Chapter 87

As soon as Barry heard that it was London, the expression on his face was even more strange. As a member of the United Front, he certainly knew where and where.

It was as if he had encountered difficulties in the toilet and let out a long "um - ah", and finally he took Su Ming to run.

Su Ming felt that his pace was much slower, and seemed to be hesitant. Even the sand raised behind him was not so high. He could only comfort Barry first.

"Relax, you're my partner. If that guy wants to pit us, I'll put the bullet into his" buddy. "

"Well, no, it's better not... Everybody's position is the same, I don't want bloodshed." Barry came back and started running.

"Of course, it's just a joke, because I'm not the first one to think so, and he definitely invented mantras to deal with this idea, such as" little partner "protection mantra," egg armor protection mantra "and so on."

"Do you know what happens when you run with God's speed? Don't tell jokes when I'm running wild Barry's face was blue under his hood, and he tried to keep his face from laughing.

Su Ming quickly raised his hand to surrender, afraid that Barry would be thrown into the power of speed if he was too weak to smile.

"Well, I won't tell jokes when you're running in the future, but I have a younger brother, a half brother, who may get along well with you."

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London.

This city, once a symbol of capitalism, now stands for the twilight of the Empire. At this time, the time here is late at night, and everywhere is quiet and unpopular.

Babatos's invasion site is in the United States, so Britain, which is far away from the Atlantic Ocean, is safe for the time being. But everyone saw the tragedy on TV or on the Internet. After the initial wave of escape and panic, the remaining Londoners chose to stay at home for the rest of their lives.

I don't know if, like when the Titanic sank, old gentlemen would die wearing stiff dresses and listening to classical music.

The street is not disordered. Su Ming can see the police on duty at the intersection not far away. But seeing his dejected appearance, he must be in a bad mood.

They were standing by an old street with no light around. Although Barry knew who suming was looking for, he didn't know the exact location. However, Su Ming had an idea. He immediately walked to the roadside, where there was a red telephone booth, bathed in the light of street lamps.

The warm yellow light sprinkles like hot water, forming a large circle on the ground, and the telephone booth is in the middle of the spot, which is particularly conspicuous.

Its four sides are lattice windows, the whole piece of glass is divided into hundreds of small lattices by wooden window grating, and there is a small crown shaped hollow out above the light box with the word "telephone" written on the top.

Su Ming strode to open the door and went in. There was a smell of urine and cigarettes in the narrow space. He picked up the phone book and began to search for information on it, searching for the key words "dark Master" and "Exorcist.".

In Britain and the United States, the public telephone directory is also known as the yellow page, which not only has the more commonly used telephone numbers, but also has some very insignificant small advertisements, just like the telephone poles of the Chinese dynasty.

As a magician, Constantine didn't like to advertise on the Internet because it couldn't be influenced by magic.

Unlike on this simple yellow page, if you just slip into the printing house in the middle of the night to put a little magic, his advertisements will appear in tens of thousands of telephone booths all over London for free, and many companies and enterprises will also get yellow pages.

Yes, Constantine is short of money. Although it is all for employment, his life is far worse than the death knell. The funeral bell serves high-income people, and his customers are mostly people who are driven to death by dirty things.

"Well, have some quick power." Su Ming reminds Barry.

Barry sighed helplessly. If you need to be in a hurry, don't be so active in getting into the phone booth and just let him look for it?

Nevertheless, he still put his hand on Su Ming's shoulder. He felt that Slade in this strange world had definitely become a speeder, and there was no obstacle to the circulation of God's quick power between the two.

"Shua..." only heard the dense sound of wood. Su Ming closed the book: "yes, do you have 30 pence?"

"Eh... Pence? 50 US branch? I can go home and get it. "

"Forget it, it's better to make money by yourself if you have that strength." Su Ming shook his head, took out the muffler from his waist and screwed it to his pistol.

Then, he fired at the phone, and all kinds of silver and white coins poured out. It felt like a slot machine in Las Vegas. He bent down to pick out a few pieces and put them in his belt: "OK, find a phone booth."

Barry looked at the police not far away and felt guilty. Su Ming's action vividly explained the mercenary's mental process of "shooting for money" - that is, he didn't think about anything, it was purely instinctive reaction.Before the police found out, Barry and suming quickly found another phone booth, he decided to wait until the end of the matter to compensate the city of London for the loss.

Su Ming took off his helmet, took a breath of London's haze, put the coin into the phone, and dialed the phone he had written down before.

"Toot... Toot... Toot" is the waiting tone. It takes about ten seconds before it is picked up: "hello?"

"Constantine? I need your help. " Su Ming said directly.

"No, but I can give you some advice. Buy more wine and cure all kinds of diseases. Bye." A rambling voice answered him, and there was no knowing where it was, buzzing like a fly on the microphone.

"Ten thousand dollars." Su Ming looks at the street without expression.

"Well? where are you? I'll take the job Constantine immediately agreed. Su Ming felt as if he heard the sound of the electric current falling into the microphone.

"If you don't know where I am, you're not good at it. Don't talk about business." Su Ming also wants to answer, but he and Barry are not Londoners, who knows where this is.

There was a wheezing voice on the opposite side of the phone, and a moment later, there was a crisp lighter flip: "you're cruel, I'm coming."

Su Ming hung up the phone directly, walked out of the phone booth, leaned against the wall of the nearby building, put on his helmet again and waited.

A moment later, the dark shop door beside him suddenly glowed and opened, and a man in a brown windbreaker with a cigarette in his mouth came out.

He saw Barry standing on the side of the road. He immediately kneaded his head and pinched his eyes: "wait, what do I see? How can a member of the Justice League come to London to find me, a marginal man

Barry held up his hand and made a gesture of invitation to make him look back.

Before Constantine could react, he felt a thick arm around his neck and his back against the thick armor.

"Haven't you learned to look behind the door after so many blows?"

A deep voice came from my ear.

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