The Death Knell

From a certain perspective, Su Ming's goal was achieved.

Batman sent a new contract, and Damian was fooled by him, and the revised anti-Batman plan went smoothly.

Cindy and the Legend Team are still lurking in secret, waiting for the signal, and preparations are in progress.

But facing the Laughing Bat, he had to let go of the immediate matters first. He was not 100% sure that he would be able to win in the future.

The Laughing Bat just wants to win, he wants nothing else. People with no desires are the hardest to deal with, and the only thing he wants, the earth cannot pay for.

Damian took a few photos of the monster's head, then threw it away and pulled on his gloves.

"what can we do?"

"Batman left you with me, do you understand what that means?" Su Ming took a puff of cigarette and blew it out from his nostrils.

"I understand." Damian replied calmly.

Su Ming shook his head, smacked his lips, and blew out a little smoke foam to the side:

"No, you don't understand yet."

Billy Wu and Emiko looked at each other, the fat man frowned and shook his head slightly, but Emiko ignored him, lowered her head and continued to pound the monster's belly.

Milly floated out of the monster's belly, holding several arrows with black metal arrows in her hands.

"Here you go, Red Arrow, that...what are they talking about, why can't I understand it?"

Emiko took the arrow, inspected it completely and inserted it back into the quiver. She patted her knees and stood up: "Damian is difficult to understand, but no one has ever understood Deathstroke."

Millie tilted her head, showing a confused look. Her eyes were filled with purple magic aura, as if she was thinking, but Emiko had already turned her head to look out the window and no longer explained.

Damian and Su Ming were still looking at each other. He didn't care what his teammates said, he just watched Deathstroke's movements. Gradually, his eyes fell on the badge on the opponent's chest.

Bloody red smiley face.

"I really don't understand, please teach me."

He buttoned up his hood and hid his injured arm under his cloak.

Su Ming took a deep breath, and the cigarette burned quickly. Then he exhaled a puff of thick smoke, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stretched out his hand toward the air in front of him.

"Now you understand, come with me." Deathstroke's mask once again covered his face, and his red one eye lit up again. He spoke to the non-existent person: "Portal, Oblivion Bar."

A purple portal opened instantly, like a wriggling intestinal wall or cavity in some monster's body, and he strode in first.

Dami looked at his teammates. Everyone was waiting for his order. He nodded: "Teen Titans, follow."

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The warm orange light suddenly came on, and the oppressed upside-down feeling instantly receded. Several people swayed slightly, and finally stood on the wooden floor.

Not far away, there was a girl wearing a Gothic-style skirt, kneeling on the floor and mopping the floor, looking at everyone helplessly.

A chimpanzee wearing a three-piece plaid suit was lying on a round table with his eyes closed and feebly patting his belly.

The armor of the icon instantly melted and turned into a black suit on Su Ming's body. He walked over and knocked on the table.

"Dong dong..." The aged solid wood desktop made a thick sound.

Bobo opened his eyes, wiped his face, turned over and sat up: "You are back, how is the situation now? The orangutan, I am going to starve to death."

His words and actions made the Teen Titans start whispering, and even Rice and Red Arrow looked at him curiously.

The orangutan actually spoke!

"There is plenty of alcohol here, which can provide energy to the body. You will not die so easily."

Su Ming sat calmly at the table. He seemed to have forgotten to call Bobo after the world was overwritten.

But there's nothing he can do about it, he doesn't have a cell phone, and the cell phone that Batman installed for monitoring is probably still in the belly of a Venus flytrap.

"Okay, but if you knew that I would vomit all over you if I stood on my head now, you would definitely not say that." Bobo's face was dark, and he had always been dark.

After being hungry all night, his stomach was full of alcohol because he didn't know when the outside would return to normal, and it took time for alcohol to be decomposed and absorbed in the intestines.

"Don't talk about that. Let's gather together with the Shadow Pact first. We're in trouble again."

Bobo took off his detective hat, held it in his hand and fanned it: "What's going on?"

Su Ming snapped his fingers, ordered a drink from the magic wine cabinet, and took the floating cup: "Old problem, the Dark Multiverse."

The gorilla was silent for a moment, looked at the Teen Titans, and then looked down at his hands.

"Is that monster back?"

"Not sure yet, we just found his pet, but for insurance, I need a space outside the main world as a base."

Su Ming took a sip of wine, moistened his lips, and sighed comfortably.

Bobo stroked the fur on his head while thinking: "But the Forgotten Bar is not safe, and you know it."

"Yes, my goal is not here. I'm just here to assemble a team of mages and take you out of here." Su Ming looked at Tracy who was mopping the floor. The little girl was still cleaning up the humanoid black marks on the floor: "Stop it and go pack your things."

Bobo held Su Ming's hand and shook his head firmly:

"Take her away. I won't leave. Jim handed the bar over to me. I won't allow that filthy perverted bastard to step in here for the second time!"

Su Ming looked at him, and the orangutan looked at him without fear. There was sadness, anger, and something inexplicable in his eyes.

Su Ming couldn't let Bobo die.

"Are you acting like a tough guy with me? Okay! If you fall into the hands of Kuangxiao and you might leak information, why don't I kill you first. I usually have three death methods for killing people. Do you choose euthanasia, tragic death, or death? Warped?"

The topic was originally very dark, and Bobo was originally very serious, but after hearing these words, he could no longer be serious.

The orangutan had a 'You're kidding me' expression on his face, as if he was helpless at Su Ming's cold joke, but Deathstroke just slowly wiped his temples with his hand.

"Is this also an option?"

"Think of it as a free gift to your teammates. I recommend you choose the death package. That one will give you a chance to regret it when you wail in pain."

Su Ming smiled and nodded. The God Killer suddenly appeared in his hand, and the original scimitar became more and more round, becoming more and more like some kind of kitchen utensil.

"Don't, don't, don't knock me."

Bobo stretched his legs angrily and slumped down on the table: "I rely on my brain to make a living, and I'm not even an Amazon. I can't stand your torture."

"Assemble the team, time is running out."

Su Ming gently combed the orangutan's hair with a pan, then pulled the detective hat out of his black paws and put it on the orangutan's head.

Bobo jumped off the table and staggered towards the phone.

He looked up at the ceiling and sighed. He had never felt that the light was so dazzling.

But Deathstroke is no joke. He doesn't want to die in vain at the hands of his own people. What a deal! So he had no choice but to obey the orders.

Damian walked to the round table, looked at Su Ming's wine glass, and then looked at his face without saying a word.

Su Ming slid the wine glass in front of him: "Drink."

"You know I'm underage." Damian remained motionless, letting the liquid level of the drink sway.

"I know, I just think it would be an injustice if you never drank before you died." Su Ming glanced at him indifferently.

Damian finally smiled and reached for the wine glass.

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