, Bat's inner question about whether Su Ming is a human or a god is answered.
Does it have to be perfect? The result is that Batman becomes more and more suspicious, and fast forward to the end where he shows up dressed as a hell bat and asks someone if they will bleed.
Su Ming is not Superman. He will not let things develop to this point to prove that he is a human being. To create a 'human' image in Batman's imagination, there must be shortcomings. Start from the little things when contacting him.
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Because the character design has been carefully managed from the beginning, for Batman, Su Ming's current image should be that of an 'ordinary human being' who is greedy for money, lustful, and enjoys enjoyment, and these characteristics are ranked before 'having strong strength'