The Death Knell

"What's your next plan?"

The orangutan took off his green hat and scratched the thinning hair on his head. He sat on the bar a little sluggishly, holding a glass of wine and watching the cat fight cockroaches, but the question was for Deathstroke.

"We do have a plan, but you don't have to participate."

A blue light flashed, and a test tube filled with black liquid appeared in Deathstroke's hand. He smiled and shook the thing towards the orangutan:

"Do you still remember? We agreed to give you an injection when we return to the main universe. It will take several hours for the drug to fully take effect, during which you will remain in a coma, so you will definitely miss the next lively activities. "

After saying that, Deathstroke also hummed a little tune. If you listen carefully, you can hear the Chinese words "Gene, you are so beautiful", but the pronunciation is not clear, and the first two words feel a little sticky.

"How about we wait until everything is over?" Bobo felt a little timid when he saw the tube of black water, because he felt that he had seen the color of this water somewhere. Wasn't it made by extracting zombie blood? Some kind of RNA retrovirus?

"Adjutant, is there any news from Damian? How is Haixing's progress?" Su Ming did not make a decision immediately, but asked his assistant.

Previously, Batman asked Can Luo to help read the memory in the embodiment of the "Mysterious Power". This is related to CAAT, and it is also the biggest enemy today.

"He is still in the Hall of Justice. Can Luo has not made any progress for the time being." The adjutant gave a projection screen. The pinhole probe that shot this screen should be on Damian's clothes, and you can see the first-person perspective.

At this time, Batman is in a dark corner of the room, staring at this lens, which makes people shudder.

Sure enough he found it!

But this is to be expected. Batman is also a very cautious person. He has also received ninja training and is also very sensitive to other people's sights. He can always find where there are surveillance cameras, it depends on whether he wants to let others know. Just see yourself.

"You have also seen it, my old hairy man." Deathstroke spread his hands towards the orangutan, saying that he had no choice: "There is no news about the big things I want to do yet. After all, Canluo is just a fragment of Talos, and his ability is far inferior. Before, so I’m going to deal with God next, and it’s a bit dangerous for you to follow.”

Deathstroke has said it before, what about the eyes of God? Then drink it.

You still have to keep your word when you come out to hang out. Strangler has already figured out how to eat that eyeball.

"Oh, no, God!" the cockroach under the cat's paws screamed. It raised its two forelimbs and prophesied loudly: "The end is coming! On the day of destruction, no one will be spared!"

It is originally a prophet of doomsday. It preaches doomsday every day, and everyone is a little numb.

In the DC universe, things happen every day. It would be strange if there was no threat of doomsday.

"If I were you, I wouldn't yell. I'd rather think about how to stand in line."

After taking a sip of wine, Su Ming glanced at the cockroach and shook his head slowly:

"We are not anti-God, nor are we the legendary enemy. We just want to change the situation. If Elaine succeeds in taking office, think about it, your life may be better, so don't mourn the old man now. It’s time for a new owner.”

The cockroach, which had been whirring and being dishonest under the cat's paws, suddenly became quiet. It touched the two tentacles on its head and seemed to think that what the death knell said made sense.

Since God still exists in the future, then there is still a God who can transform himself from a cockroach back into a human. That will be fine, and he can firmly support Elaine's leadership.

What is a prophet?

Belief in God is like buying a computer graphics card. You are buying a new one rather than an old one. Elaine represents the future.

It was the old man God who punished the Jews and turned themselves into cockroaches. But Elaine is also a god, and he has no conflict with her. Isn't this an opportunity?

At this moment, the cockroach's shrewdness in Jewish blood seemed to be activated. After analyzing the pros and cons, it betrayed very quickly. It can be said that it changed its position within a few seconds.

No longer talking about the end of the world or the Day of Judgment, he began to enjoy the beauty of the future and sing praises to Elaine.

Even though it doesn’t know what merits that girl has, it always flatters others, right? He just kept saying what he said.

"Ah! Great Lord of Light, my beloved mother, may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven!"

Change the prayer, hey, it works perfectly.

"Meow, it's not fun anymore." The cat's little paws knocked the cockroach back into the sink, and returned to the death knell dejectedly, lying down on the bar, waiting to see Bobo get the injection: "This cockroach can't be killed, it doesn't even Painful, extremely thick-skinned, no sense of shame at all, meow.”

Human beings always say that dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. The same is true for the prophet Ezekiel. He is as shameless as meat on a hob and is boring to play with.

But the cat also knows that Elaine probably doesn’t have a good impression of it either. After all, she is a descendant of the traitor Judah. ​​She most likely does not want to follow the same path that the old man God walked in the past.

"Okay, let's give Bobo an injection first, hehe." Deadpool came over, rubbing his hands, his rotten tongue still licking his lips, and twirling it three times in a row: "Take off your pants, orangutan, let's go Uncle Wade, check to see if your development is normal, quack!"

Fortunately, he was still wearing a mask, otherwise the obscene tone and actions combined with his face would probably make the animal vomit again.

"No!" Bobo immediately hid in Deathstroke's arms. He pointed to the door of the basement of the bar: "I asked Slade to inject me, you bitch, don't come over!"

"Haha, are you still shy? Come on, let me see." The more the orangutan struggled, the more excited Deadpool became. He had already begun to sip saliva, looking impatient.

"Okay, stop playing this old joke, Wade." At the critical moment, Su Ming pushed his cousin away and told him to stop irritating Bobo: "Do you really think that the Animal Protection Law does not exist? Don't forget, You still have to fight for an NC-17 rating.”

Pick up the orangutan and prepare to leave and do things.

"Oh! Yes, do it, I almost forgot again, my brain." Deadpool suddenly realized, he patted his head, looking very annoyed: "Okay, you can find a room to get the injection, I will stand guard for you."

At this time, the bartender who heard the movement in the hall walked out of her room. She was a little stunned when she saw everyone, but she quickly talked about Constantine.

Constantine called, wanting to talk to Deathstroke about something, so it was best to call him back now.

"No, I already know what he is going to say, and the information he provided is also very valuable."

Lighting a cigarette and holding it in his mouth, Su Ming led the orangutan towards the basement. He also didn't forget to ask Strangler to get a bottle of wine to drink while doing the work:

"You go back to your room and play. I'm going to transform your boss into the Doom Slayer. When he wakes up, he may be the most handsome chimpanzee on the planet. Are you happy?"

Tracey showed dead eyes, and the speed and tone of her speech were quite reminiscent of Harley, because that was her idol:

"What does the handsome orangutan have to do with me as a human? Wait. Have you not given up on the plan to introduce him to female orangutans? If he finds a partner, there will be more female orangutans who can help in the tavern, my The workload is reduced, so I should be happy? Is this all part of your plan? It’s great, but it’s also too dark.”