Chapter 368

"Whatever you say, master night."

make complaints about orangutan detective and Diana. Tracey can't help Tucao, you are the boss here. Do you still have to pay for drinking?

Since you don't have to pay, what are the pints to emphasize.

Bobo was very unhappy to put the glass on the bar, the heavy bar made a dull sound.

"Damn it, Tracy. I told you not to call me that."

Diana pursed her lips. "She said night master

The orangutan took the glass, turned it on the bar with his fingers, lowered his head and said, "you saw that, almost in front of us. Jim gave us the back... And then he was killed by a pervert Batman with a decorative mask."

"Only he is the master of the night. I inherited his sword, his bar, and a magic dimension Maia, which is a heavy responsibility, but his name should follow him away."

As the orangutan detective said, he pulled out a sword from his coat pocket, as if it had been taken out of a different space.

Although it is called night blade, it is a shining magic sword.

"You want to protect a dimension?" Diana never knew how to maintain a magic dimension, so she felt a lot of pressure on Bobo's responsibility.

The orangutan slapped the night blade on the bar as if he had pressed down a pair of cards. He took a sip of his wine glass and frowned.

"It's not bad, actually, to drink at the place where your best friend died and to have a huge sword of duty hanging over your head."

Looking at the pain on the orangutan's face, Diana was a little impatient: "Tracy shouldn't have joked about it."

Bobo quickly covered up his grief, and he turned his attention back to the glass: "I once knew her father, Teri serting, codenamed" the devil. "He always insisted that I was not a monkey, but some comedian in a holster... Tracy was a good kid if she hadn't turned my beer into apple juice."

Punk Girl crooked her head and showed a sly smile: "that's not apple juice."

Bobo rolled his eyes and turned to Diana again. "I think about it carefully. She's a demon. Can you call the Justice League against her?"

"Ha." Diana smiles, at least forgetting that the bar hasn't changed.

"Well, let's talk about something happier, like a corpse." Bobo put on his detective cap and jumped off the stool.

You can't drink this wine. Tracy will turn all his beer into apple juice.

"Well?" Diana didn't understand the meaning of the orangutan detective for a while.

"I mean, you found a lot of witch's bodies before, right? Where are they now?"

"I informed justice alliance that logistics personnel will take the body back to the dark justice alliance headquarters underground in justice hall."

Diana gets it. Bobo wants to see the body and maybe find something.

The so-called logistics personnel are actually the former Black Hawk squadron. After they were recruited by Zhenglian, they could not be used much. Batman assigned them to deal with the aftermath.

Such as saving people from collapsed buildings, or compensating other heroes for accidental damage.

"OK, let's go. I know I'm not Sargon, the great mage you're looking for, but I'm the only one here." Bobo smoothed the hair on his face with his palm to make himself more energetic: "but I won the title of orangutan detective, not because of my handsome appearance. Let's investigate now."

"Of course, you didn't notice me all the time." The magic woman scratched her temples and pointed to the darkness behind her.

Bobo looked behind her, only to see the death knell and a disgusting man drinking...

"Damn it, Kang... No, if Constantine's magic error didn't make him grow a chest, then I must be dazzled." The orangutan detective put away the night blade on the bar. He didn't expect to see alabel here again.

"Hi, Bobo, you fluffy smart one."

Bobo covered his head. He felt a headache. It was really arabel, the demon.

She's real, and she's talking to him!

Albera can hold the upper limit of this kind of liquor when playing crazily, if there is no such power of the universe to drink.

Dark night master was always on guard against her.

As for the death knell, he recognized it was another one at a glance, and magic woman would only be willing to act with that bell.

"Go, go, get out of here with this damned devil." The orangutan opened the door to the bar, which had a shortcut to the headquarters of the dark justice alliance.

"It really hurts me, Bobo." Albera stood up, holding the wine bottle in one hand and rubbing the head of the orangutan in the other hand. He only reached her waist: "do you forget the joy we had that night? Well? "If Bobo is not black, you should be able to see a black line hanging down his head.

"Do you mean the time when you were crazy and tied me up with hell magic and fed me bananas all night? Don't make it so easily misunderstood

Albera crooked her head, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face: "I thought we were the relationship between the keeper and the pet. You are heartless!"

Bobo sighed and looked up at Diana. "Are you sure we're going to take this damned, slimy Barbie together?"

Su Ming answered this question instead of Diana. He walked to the bar from the dark: "yes, I'm sure, we're going to investigate what's wrong with Magic now. If there's no caster in the team, who will make the professional judgment?"

The orangutan detective stretched out his hand to Su Ming: "give me a cigarette, a cigar or something. The more energetic, the better."

Su Ming gave him a Wilson cigarette. He lit it and took a deep breath. He felt that he had been cheated by the death knell pit last time. He cheated him to drive the dome pole to the multiverse. As a result, he was shot by babatos when he came back.

If he didn't react fast enough, he would have turned into gorilla ash.

But the death knell is right. Except for albera, who does everything for money, they can't find a caster willing to do it.

Constantine? Not as good as her.

"Well, well, as long as you can make sure she's not close to my two meter range, we'll do it together."

Bobo made a compromise. He wanted to prove to the people in the magic world that although he was not a dark night master, he could also solve the crisis in the magic world.

"Well, if you think that two meters is a safe range for guarding against mages, I can promise you." Su Ming looked at Bobo sympathetically, put on his mask, and took the lead to the portal.

Albera licked the corner of her mouth with her tongue, and showed a big banana with the Hellfire in her hand. She nodded to Bobo with a pointed smile and kept up with the pace of the death knell.

The orangutan detective looks up to the sky and sighs. He feels very tired before he starts to act. What should he do?

I can't help it. It's already here. I can't retreat.

He went back to the bar, drank the apple juice from the glass, and quickly followed several people.

"Falk

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