Chapter 2188

When she came to the backstage dressing room, Hally was sitting in front of the dressing table, making up her own make-up with her small make-up.

It was the kind of dresser that was popular on Broadway, with a small light bulb around the big mirror, which made her face pale.

Instead, she kept making faces and laughing and shouting in the mirror, while zatana stood speechless, loving her cosmetics.

Nothing else. It's just like drawing crayons. It's just like drawing crayons. It's Scarlet.

"Hi, ladies, may I come in?"

Su Ming leaned against the door frame and knocked on the door with one hand. In the other hand, he was shaking with two bottles of soda.

"Slade, are you through with John?" Zatana tilted her head to signal the death knell and said, "thank you for your soda, and for pointing out the loopholes in the purple light array. I really didn't find that guy was lazy in this respect."

"Straws, straws, straws..." Hally started to toss around the house with a water bottle. As a fairy, she must use a straw to drink soda.

So she ran into the closet and burrowed through the various exposed costumes of zatana.

"I think he is prepared for this. As long as he is always by your side, even if a zombie comes in, he can take you away through the mysterious house." Su Ming took a pistol from his pocket to return the bullet, pressed his hands to turn it into a metal cake, and said, "only in that case, your colleagues in the theatre will be abandoned. After all, not everyone can enter the mysterious house."

With the sound of the metal being squeezed and deformed, the knell pinched the metal cake in his hand, and then let the strangler rub two metal straws out and give it to the two girls.

Haley immediately began to drink happily, but zatana stopped talking and sighed for a long time.

He was tired of Constantine's habitual betrayal of friends, but he knew that it was the right choice. The house of mystery, like zatana's own shadow palace, was a magic stronghold in different dimensions.

Ordinary people who touch anything after entering may die suddenly, even worse than becoming a mushroom zombie.

Shadow palace is also one of her father's heritages. It's not a shrine. In fact, it's similar to Wayne house. It's a magnificent villa, but it's full of cursed magic props.

Zatana would rather stay in a hotel every day than go back there, because it feels like sleeping on a nuclear reactor. Curses and magic can make any mage's skin tingle.

After the establishment of the dark justice alliance, she transferred many high-risk magic props to the ground floor of the justice hall in the name of "making contributions to everyone", which made the shadow palace barely able to enter and sit for a while.

"I'm not surprised he thinks that. John has been like that since a long time ago." Zatana sat on one side of the chair, took off her high hat and put it aside, looking dejected.

Nothing else is that her feelings are broken and her father's death makes it difficult for her to forgive Zha Kang. Even if she wants to get along well, she always has a thorn in her heart, and he is often mean. It's really hard for her to be calm.

"It's OK. I had a good talk with him just now. He was fully aware of his mistake and told me that the source of mushroom zombie may be the ashes of withering. Now he is volunteering to rescue all living beings."

Su Ming said something against common sense, and his face was serious.

Zatana doesn't think it's right. John is not that kind of person. His most annoying thing is casting. If it's not good, the trouble that you can avoid will never be involved.

Seeing her look of disbelief and refusing to drink steam and water, the knell called out to the door.

"John, come here."

With a cigar in his hand and a little dazed in his eyes, Zha Kang came over and stood upright outside the door.

Su Ming put his arm around his neck with a smile and rubbed Zha Kang's chin with one hand: "come to tell Xiaozha, did you take the initiative to save the world just now?"

"Yes." Zha Kang's face was squeezed out a smile by the big hand of the death knell and replied very meekly.

"Well, if you know something wrong, you can correct it. That's a good classmate." Su Ming looked at zatana and said with a smile, "you see, John knows that he is wrong. Isn't it correct in place?"

"Really?" Xiaozha stood up and turned around them with soda in his hand: "but how can I feel that he is absent-minded? You're not holding a gun against him, are you? X Metal bullet? "

At this time, Hally stood up, ran past Xiaozha's side, and began to creak Zha Kang crazily. Of course, she saw what was wrong with the bitch, and thought of the means used by the death knell.

She is a psychologist. She knows all kinds of clinical manifestations of psychosis. Although some patients lose the perception of the outside world and will only be submissive, they feel that the nerve reflex of pruritus exists.

So she put in a hand at the critical moment, and Zha Kang could not stand up with a smile.

Hearing the cheap and obscene laughter, zatana did not doubt that she was forced by the death knell."Well, you said it was the ashes of the withering that caused this crisis?"

"Yes." When Zha Kang attacks under the ribs with Hally's finger, his nerve reflex makes him twist and turn like a loach.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Zatana looked at the death knell with great admiration. The man made the scum wake up and prepare to save the world.

"Well." Constantine replied.

Su Ming blinked at Hally with satisfaction and cleared her throat: "well, if I really had x-metal bullets, I wouldn't use them on him. Isn't that a scum? OK, you can take him to solve the problem of zombies. By the way, John, let's go to hell's portal and let everyone in the troupe go to the justice hall to hide first. Hally and I will go to the forgotten bar from there

The obedient Zha Kang immediately bit his finger and drew a magic array on the ground with blood. He was very obedient.

in the bright bar, jazz music reverberates leisurely among them. Of course, many of the guests here are really jazz. Britain is rich in all kinds of magicians.

A chimpanzee was sitting in front of the bar, drinking wine with no love. His detective cap was tightly grasped by his black claws and pinched into a ball.

"Ton ton ton... Ah!"

He drank a bottle of beer, and then he was in a daze at the wine cabinet, with no focus at all.

Tracy, wiping her glass with a white cloth on the inside of the bar, would look at her boss from time to time, with a look of schadenfreude on her face, and sometimes she would turn her head and laugh.

As for why...

"boss, there are customers who want wine again. People don't know where brandy is!"

With the voice of jiaodidi's words, a tall figure appears behind Bobo.

Hearing this sound, little Fu Xing felt as if she had heard the death knell. She shivered on the stool. Her fur claws also trembled violently. The empty wine bottle and the table top of the bar made a noise like Morse code.

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