The Death Knell

"Tsk, it turns out that this was Nabu's plan... If I hadn't intervened at the beginning, he would have reached an agreement with the Upside Down."

Su Ming looked at the frightened Khalid and threw him a cigarette to calm down his shock. That is all in the past. If you can defeat Nabu once or twice, you can defeat him a third time.

What's more, I'm afraid Naboo doesn't have a powerful ancient god group called Weishan Emperor who has already set his sights on the concept of 'order' through a spokesperson, right?

He probably understood Naboo's previous motives. Where there are desires and needs, there are weaknesses...

Now that Constantine said that Naboo may return, it seems that he is still determined to give up.

"Yeah, this plan is really too dangerous." Khalid didn't know how to smoke, so he politely pushed the cigarette back: "So even if you killed my teacher, I'm afraid there is nothing you can do."

Su Ming pretended to be sorry and nodded: "Thank you for understanding. Kent is a real hero. If I have the chance, I will build a statue for him on the site of the Tower of Destiny to commemorate him."

Actually, there were many other ways at that time, but Nabu wanted to negotiate terms with the Upside Down and grab the benefits of Su Ming's bowl...

Then he can only withdraw.

The host and the host are originally a whole, and destroying the host is just a basic tactic.

It's like killing zombies infected with the t-virus. Everyone knows that viruses can't be killed with bullets, but no one will show mercy when fighting zombies.

Who said he was the host of Naboo? If someone wants to deal with Strangler, it is equivalent to dealing with Su Ming, and it will definitely be a life-and-death fight.

Feeling the host's thoughts, small bean sprouts sprouted from the shoulders and rubbed the host's face, looking very happy.

Khalid didn't know how many thoughts passed through Deathstroke's mind. He readily accepted Su Ming's kindness, and the smile on his face came from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, the teacher will definitely be happy when he finds out, and his sacrifice will not be in vain. Naboo must pay."

The mercenary took out a pistol from his pocket and pushed it to Khalid from the table.

"I'll give this to you. The bullets inside are all n-metal bullets. If you have the chance, I'll let you kill Naboo yourself to take revenge."

"Uh, no, thank you." The young Arab shook his head quickly and pushed the gun back: "Although I am of Egyptian descent, I was born and raised in the United States. I was baptized in a community church. I believe in Catholicism and not Christianity, and I The Lord has said, 'It is a sin to kill.'"

Su Ming looked at the Man-Bat again and found that he didn't need a gun to kill, claws and teeth were enough, so he took back the weapon: "Okay, but how did you, a believer in God, get in with Naboo? "

"I don't know. It was the helmet that chose me instead of me choosing the helmet. I had been going to church before I was put in the jar. By the way, can you give me some advice for Batman? The Hall of Justice and this place are both There is no prayer room, which I feel is not good and does not respect our faith enough..."

"That's a big project. You know, tens of thousands of people in Diana's family are all gods. After she finishes carving all the statues of the Olympus gods, it will probably be the cross of God."

Su Ming patted him on the shoulder and gave the young man an answer. Although Diana never carved the statue of Olympus, Khalid was not a member of the Dark Alliance.

"Okay, then your next step is to go to Maia? Kirk and I can go and help."

Khalid was simply innocent and not stupid, so he naturally felt the pushback. But Deathstroke's armor was a warning, and he didn't have the courage to protest, lest his head fall to the ground.

"Diana didn't tell me that she would take you to the battlefield, so... you stay here to look after the house and give you some snacks to pass the time." Su Ming stood up and picked up the cigarettes on the table. He put it into his mouth and lit it on fire. At the same time, he dropped a few packs of spicy sticks. He turned to look at Monaco who was thoughtfully beside him: "Let's go. Barry hasn't come back after so long. Let's go up and have a look."

Monaco has been listening to everyone's exchanges, and he has figured out a lot of things so far.

"Thank you, see you later."

The Magic Prince is basically polite when in front of strangers. His etiquette and posture are impeccable, just like a real prince.

It's just that his hair loss has been a bit serious in recent years, and he also has a beer belly, which has slightly reduced his charm.

The two of them got up from the sofa, and at this time, Harley also pushed the 'Deadpool Snowman' out of the warehouse on a cart. Her timing was always accurate. At this time, Deadpool was still a pile of meat. , but the limbs have healed and were inserted into the pile of meat, as if they were spelled out to form an upright 'north' character.

With carrots and coal stuck in his head, his twin guns hanging from his feet, and twin knives in his hands, he looks like the Buddha of some kind of cult...

"Are you leaving? Take a look at my work." Harley ran over pushing the cart and blocked the two of them: "Da da, I'll name it 'Stinky Thinker'."

Su Ming suppressed a smile and touched her head: "It's very vivid. Now that we are going to the Hall of Justice, business is more important."

"There's no one in the Hall of Justice right now. It's so boring. Let's go out and kill some bad guys?" Harley put her sledgehammer on the cart and pushed it to follow Su Ming.

The city outside is full of chaotic people, and social order has long ceased to exist. Harley has been itching for such chaotic scenes before.

She feels that she is a good person now, so the people she kills are bad people and there is nothing wrong with them.

"Relax, Tangdou. Everyone is living like they are surviving in the apocalypse. The brilliance and ugliness of human nature have been exposed. In this case, the bad guys are endless." Su Ming walked into the elevator.

Harley pushed the car and followed in. Deadpool's stench instantly filled the small space, but she didn't seem to be affected in any way. She tilted her head and thought:

"What you said makes sense, but I still want to kill people. Let's go out and pick a few bad guys to kill. You are not an anti-hero. How can you do it without killing people?"

She grabbed Su Ming's arm and shook it coquettishly.

"Deadpool likes to kill people. My indifference in the end of the world is enough for an anti-hero." Su Ming pointed to the meat on the cart and the elevator started running: "Monak, you probably know the level of our enemies. What?"

Monaco put wax on his beard and said while doing maintenance: "It's not a big problem. Although the other party sounds like a being who has mastered the concept, unlike our world, they are not demons but mortals. Dealing with It’s much easier for humans.”

"The problem is to rescue Madam Xanadu. This is difficult. I don't want to disappoint the orangutan." Su Ming added.

"You have a good relationship with that orangutan?" This wasn't the first time Monaco saw Deathstroke rescuing people, but this time it seemed different.

Because Deathstroke is too proactive, is Mrs. Xanadu very rich?

Su Ming could see through his thoughts from his expression: "No, Mrs. Xanadu has something to do with 'death', and I still owe her a favor."