The Death Knell

"Constantine?! Why are you here?"

Bobo trotted across the laps of the girls and jumped onto his table.

This movement soon made the girls notice the new arrival. When they saw Diana, some girls pulled up their cloaks to cover their faces and slipped away from various doors.

Constantine swung his glass: "As you can see, come and drink."

Bobo didn't believe a word of his nonsense. This guy could drink anywhere, but he would never come to the Forgotten Bar when he had nothing to do.

But everything was business as usual in the bar, there was nothing wrong with it, and Zha Kang also paid and was considered a guest.

The Forgotten Bar will not evict guests.

"It's better just like you said..."

Bobo looked at Constantine with Batman-like eyes, but didn't notice anything strange. Zha Kang blinked and looked at him innocently.

"Relax, my hairy boy, I'm just going to have a few drinks, watch the girls play games, and I'll be back in London soon."

Su Ming was too lazy to argue with Constantine. He had a beautiful version of Hell Detective, so who wanted the original Tramp?

"Constantine."

"Hi, hello, Deathstroke from another world, is the scroll I gave you last time useful?"

"Oh, thanks to you, Satan probably wants to kill me now." He gets angry when he talks about this matter. He almost didn't get tricked to death last time.

"Well, magic comes at a price, doesn't it?" Constantine's skin was as thick as a city wall, and he whistled without shame.

"It doesn't matter, what is in the past is in the past." Su Mingming was very generous. He took off his helmet, picked up the peanuts on Zha Kang's table and ate them: "Tell me, Troublemaker, Hecate, you have done all this. How much do you know?"

Constantine tilted his neck, showing an uncomfortable expression as if he had a stomachache.

"Is this magical anomaly about Hecate? It's really..."

"You don't know?" Su Ming looked at him, slowly took out the God Killer and put it on the table: "Stop pretending, tell me some inside information, the little secrets of your mage."

"I really don't know, why don't you ask the Colorado lady next to you?"

While saying this, he showed a smile that he thought was very charming and nodded towards Alberta.

Alberta also smiled and nodded to him, and then threw out a fireball with her backhand. Fortunately, Diana beside her reacted faster and used her shield to slam the magic to the ground, turning it into a squib.

Otherwise Bobo will have to think of ways to decorate this place again.

"Calm down, mage." Diana held Alberta's shoulders and motioned her to calm down.

But Alberta looked at her strangely and was very calm: "The means of communication between me and him are various magics. For example, if I throw a fireball at him, that means I am greeting his mother. If I shoot lightning at him, that is Let him go home and fuck himself..."

Diana was speechless. What kind of communication method was this? Hell?

"Has he ever provoked you?"

"That's right. He once disguised himself as me and took away my employment money."

Seeing that the attack failed, Alberta had no intention of continuing. She just raised her hand and rubbed her fingers together, ordered another bottle of good wine, and bought a cigar here, indicating that it would all be charged to Su Ming's account.

Diana shrugged, okay, it does sound like something Constantine would do, and Alberta seemed to have been tricked by him.

Unexpectedly, Albella, who had replenished her cigarettes and alcohol, showed a proud smile and added: "So I disguised myself as him again, went to Zatanna's place to defraud the money back, and even made out with her for a while."

Diana's eyes narrowed to a slit, these two people are really the same thing...

"dagger."

Su Ming grabbed the God Killer and transformed it into a dagger. He grabbed Constantine's hand with his other hand and pressed it on the table.

"Let's play chopping fingers. I heard it can help people enhance their memory."

Before Constantine could refuse, the dagger Su Ming held behind his back began to beat rapidly between his fingers.

The one who feels the most distressed is Bobo. This table is a real antique with thousands of years of history!

"Da da da da..."

Rapid and continuous sounds sounded one after another, like rain lapping in the forest, and the yellow and black arm armor danced out of the afterimage. Constantine only felt a cold feeling between his fingers.

"Are you thinking that the Trembling Feedback Spell will feed back a hundred times the damage to me when I hurt you?" Su Ming smiled and spoke to Zha Kang without looking at the movements of his hands.

"Isn't it?" Zha Kang narrowed his eyes. His trembling feedback spell had deceived many close combatants. But now that Deathstroke has revealed this trump card, does it mean that the other party already has a way to deal with it?

"Want to bet? Use your favorite left middle finger?" Su Ming sped up, and the sound of the dagger touching the table seemed to turn into a buzzing sound, which was indistinguishable.

Constantine decided not to gamble. Although he loved gambling, he loved his middle finger even more.

If he can't give people the middle finger in the future, he's going to go crazy.

"You win, but I really don't know more than you. If you want to find Hecate, you'd better ask Circe. She is Hecate's witch and her disciple."

Su Ming nodded slightly and put away the dagger. It seemed that this was the truth.

When he stabbed Zha Kang just now, he observed Zha Kang's pupils and sweat glands on his face. While holding Zha Kang's hand, he also monitored his pulse and blood flow rate. All signs showed that he was not lying.

As for the Trembling Feedback Curse, Su Ming was not prepared to crack it.

But because Alberta was acting with several people, Constantine was frightened and did not expect that Albertella said nothing, let alone set up a counter-spell.

"In that case, just drink here and drink. Bye."

Now we still have to find Circe, so if we don't want to be turned into a pig or a sheep, it's best to find a place to get some Molu immediately.

"Hey, if you want to find Circe, you'd better prepare a unicorn to counter the spell. Its blood can break the spell." Constantine added behind a few people. As long as he is not allowed to contribute, he can only provide advice. If so, he still has an idea.

Su Ming glanced at him angrily, and even wanted to pick up a grenade and throw it over.

Although the unicorn does have such a function, it is a creature protected by the origin of the world. If you use the blood of a unicorn, whether you drink it or use it in other ways, you will be cursed by the Red of All Beings.

Why bother playing with unicorn blood and making yourself miserable when a problem that can be solved with Molu is obvious? The redness of all living beings is as disgusting as the greenness of all things. Even if they don't kill you, you will be annoyed to death.

So this suggestion is still a lie.

"Save it, I still want to live a few more years."

After Su Ming finished speaking, the group disappeared through a door.

Tracy peeked her head out from behind the bar. After seeing a few people leaving, she immediately jumped on the counter, opened a bottle of champagne and sprayed it like crazy.

"Haha, sisters, the boss is gone! Let's have fun!"

Constantine, who was sitting in the corner, was not high. His face was serious.

There's something wrong with the magical aura here, it's starting to swell.

He felt this change keenly, and it was not a good sign.