Chapter 445: fanaticism
Is Superman stupid? Not at all, no matter what the death knell intends to do, he will stop it.
He immediately hooked the death knell's neck with his backhand.
Okay, now both of them can't move, and those people are running away, time is on his side.
As long as a stalemate for tens of seconds, it is enough for these people to run away.
With his knowledge of the death knell, it is impossible for a mercenary to go through the town to find and kill everyone without benefit.
But Su Ming’s methods were not something he could guess by common sense.
Two people hugging each other stood where they were, and they saw countless fireballs suddenly appearing behind them, one at a time, and all the protesters were beaten to fly ash.
slogans insulting Zhenglian also fell to the ground, slowly burning in the flames.
Clark's eyes were about to pop out, he couldn't understand what was going on at all.
Superman’s knowledge of magic is almost zero, and Su Ming naturally wouldn’t explain it to him. Even Batman didn’t know the conditions of his secret talks with Reversal.
Is the big fireball that Su Ming bought from the upside down really a display?
It's not. After integrating the ‘pull eye’ onto the helmet’s eyepiece, he can see many things under the sun, and his extraordinary brain allows him to process hundreds of targets at the same time.
Ask the upside-down man to use fireball, and let it bypass itself and cast spells on the target, isn't it just to form a combo skill?
With such a match, even if Su Ming sees Luther taking his friends to drink coffee in the North Pole now, he can still mark the target, turning people upside down and sending them to the sky with a bunch of big fireballs that appear across space.
Su Ming can obtain any spell from the Reversal Man, even if he didn't, the Reversal Man can create it. It is magic itself.
What kind of Ma Yinglong's sour arrow, Goodbye's high-five hands, are all fine, but Su Ming still chose Fireball.
Kill enemies, destroy corpses, forge accidents...in an instant, the big fireball is the hero of the plastic energy system.
what? You said the death knell killed someone? Hu said that it was the natural gas pipeline that exploded in that man's house, and he'just happened' to be the death knell's target.
Sometimes it is necessary to leave evidence to get a commission.
But sometimes, you have to do things quietly, so that everything looks like an accident.
This is the case now.
"Look, this is a scourge! God is on my side, and he cast down an angry flame!"
Su Ming immediately turned on his acting skills, and talked enthusiastically to Superman, sputtering stars and splashing around, as if he had rabies.
If you want to be fanatical, you can be fanatical, just like if you want to say that God is not good, I will kill your whole family.
Anyway, in Europe and the United States, God can recite any pot. You can disbelieve it, but you can’t speak out and question other people’s beliefs.
Superman felt a toothache for the first time. He always felt that it had something to do with the death knell.
But as he said before, there is no evidence...
The death knell held him firmly together. He didn't even utter any spells or gestures. Those people were burned to death by the fire.
The flames and floods have always represented the wrath of God, which is almost common sense in the Bible.
Superman is lost...
This is the first time he wanted to save someone, but he didn't save it. He didn't know what to do...
"Let go of me! I'm going to church and pray to God!"
Su Ming let go of Superman, and patted Superman's arm, asking him to remove the strong arm that was on Su Ming's neck.
want to hug your own wife.
Superman sighed slowly, his expression was full of pain, and his voice was full of trembling: "You killed them."
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have one, but I have a witness." Su Ming turned his head to let him look behind him: "Halley and Ivy have seen it. I have been standing with you. God killed those people."
Hallie jumped down the gangway, and her little head kept tapping: "Yes, Superman, you can't do it if you want to plant a spoil, haha, unless...you give me something, I can do false proof ."
Superman released his hand, he heard everything Halle said, he didn't need any false testimony, and he wouldn't bribe witnesses.
The things in front of him cannot be understood, but he has no time to entangle with the death knell. There are more people in the world who need rescue.
It's just that the recent world has made him feel strange.
Superman sighed and flew away.
Su Ming buttoned his helmet and let out a chuckle.
achieved the goal by himself without leaving the slightest evidence, and deterred everyone else.
If there are any more Luthor spies, they should weigh them before they act.
As for whether they are spies, who cares? In the current situation of the earth, there are mistakes, but they have not been spared. Su Ming believes in his own reasoning more than the results of investigation.
He walked towards Bobo on the edge of the playground, where the orangutan had been watching for a while.
"Go to church and pray?"
Bobo dropped the cigarette **** in his mouth and asked Su Ming with a strange expression.
Others don’t know what’s going on, can Bobo still not understand? He had long wondered about the death knell becoming the agent of the upside down.
But he just didn't talk about it. After today, he plans to rot in his stomach.
He is a bar owner, and his clients are all sorcerers, and the death knell is now an agent of the concept of magic. This is such a powerful force that I think about it, I feel that all black hair is erected.
