The Death Knell

When everyone returned to Canlo's room, Batman was standing there like nothing happened.

He turned and looked at the door. Although he was wearing a mask, people could see his puzzled eyes, as if asking why everyone came here?

Everything is as it was before, the United Force is locked in a jar, alien starfish are surrounding it, and the colorful lights in the style of the gaming room are still shining in the room.

"Did you find anything? Batman." Superman asked.

"No, let's disperse. We need more time." The latter's answer was very direct, and then he turned around and said no more.

This is Batman's style. He always does things without explanation. If you don't like it, don't join the Justice League.

The Zhenglian members were already used to it. When they heard what he said, they didn't want to ask why. They just followed the arrangement. This is the so-called giving up thinking.

"Okay, let's all disperse today." Sea King Arthur scratched his bearded chin, and asked Deathstroke: "Slade, would you like to come to my lighthouse for a drink?"

"Forget it for today." Su Ming showed an apologetic expression and patted the strong man on the back: "I have an appointment with the Endless Family today and I have some things to discuss. How about another day?"

"No problem, you are welcome at Cien Port at any time, my good friend, haha!" Arthur didn't think too much, or his observation skills didn't allow him to think too much: "Then I'll go to the sonic teleportation room first, thank you one's gift."

He probably wanted to go home and try the efficacy of shark whip? Anyway, it feels a bit urgent.

Then everyone disbanded like this. After all, each family has its own things to do.

Superman is going home to have dinner with his wife and children, Diana is going back to stare at Leopard Girl, Barry is going back to prepare invitations for the wedding after listening to the advice, Cyborg has made an appointment with friends from the Doom Patrol to play game consoles, etc. .

Only Oliver said he wanted to go home and take Black Canary for a ride, but before leaving, he glanced at Deathstroke and secretly made a cheering gesture.

The crowd gradually dispersed, but the death knell that sent Xiao Dai away and said he was going to a meeting did not move.

The corridor returned to silence, and the Hall of Justice was a very quiet place most of the time.

"It's time for me to go." Su Ming nodded towards the people in the dormitory and Haixing, took something out of his pocket and threw it to Batman: "This is a gift for you, keep it, Can Luo doesn't have any gifts, you There’s no need for it, but I’m sure you’re Batman’s best Robin.”

"Thank you! This means a lot to me!" The alien starfish was extremely happy. Although it did not get a gift, it actually lacked everything in the Hall of Justice.

On the contrary, what the death knell said is a better gift. This is the recognition it wants, not to mention that it was said by this man. The recognition of a strong man is far better than the recognition of millions of miscellaneous fish.

Batman didn't speak, he just played with the gift he caught, which was a dozen batarangs polished from shark bones, twelve in total, and they were tied together with rubber bands, which looked very neat.

When he looked up again, the death knell was gone, disappearing silently from the spot.

"Well, it seems that my cousin really didn't intend to find you. He went to find Xiaofu, so my guess is not wrong, but it is just a little off. There are too many minors in this damn universe. This It greatly limited my performance."

Deadpool took the rare opportunity to sit at the dinner table, chattering something that no one else understood.

"Ka, ka" Squirrel Girl didn't say anything. She just looked at the bitch with her big eyes, her cheeks bulging while she was eating macadamia nuts.

She just found out that everyone had been attacked by nightmares before. No wonder she thought that dream was so strange. She dreamed that she couldn't squeeze into a supermarket that was holding a sale.

But for her, she didn't feel that it was a nightmare at all, because this was not the first time she had experienced supermarket panic buying. She was the one who had experienced many battles, not the nightmares.

"I checked the spacecraft." Jessica returned to the restaurant at this time, she pulled out a chair and sat down: "We are lucky, there is no nightmare that can enter reality like Deadpool said, the spacecraft is operating normally, Although the crew members are in bad condition, they are all fine."

"That's good." Spider-Man felt relieved, knowing that the crew members were all recruited by him. He didn't want to see anyone die here: "But Wade, are you planning to do something?"

"I originally planned to go to my cousin's place to join in the fun and get in a few scenes, but he is now preparing to go to the mysterious level. I feel that I may not be useful in the past, so if he doesn't come to me, I don't have to Promote yourself door to door.”

Wade dug into his trouser pocket a few times and took out a box of uneaten pizza. Everyone knows how unpalatable the cold overnight pizza is, but he stuffed it into his mouth without caring:

"I'm just a little curious. Even the veterans don't know what Batman said to him. I'm really curious. My hot little heart just can't stand all kinds of temptations. Alas, this is probably the proof that I am alive. So I decided to take a dump soon and use the prostate massage function of the smart toilet seat to feel good."

"Uh, are you talking about a serious toilet seat?" Jessica curled her lips in disgust. She raised her hand to rub her temples: "And I don't think you should mention Deathstroke's name. According to the past rules Look, whenever you mention him, he always comes right up."

"Just like the high-level lich in the DND background, if you mention his name, he will know it immediately from thousands of miles away, and then teleport to you." Spider-Man immediately took up the conversation, When he mentioned things like DND, he immediately showed his otaku side and became energetic.

"Voldemort actually has the same setting. He can know his name when he mentions it, but it's useless. Wasn't that noseless old man knocked over by a few shotgun blasts? Times have changed."

Deadpool waved his hands indifferently, crossed his legs on the dining table, and continued to add food to his mouth:

"I also knew that my cousin would come to see me. The veterans said that the camera had already moved here, so I took the time to eat so as not to go hungry on the road. You also know that death row prisoners also need to eat before they die. Are you fed? This is a kind of humanitarian concern, but who knows, if a condemned prisoner wants to shit before going to the execution ground, will he be satisfied? What if he wants to eat his own shit?"

"Bah! Fuck you! You bastard!"

The nut shell spat out from Squirrel Girl's mouth fell on Deadpool's head, knocking him backwards from the chair and falling to the ground:

"I'm eating, can you please stop talking about such disgusting topics, this is our ship, you stowaway who got on the ship, be careful if I ask you to walk on the gangplank, just like Pirates of the Caribbean."