Chapter 3279

At this time, the forgetting bar is still busy. Today is another normal business day. Many witches come and go, leaving Bobo busy.

To tell the truth, he misses the help of the three female gorilla waiters. Of course, he just misses their labor force, not their strong body.

"Tracy! Go to the basement and carry the beer barrel!"

The orangutan took his sleeve and desperately collected money. He opened his mouth and asked the bartender sister to do manual work. His back teeth were exposed in the air, revealing the ugly face of the capitalist.

The girl dressed like a bad girl threw the rag on her shoulder on the bar. After staring at her boss, she whispered and went to the basement:

"God, please tell me how long is the normal life span of orangutans? Or what is the probability of accident of wild animals?"

Super soldiers have super hearing. Diana, who is drinking at the bar, heard it. She showed an expression of wanting to laugh, but held it back.

She and Donna are very low-key. The brown hooded cloak covers their beautiful figure and Amazon armor, but if people see zatana around them, it is easy to guess their identity.

Another mistake is that their robes can't cover their feet. Who is a serious witch wearing Greek style bandage sandals?

But low-key drinking in the bar is different from going on a mission in the name of dark positive association. Many smart wizards see through their identity, but they just continue to drink and chat.

"Haven't you thought about hiring more people?"

Donna, huddled on the bar, holding a large glass filled with dangling golden beer, asked the orangutan detective curiously.

After a series of changes in the magic world, the business of forgetting bar has changed a lot. Some people even come here to see the blood left when Jim was killed by the laughing bat.

In fact, there was no blood. The Robin hound ate him and licked the blood. When the dark night master was buried, he could only bury a suit of clothes.

But this does not prevent many mages from taking this place as a "net red punch in place".

For these people, Bobo doesn't know what to do. People come here to spend money, but also to pay tribute to and commemorate Jim. But how many strange witches are sincere?

It's estimated that none of them. People are driven by curiosity.

But... It feels good to collect a lot of money. The sound of the cash register is really nice!

Forgetting the bar is the legacy of the dark night master. He entrusted it to himself, so Bobo feels that running a good bar is the greatest comfort to his friends.

If the bar goes out of business, wouldn't everything be in vain?

Jim used to like to stand behind the bar and chat with the guests with a smile.

So after listening to Donna's question, little Fuchsia rolled her eyes and answered without thinking:

"Don't hire people, hire people without money? The table needs to be repaired frequently, the bar needs to be waxed, and food and drink always need to be purchased. How can I have spare money to hire more people? When I die, this bar will be inherited by Tracy. If there are more people, I will inevitably think who is the right successor. It's just asking for trouble."

"You shouldn't have sent three free helpers away. In fact, they are very cute." Donna scratched her hair and looked puzzled: "as a result, they are now invited by Batman and become your competitors."

The orangutan detective was unmoved. While collecting the money, he took time to point to his nose:

"What competition can there be between the cafe and my bar? Besides, I can't understand the so-called loveliness of your Amazon. It's like Diana thinks the Leopard Woman is very cute. My God, where's the crazy Tigress? Don't forget that she killed Poseidon."

Wonder woman shook her head slightly. She stroked her hair, lowered her head and drank. She whispered:

"Barbara is not a villain. She helped me integrate into modern society. She taught me to drive, call and use the toilet. She became crazy because she was affected by the bast dagger. She was essentially the same as the people controlled by voodoo..."

Donna nodded suddenly and interrupted, "I thought you didn't want to kill her because she has sharp ears, yellow hair and a big fluffy tail."

Diana looked at her sister silently. Is she the kind of person who doesn't distinguish right from wrong? Although those factors account for one percent.

"But now she also has the explosive speed of divine speed, fingernails covered with tears of death, teeth sharper than vampires, and a heart that wants to break you into pieces." zatana, who leaned against the bar and looked at the lively scene in the bar, turned her back and turned her white eyes to add these: "Seriously, Xiao Dai, you're like those freaks who like to keep strange pets."

"She is my teacher and my sister. One day I will help her get rid of that curse and let her return to normal. No matter what you say, I have my way of doing things." Diana doesn't intend to listen to zatana, because her best friend always makes wrong decisions.

"All of you in the Justice League are sick." Xiao Zha rolled his eyes and vomited a breath of wine.

Seeing that the two women seemed to be quarreling, Bobo clapped his hands quickly. He filled the glasses for the three and turned off the topic:

"Speaking of the past few days, haven't you heard from Constantine?"

"It's none of my business where he died," zatana said, raising her glass to cover her face, or others will see her expression.

"Still lost contact, no one in the magic world has received his news." after all, Diana is the leader of the dark positive alliance. Although she doesn't like zakang very much, after all, he is one of the strongest wizards on earth. Any power is useful in the face of dakside's threat: "Even if he can't return, at least he should try to send some information back, but so far he hasn't."

The jazz music in the bar still floated out of the jukebox. The drops of water on the bar reflected the warm light. The orangutan detective sighed and raised his hand to tidy up his black hair:

"Is the death knell back? If he's here, how about asking him to take us to Lucifer?"

This is Bobo's way, others may not know, but Lucifer should have the ability to go beyond pluralism, and will not be killed by Constantine.

But if the death knell is not there, they can't deal with the former Satan because they can't get the right chips.

Diana still remembers that Su Ming once told no one to save slag Kang, and whoever goes will die.

But now the Justice League is preparing for the "real dakside" and is in urgent need of information about diversity

Just when she hesitated, suddenly a figure stained with blood rushed in from the door and stumbled on the bar.

The man called for help in the same voice as a seriously ill man:

"Bobo, help me, something big has happened!"

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