If Batman knew what ‘magic’ means, he would definitely not sleep.
Su Ming shook hands with him and uttered a weird laugh: "Yes, devout believers need his church... Then, Master Bishop, is there still the blood of God in your church? Drinking it can make people dizzy. The dizzy kind?"
Bobo shook his head amusingly, the death knell even played God's jokes, he was completely unscrupulous.
But now God is really gone.
"Well, although the yellow and black stray lambs are rare, anyone who has money can drink the blood of God, come with me."
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He took the three of them to turn left and right, walked into the alley, and after pushing open an inconspicuous door, they came to the Forgotten Bar again.
Recently, I came here too often, so Su Ming wanted to use it as a base.
But given that there is Circe in Luther’s camp, it’s not really safe here. The woman has lived several thousand years, but she knows many ways to the Forgotten Bar.
If it's just to avoid the flood, all magic planes are fine.
But at this time, I already knew that Luther and the others were behind it. The Forgotten Bar, Maya, Reimburse, Dreamland, and Hell are not safe.
There is only ‘death’ for the national security of the dead.
But the task that death entrusted to Su Ming, now there is no progress at all, Su Ming can't explain to her, naturally, he will not go to her.
Face can't live.
"Oh! It's Harley Quinn! Really Harley!"
As soon as she entered the door, Tracy screamed, and she ran back to the room behind the bar.
Su Ming looked at Hallie with some confusion, but Hallie didn't know why.
She has never met with the magic world. This is definitely her first time here, and she doesn't know this little girl either.
But it's possible that Hallie killed her parents before.
So Halle just smiled, resting on Ivy's body as if she had no bones.
But soon Tracy ran out and took out a big box from the room. Inside it was a large picture of Halle and various surroundings.
What Harley Quinn shook his head doll, Harley Quinn’s dress-up doll, Dr. Quezel’s snow globe, and a 1:1 solid wood sledgehammer, and several sets of Harley’s uniforms and tights from various periods.
The corners of Su Ming's mouth twitched, it turns out that Gothic girl Tracey is actually Hallie's little girl?
Although Halle does have the potential of a girl idol...
Maverick, reckless, and daring to love and hate, it is understandable for rebellious girls to use her as an idol.
But who made Halle around?
Her current red and white T-shirt and sequined shorts are really good-looking, but not everyone can wear it.
Deadpool also has a lot of fans. He has sold his own peripherals, and even when his hands are tight, he will sell his ‘original uniform’.
Once he found out that his uniform was bought by an avid fan from the Internet, and this fan bought 300 of his old uniforms, so he went to the fan’s house to make friends.
It turned out that his fan was a fat man weighing more than 300 kilograms. He claimed that he had not taken a bath in 30 years and hated bathing more than Deadpool.
He warmly welcomed Deadpool, hugged him, and said that Deadpool was his idol.
The fatty meat overflowed from the old bullet holes in the uniform like a sausage. There were still many black hairs on the skin, and the fleas and bugs on his body instantly made a dead waiter's face.
Then Deadpool vomited...
"Harry, can you sign me? I have always liked you!"
Tracey put the big box in front of Hallie.
Halle looked at the Plant Girl and raised her chin as if showing off.
She took out a photo of herself from the box. It was what she looked like when she was in Gotham. She looked very young in an old red and black uniform.
Of course, it was a pose. She remembered that this was a crime and she found a reporter when she fled the scene, so she specially stayed and posed for the reporter to take the photo.
Just because of taking pictures, she was caught by Batman.
But Halle is very satisfied with Tracy's collection, because there are only her related items and no clowns.
Tracey is her true love fan, not those so-called CP fans.
"Of course, cute, I can sign for you~www.NovelMTL.com~ But can you give me the hammer? I need a handy weapon to save the world."
Halle graciously picked up the signature pen, began to sign on the photo, leaving a lip print, and at the same time smiled and pointed to the sledgehammer.
A wooden hammer, stained with blood on it, but much better than her current reinforced concrete block.
"Ah, of course, this is your weapon."
Tracey handed the hammer directly to Hallie, and her eyes were filled with the excitement of seeing the idol.
Don't say that Halle wants a hammer, she wants her life, she gives it all, it's so fanatical.
Halle was obviously frightened by the other party's enthusiasm. She didn't have such a fanatical fan in her own Halle gang. She laughed awkwardly and took the hammer.
"Really, this is my'Dorothy', oh my god, I can still see her, what..."
Harry held the hammer to recognize it, and quickly kissed the hammer happily.
"Wait, you named your hammer "Dorothy"?" Su Ming spit on the side and gave the weapon a anthropomorphic name. Is this a sign of mental illness?
If Su Ming called his Great Sword of Night Tom and the Godkiller named Jerry, Batman would definitely think he was crazy.
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