The Death Knell

Starfire was speechless at the two people who just seemed to be fighting for life and death, but now they were smoking cigars together.

Although there were cases in the past where bad guys switched sides on the spot, but they didn’t become so close instantly, right? The world is crazy.

"Well, you have a nice cigar."

Su Ming let the smoke linger in his mouth and moved his mouth to expel it. Circe in the sky seemed to notice that everyone else was defeated.

Midnight Dad was also watching the sky and smoking beside him. His big gold earrings were dazzling and he smiled along with him:

"I found someone to smuggle it from Cuba. I'll give you a box next time you come to my bar. What do you want to ask now?"

"Cersei said that she is the reincarnation of Hecate. Based on your understanding of souls and magic, is this true?"

Su Ming was not polite. Since he had surrendered, there was no need to kill him. He did not dare to lie when asking for information.

The black man blew out a puff of smoke and sniffed hard: "It's true. It's hard for me to describe the principle, but you know that feeling. She feels like a goddess now. She seems to be separated from human beings." It’s a category.”

"That's it..." Su Ming nodded and pondered for a moment: "Okay, now there is no place to lock you up in the Hall of Justice. You can disband these voodoo corpses and then go wherever you want. "

The black man was stunned for a moment, and the gentleman's hat on his head slid down a little, as if he didn't expect the death knell to let him go so lightly.

But after all, he has seen a lot of darkness, and he has never seen the kind of gameplay where he says to let go, but as soon as the person turns around and leaves, a gun behind him suddenly kills the person.

Deathstroke said that he could live because no one paid for his life, but Midnight knew that this Deathstroke was different from others, and the so-called reward seemed more like a cover for his past actions.

Then maybe as soon as you turn around, the other party may shoot you in the back, and it would be too uncomfortable to die.

This is different from the plan, no, Midnight's brain was running at high speed. He smiled and shook his head: "No, I still made a mistake after all, and I feel very guilty. I'll go over and help Zatanna and the others."

After hearing what he said, Su Ming raised an eyebrow under the mask. Where was this guy thinking? Could it be that you thought you wanted to kill him because you said there was no room in the Hall of Justice cell?

It's not necessary, he quite likes smart people like this.

"It's up to you, but I don't have time to pick up the cigars from you. When you get home, have someone bring them to the Hall of Justice for me, understand?"

After saying that, Deathstroke slowly took Starfire into the sky and floated a little away from Diana, observing the fight between the three.

At this time, Father Midnight relaxed a little, let out a subtle breath, nodded with a smile, and said while walking backwards: "Of course, I understand, soon."

He slid quickly with his shoulders swaying like Michael Jackson, and quickly backed up to Zatanna's side. Then he wiped the sweat from his head under her playful eyes and began to cast spells to return these undead to the earth.

"Oh, are you at a disadvantage? We asked you to go against us."

Zatanna has been doing nothing, and is currently carrying Bobo and drinking with him.

However, Father Midnight and Dark Zheng have been fighting against each other for more than a day or two, and sometimes they are really helpful. Most of the time, the relationship between mages is like this. There is not much hatred, only benefits and magic are eternal.

Bobo pulled out the wine bottle from his mouth, stuck out his tongue and burped, and said sarcastically: "I really don't know what you think. Everyone knows that there is an upside-down man behind the death knell, but you just want to face him. Have you lived enough? ?You are not a cute orangutan like me, Deathstroke never blinks when he kills his kind."

Midnight Dad adjusted his nose ring. There was a ring on the wing of his nose, which was connected to a large gold chain. The other end of the chain was fastened to the earrings. It was so earthy that it looked very fashionable.

"You don't understand, and I don't want to explain. Anyway, I am now a prisoner of the Justice League. According to the Geneva Convention, you need to treat prisoners preferentially, protect my human rights, and provide me with basic living supplies."

As soon as these words came out, Bobo immediately understood that Father Midnight's move was very good.

He just walked around the battlefield and immediately removed himself from the dispute between the Justice League and the Legion of Doom.

Midnight's motto is 'impartiality and absolute neutrality'. He not only helps devils, but also angels.

Don't think that angels don't kill, they just kill more covertly.

If demons kill people because they are greedy for the target's soul, then angels kill people for no reason. They are as calm as crushing a grain of dust. The strong heavenly energy will instantly turn human beings into ashes and explode into a white light.

It is said that God is the shepherd, and humans are the lost lambs... It is purely human self-deception. This is not what God said. Let’s go to whoever wrote the Bible.

Some angels often ask Father Midnight to help kill some unlucky mortals, not because they can't do it themselves, but because Father Midnight's murder can be framed on the demons, which kills two birds with one stone.

It is precisely because of doing business with both parties that Father Midnight has managed to win over a large group of hybrid angels and hybrid devils, allowing him to walk the tightrope between heaven and hell and live a stable life.

He should have thought of this strategy a long time ago.

Joining the Legion of Destruction, then deliberately losing to the Justice League, being captured and locked up, he knew that the Justice League would not kill people, as long as they avoided Diana and Aquaman, they would be fine, and they would surrender immediately if they encountered someone who could kill.

The conditions in Zhenglian's ordinary prison are very good. As long as you behave docilely, you won't be thrown into the time-freezing prison or the phantom zone.

Now is the year of the villain, the streets outside are in chaos, and not all of his men have plans to take advantage of the situation.

Magic is good, but if some stupid young man uses Luther's technology to try it on his father behind his back, he can't say he can withstand it 100%.

And because he was defeated and captured, if the Legion of Destruction really wins in the future and rescues Father Midnight from prison, then he will still be safe and sound. Luther may have to comfort these captured 'heroes' when he becomes the leader of the universe. How many words do we have?

This is Father Midnight's plan. He takes refuge in Zhenglian Prison and uses magic remote control to direct his subordinates from the outside to continue doing business. No matter who wins in the future, he will not be settled afterwards.

This really takes absolute neutrality to the extreme.

But Bobo was too lazy to tell the truth. When troubled times come, everyone has their own way of living, and no one has the right to criticize others on how to live.

And this has nothing to do with him being an orangutan. He is a consultant of the Dark Zhenglian, but someone has to ask first before solving the mystery.

No one asked? Then why would I offend people, the orangutan?

Bobo gave Father Midnight a thoughtful look. The black man took out the box of top-quality cigars from his arms, lit one for the orangutan, and secretly made a gesture. Bobo also made a gesture to bargain. Father Midnight nodded in agreement.

The two of them had a tacit understanding.

Only Zatanna was too stupid to know what was going on. She abandoned Bobo in disgust and refused to allow him to sit on her shoulder and smoke.