The Death Knell

Bibi's multi-flavor beans are such a magical candy that melts in your mouth even if you don't chew it, guaranteeing that the eater will feel the malice of the maker.

In essence, it is a prank prop, because eating multi-flavor beans with good friends is the most fun thing.

No one knows what flavor the next candy in your hand will be. It may be milk or cow dung, but seeing your friends vomit all over the floor because of the disgusting taste is the happiest thing.

It's a bit like a test of courage among children.

‘If you have the seed, just take one. ’

‘Knock it, knock it, and take a grain of it. ’

In this way, both of them will eventually vomit, but their feelings are sublimated in this disgusting game, because their own pain will bring happiness to the other person, which is a variation of dedication.

But that's a normal situation, but Hermione is no ordinary little girl. She has come up with a theory about eating jelly beans.

Su Ming bought her multi-flavored beans before. She didn't know what method she used to pick out all the delicious flavors and eat them, and then returned the disgusting flavors to the professor along with the candy box.

Over time, Deathstroke accumulated a lot of inventory in his pocket, and the taste of these jelly beans was definitely more disgusting than the last one.

Speaking of which, it seems that no children have ever come to Su Ming's house to ask for candy on Halloween, so the jelly beans have never been given away. Sure enough, the villa built in the mountains and forests of Maine is too remote... ..

"Do you want to try it?" Su Ming asked the mysterious guest, looking into her beautiful big eyes.

"No!" Liana immediately shook her head. She was not a pica like Xiao Wang. She usually wouldn't even eat tentacles, let alone diaper-flavored candies.

"Forget it, I'll save it for Wade later. In Northern Europe, it's more popular to drink mead at weddings, but in the East, you need to eat wedding candy." Deathstroke smiled and patted the girl on the back. Together she continued to look for the house number.

"Haha, he will probably cry with joy, right?" The mysterious guest tilted his mouth and showed the same evil smile as Deathstroke.

The two of them walked around like this while checking the rooms on both sides of the corridor. The layout of this hotel should be a 'mouth'-shaped structure, with a courtyard in the middle, and the backyard of the hotel is a beautiful hedge maze that can freeze people to death.

The four sides of this word are the corridors. Logically speaking, Su Ming and Mysterio should be able to walk through it very quickly at the speed of Su Ming and Mi Ke. However, after turning left four times, they still could not find the house number they wanted. Both 217 and 237 seemed to be It disappeared, probably hidden.

"If an ordinary gunslinger walked into this world, he would probably be dead." Liana held the teacher's arm and watched him check the walls: "This hotel is full of malice towards customers, and now the corridors have become an endless loop. That’s it.”

"Well, the rooms next to room 216 are 218 and 214, and the opposite door is 219. It just so happens that 217 is missing. The situation in room 237 is the same." Su Ming raised his hand and knocked on the wall, but found no secret door, and Cloak did not find any ghosts. The traces of energy on the wall are as if room 217 did not exist in the hotel in the first place.

But without these two rooms, the entire story of "The Shining" would not be true. This is a paradox.

"How about we go to the bar in the hotel?" Mysterio scratched his nose and blinked his big eyes and said, "I remember in the movie, the bartender there talked like a ghost. I could catch him and torture him. Let him spit out the information."

"You can do that, but it's not necessary. Don't worry. We are on vacation. Time is the least valuable thing in this multi-dimensional system. We have plenty of time to play games slowly."

Deathstroke pinched the cigarette butt from his mouth, put it away as usual, and asked Strangler to drag a small coffee table with a vase in the corridor:

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Mysterio was about to answer the teacher and said that she was not hungry because the blood stone had been replenishing her energy since she arrived in the Dark Tower world, whether she was eating or not.

But before she could say anything, room 216 beside her suddenly opened the door, and a monster that looked like a bloody corpse rushed out, as if its whole body was soaked in plasma.

It was unclear whether it had a face or eyes, only long hair mixed with blood.

But it seemed to be able to see the death knell, and it opened its arms, quickened its pace as if to hug, and made a loud "cough, cough, cough" sound in its throat, like a rooster with a half-broken neck.

Liana pulled out the white sword of the soul from her chest. This is a magic weapon to fight against any evil creature. If you kill a human, you can only make people unconscious, but if you kill a demon or other dark creature, one sword can make the opponent disappear into ashes.

This is the power of the human spirit, the light in the darkness.

"Don't do anything, I'm one of my own." Su Ming raised his hand to stop her, and let Zhu Zhu press the forehead of the 'blood corpse', and sighed: "John, why are you here?"

"Cough cough cough... Bah!" The person who seemed to be wrapped in red slime finally spat out black sticky phlegm to the side, then raised his hand and wiped his face, revealing a smile with a smile on the corners of his mouth. The scummy Huang Yalai said: "It seems that I survived again and escaped from death again. I really should celebrate."

Only then did Mysterio realize that this was a living person. Although there was no breath of living people on his body before, it was obviously slowly recovering at this time.

She put away her giant sword, took out a wand from her waist bag, recalled the spell and then swung the light at the bloody corpse: "Clean it up!"

As the spell took effect, an unusually clean blond man appeared. He was wearing a brown trench coat, and his whole person had the energy of a British rogue.

"Oh, thank you, baby." Zha Kang took out the wine bottle and unscrewed the lid, stretched out his tongue, poured the last few drops of wine on his tongue, and smacked his mouth a few times: "Although you have good intentions, the lining of my windbreaker is It's full of protective spells, and if you wash it, you're destroying it."

If Hermione were here, the girl might apologize politely, at least to show off. After all, Miss Granger is an English lady.

But Maomei Mysterio didn't accept this obviously blackmail trick. She just patted her holster and said with a smile:

"Call me baby again and I'll castrate you and throw you into hell."

"Tsk, it seems you have found a good girl again, Slade. She also has a bit of a Russian accent. For a devil, she is very charming."

Constantine showed a funny smile, raised his hands in surrender, and after turning his head in a circle, he sat on the small coffee table with his butt tilted:

"Forget it, it's none of my business what kind of devil you hang out with. I believe you know it. I went through all kinds of hardships before escaping with information. Aren't you going to open a bottle of wine to welcome me? Then Can I have a cigarette? Also, where is this place?"

"Stop talking nonsense. This is obviously not our multiverse. You are a sorcerer. Don't say you can't sense the difference in energy properties around you." Su Ming threw him a box of cigarettes speechlessly and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. Staring at the scumbag's face: "First Batman, then Luthor, now you?"

"Haha, I am John Constantine. Although I don't know what the Boy Scout list you are talking about is about, Batman and Luthor and I are not the same kind of people at all. They are looking for death all the time, and I just want to live. In the end, I have no interest in your secret at all.”

After saying that, Constantine immediately tore open the cigarette package like a wild animal, put one in his mouth, rubbed his fingers to light it, and took a big puff, suddenly with a look of life on his face.