Chapter 3803

At this moment, earth 0, the underground of justice hall in DC, Washington.

The skeleton of the Dragon glowed with strange Brown light in the illumination of large cans with luminous flying insects, and directly below the keel specimen, a group of people were having a meeting or exchanging information.

Diana and zatana leaned against each other, leaning on the couch, looking listless and empty eyed.

The two beautiful ladies didn't seem to listen when the human bat told about his experimental findings.

Zatana has just recovered from a serious illness. The last time she was injured in her soul, she is still recovering from treatment.

Not long ago, she was forced to drink voodoo materials such as tortoise shell, crow fart and scorpion excrement mixed with the potion boiled by Virgin hair. The taste like Hippo excrement made her doubt her life.

The reason why wonder woman lost her mind is because of what happened last night. Although she showed her attitude to her boyfriend at that time, she was still worried that he would kill Olympus and kill Zeus and her brothers and sisters.

She didn't dare to sleep after midnight yesterday. She was worried that the death knell would come back with a pile of heads and throw the murder evidence on the bed.

After getting up in the morning, she called Donna to say her worries, but her sister said:

"Now the times have changed. Soldiers generally don't cut off people's heads, and mercenaries only need to take a picture of the body with their mobile phones. Moreover, I doubt that there is the existence of hanging. Will the people killed by Slade still have heads?"

It can be said that this answer can't help at all, and Diana is more worried.

If the death knell really committed a massacre, or that kind of headless case, if the mother asked herself to help find out who the murderer was, what should she do?

Thinking about it, she was distracted in the meeting.

"Do you think that the so-called power of the universe is a kind of power? I don't know where the so-called power of the universe is supposed to be?"

The human bat's mouth is dry. As a result, good guy, the captain of his own dark alliance is obviously wandering outside the sky.

He and Bobo are both non staff members of the dark positive association. Human bat has always been diligent and cautious because he wants to atone for his past black history.

Now wonder nvxia's blankness was misunderstood by him as his work was not done in place. He immediately felt that he should correct it.

He really wants to join the dark positive association. He has changed from biology and chemistry to study magic, but he can't be expelled.

Magic, once exposed to the mystery and grandeur behind it, is difficult to pretend not to know and easily turn around and leave.

"Oh, it's all right. Keep talking about you." Not far away, Constantine, leaning against the bookshelf, held a cigarette end in his mouth and rubbed the soles of his leather shoes against the black sputum he had just vomited: "women, there are uncomfortable days every month. Ha ha, ah, if there is no specific plan, I'm going to flash. Orangutan, please let me go to your store for a few drinks?"

Bobo is also holding some samples brought back by zhakon from etania, such as dead birds, weeds pulled by the roadside, small stones pulled out of the river, a pile of garbage or research materials.

Through the analysis of human bat, the universe is a world jointly controlled by science and technology and magic. These sundries contain special power, but there are traces of industrial pollution.

"My shop forbids you and alien Zerg from entering. This is a new rule, so get out of here."

Faced with the bitch's friendly proposal, the orangutan didn't even lift his eyelids and refused directly.

"Oh, my hairy black friend, it's really heartless, ha ha." Constantine smiled, stepped on the handmade carpet and walked towards Bobo. His face, which had not been washed for many days, was full of oil and smile: "come on, I know Ezekiel is with you, let me meet the cockroach. I want to ask him something, and I'll go when I ask."

"No way, the cockroach prophet is where I keep the death knell. It may be the backhand of some kind of plan. If it is killed or driven crazy by you, Slade, he will want to cut people. Don't come here, or I'll call Batman."

The orangutan looked up this time, but he just looked at the bitch with dead fish eyes and disdained to kiss his mouth.

Constantine's skill is not bad. Even Satan can't take him with a dead face, but greasy smiles and magic tricks are useless to orangutans.

As for the magic trick, does anyone think Constantine's approach is just to speak better?

He's hiding in his hand behind him. It's estimated that he's holding something that can be controlled. He should have stolen it from some witch doctor or Shaman when he went to get xiaoza some medicine.

"What?! you're talking about Slade? Who did he cut?"

Diana, who was lying dead on the sofa like a salted fish before, bounced up like an electric shock on the spot and asked questions with a nervous face.

When she was thinking out of her body, she suddenly heard the two key words "death knell" and "cutting people", which frightened her back.

Bobo narrowed his eyes and saw Xiao Dai's reaction. He already understood why the wonder woman was in a strange state today and why she was so excited to hear about cutting people.

Many clues were linked together, just like a flash of lightning across his mind!

Just 'Kucha'

Then he was no longer in the headquarters of the dark Union. Although he still held a dead bird, a local specialty of a different world, he was already sitting in the arms of the death knell.

Blinking a few times, the orangutan seemed to have no response. He also reached out to touch the shoulder armor of the death knell and thought with his fingers in his mouth.

Now he is flying, the oncoming wind is blowing his black hair, and the green plaid Deer Hunting Hat will be blown away.

He's really flying!

"I @#! #& *!" Maybe it's too much surprise. Bobo can't say normal words. There are only some aromatic conversations that need silencing.

The big hand fell on the monkey's head and rubbed it. The death knell put him on the flying carpet: "well, our patron saint monkey has arrived. Well, one more detective is always good for the investigation."

"An orangutan? Can you swear..."

Jesse, who sat upright behind the man, nodded calmly, as if she easily accepted this setting, because she was numb to the many surprises she saw today.

After all, there are already talking cartoon rabbits in the team. Isn't it normal to have more talking animals?

"The patron saint monkey... A ghost!" The identity of the death knell was determined through his words, but Bobo was not happy. He raised his hand and shook off the palm of the death knell. He was so angry that he jumped on the flying carpet: "I'm having a meeting there. You turned me to this ghost place for a ride without saying anything. Aren't you afraid of the transmission? Was I shitting at that time?"

"Adjutant, it's only when you're sure you haven't made any progress. Don't be angry." Su Ming smoothed the orangutan's hair for several times and calmed the monkey secretary and detective: "I'm looking for you this time to help me. I'll introduce you later?"

“No！！！”

Hearing the trading terms of the death knell, the orangutan immediately sent out a near death cry

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