Chapter 1455 (2/2)
As soon as monak heard this, he was not interested in any antimatter topics. Let's talk to Howard.
”Well, Constantine's got in touch with him? It's a magic insulated place At this time, the host system received a call from a public phone room in Gotham. The voice print analysis on the opposite side was Constantine: ”we'll talk later. I'll ask him what happened.”
”Cough... Crazy, crazy.” Zha Kang has been coughing, as if lung cancer has recurred. When talking, he can hear the same whistling sound of lung leakage: ”Donna has been captured, the laughing bat has come, Gotham has a problem, the death knell, are you listening?”
Su Ming touched his chin and connected the phone: ”do you know it's me?”
”Although it's Batman's voice answering the phone, I know he's not in the main world, so who else likes to play Batman best? It's just you. ” The voice of smoking came from the phone, and Zha Kang's voice sounded calm: ”in a word, you are sitting in the main control room. It seems that Batman has handed over the command to you, so there are some things you must know.”
”Open the door yourself, go back to the headquarters of the Dark Alliance first, and then come up for an interview. You need treatment.” Su Ming frowns, Donna is captured? what do you mean?”No, I can't die. I don't dare to use Batman's machine. Maybe there's a killing program on it.” Constantine coughed twice and said a joke: ”I know he didn't want to see me for a long time, you're all the same, so I said on the phone, and then I'm going to Maia.”
”Tut, it seems that you still remember zatana.” Su Ming makes strange noises. Zha Kang is really self-conscious.
”I put tracking magic on her and Diana, and I have to say, you are as mean as I am.” Zha Kang showed a sympathetic tone: ”now you're telling me to cheat zatana to Maia. If I don't save her, I'm afraid the magic bar won't do my business in the future. That's not good. I always like to make friends.”
”You are not making friends. You should be called tool finder or sacrifice? Let me guess. Have you sold the swamp monster
If the swamp monster is still there, Constantine should not be afraid to return to the justice hall. For a long time, he has not heard the low voice of the swamp monster's interposition from the phone. It is no doubt that he was also killed by zhacong.
After all, the swamp monster is the spokesman of the green of all things, but it will take a long time to revive, at least until the green of all things recovers.
”How can you sell it? I told him in advance of the danger. He volunteered. He was a hero Constantine didn't deny it. Well, the swamp was really out of the field for a while. He had only a part of the marsh root in his hand, and he had not had time to plant it.
”Come on, stop talking nonsense. I'm in a tight time. Let's talk about it. I'll listen to it.”
So Constantine told the whole story from beginning to end, from summoning the three palaces to Naboo, to Donna being captured by the laughing Gordon.
Su Ming really admired him after listening to his story, which he was not ashamed of but proud of. He also dared to use such an immoral plan. It was really a cow's beer.
”I know, the grinning bat should be going to break hands with Luther. Donna should not have any problems in a short time. Now I'll screen out who has not been out of the field and lost contact, so I'll probably know what line-up Franz has made.”
Su Ming sighs and tells the assistant commander to hang and kill. The host computer starts to screen his own list:
”you stay in Gotham and give Bain some trouble. I'll send someone to support you. And Maia, I'll take care of it and get rid of the Lord of order and Cecilia. By the way, you can pass me a message to the wheat. I'll come to her later. You have to make her willing to help
”She will. Now we are all in the same boat. I will help her analyze the advantages and disadvantages and let her make a wise choice... The rest is up to you. It's really not possible. You can try the beauty trick. Wheat likes rough men. If you can screw her head off, she will love you.”
”Get out of here.” Su Ming's reply was also direct.
Constantine was hung up, shook his windbreaker collar and walked out of the phone booth. Gotham's sour evening wind poured into his collar. He shrunk his neck and gave a cold shiver. He took a deep, comfortable cigarette in the dark lane.
He lost his responsibility as planned, and now he feels relaxed, even breathing freely.