The Death Knell

Chapter 1565? Door-to-door delivery

Cindy spat with a smile, walked over and high-fived Su Ming, saying playfully: "This is your second time. I haven't received the jester's reward yet."

Then she said hello to Diana and others, and then began to observe the anti-monitor and the three people on the stretcher.

Although the Anti-Monitor followed, he still didn't look at people. He even looked at the bats hanging upside down on the top of the Batcave more than people.

"I can testify that you brought the news to Bliss. The reason Rigoletto didn't pay the bill is probably because she couldn't escape from prison to get the money. Don't worry, the money is useless now anyway." Su Ming let go of her hand: "It seems Things are going pretty smoothly on your end.”

Cindy nodded and looked away from the Anti-Monitor's armor. She couldn't tell what kind of metal it was: "We moved just enough to save Ah Fu. We were lucky."

"That's good. You play with Diana and the others, while Batman and I have to talk." Su Ming took off his mask and saw Batman's begging look in his eyes. He knew that the superhero's 'talk' was over. coming soon.

But others are afraid of 'talking', and Su Ming himself has 'negotiating conditions', so it depends on who can perform better.

"Hi, Bat, how are you doing? Oh? Ah Fu is doing surgery, get out of the way, I'm a doctor, let me take a look."

Harley has gone to Batman's side. As an old acquaintance, she still cares about Bat.

As a well-connected little princess in Gotham, she, Poison Ivy, and Catwoman are known as the Phantoms of Gotham, and they often play together, such as stealing things.

Catwoman Selina almost became Batman's wife. Harley and Batman are also very familiar with each other, so naturally they won't be strangers. When she returned to the Batcave, she felt like she was back home, smiling so much that the corners of her mouth would split.

Although Harley said she never wanted to go back to Gotham after settling in New York, it was only after she came back last time that she realized how delicious it was.

Whether it was the pungent smell of the acid rain, the corpses in the dark alley, or the dense dark clouds above her head, everything made her feel much more relaxed and she couldn't help but smile.

Everyone in Gotham is talented, and they speak nicely. She likes it here very much.

After all, she doesn't want to be a villain anymore, and she doesn't know how to be a superhero, so she can only make ends meet by being a tour guide in Gotham.

"You are not a surgeon." Batman raised his hand to block Harley, rejecting her 'kindness', holding her head and spinning her in a circle, pushing her to the other side: "Go and see Constan Din, don’t let him steal my wine, I have to talk to Deathstroke.”

"Okay, little bat, I thought you would miss me. By the way, I heard that the guy whose initials is J is not dead, is that true?" Harley turned her head and struggled, showing a dangerous look.

Batman remained calm: "He died. You were there at the time. We all saw it. If you don't believe it, his and Selina's bodies are still in the cold storage nearby."

"Oh, then I have to go see Serena. She and I are good sisters." Harley's attention was diverted, and she was more concerned about Catwoman's death.

At this time, the phantom of the Joker appeared next to Batman. He smiled and looked at Harley's back as she twisted away:

"It seems like Little Pudding still hates me. Didn't I just try to kill her three times in a row? She's actually unwilling to die for me? It really makes me sad... By the way, do you think I should take advantage of this opportunity?" Take control of your body and try again?”

Batman didn't answer. He just made a simple movement, took off the jar containing starfish from the back of his belt, held it in his arms, and then looked at Su Ming as he walked over.

But his meaning is obvious. If the Joker wants to kill Harley, Jarlo will definitely kill himself and the Joker first.

However, the clown suddenly laughed. He walked behind Batman, put his head on the dark shoulder, and whispered to the pointed ears:

"Yes, it's better for you, willing to die with me, hahahaha... But not yet, the best game is to be played last, just like I like to eat the strawberry on the cake last, wait until the end The bald man and the impostor will all be killed, and then I will have a good time with you, hehe."

"Bruce." Su Ming came over and pointed at Batman's face: "Expression management failed, you are laughing wildly."

"It's a little complication, it doesn't matter, Su Ming, I'm sure this is your real name." Batman's face pulled down, and the corners of his mouth were angled in the most skillful way.

The mercenary nodded, then smiled and shook his head: "That's what you think. Now is not the time to chat. Can you tell me what you did in the dark universe after you escaped from the Rock of Eternity?"

"No, tell me first, tell me the contents of your deal with the Laughing Bat and the details of the contract, and then tell me what you did in the magic world."

Batman doesn't agree to unilaterally hand over information, he wants an exchange.

Su Ming shrugged and took something out of his pocket.

But when he offers Batman a cigarette, he doesn't smoke because the smell might give him away in the dark. He was handed a drink, but he didn't drink it, because only Bruce drank and Batman was a teetotaler.

The tobacco and alcohol ended up in Su Ming's own mouth, and with the help of strangulation, he didn't have to worry about the smell.

This made Constantine, who was not far away, watch helplessly. He pretended not to care, but would peek out of the corner of his eye every few seconds and swallow his saliva.

An alcoholic and a smoker would not like to see other people smoking and drinking in front of him, so he immediately became addicted.

With his back to Zha Kang, Deathstroke accurately threw a bottle of wine with his backhand, and it fell into Zha Kang's trench coat pocket more than ten meters away. At the same time, he continued his conversation with Batman: "How about we write the information on the palm of our hand at the same time? inside, and then count three, two, and open together?"

"I guess you will write the word 'fire', and I will also write the word 'fire' in order to deal with you. In this way, you have successfully demonstrated your cold humor. This is your plan."

The corners of Batman's mouth trembled like a cramp. The Joker wanted to laugh, but he suppressed it with his willpower.

Su Ming sighed, and the strangled black bean sprouts squirmed up from Deathstroke's shoulders, turning into a thin thread, twisting in the darkness.

"The only way is to use it. My symbiote can connect my brain with yours, and complete the information transfer at high speed and silently, just like two computers transferring files to each other through Network Neighbors. My brain is pretty good. What about you? How much impact does the virus have on you right now?"

"This is not something you should ask. Come on, let me see what alien monsters from outside the multiverse are capable of."

Batman pressed forward face to face, with the Bat emblem on his chest and Deathstroke's breastplate touching each other, exerting pressure through his eyes.

Strangulation: "Huh?"

It means: 'Batman knows he is a monster, but he still calls others weird. It's really ridiculous. ’

"Stop making trouble, let's start strangulation."

Su Ming also pushed the bat back without giving in. This method of communication is indeed safer. I just hope that he will not be too crazy and that the scene in his mind will not be like Wade's amusement park...

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