Chapter 2185 (1/2)

”What does that remind you of, John?”

In the legendary magic theater, there are all kinds of old posters all over the place. Zatana and Constantine are in the hall together, exerting magic to the theater.

When the geeks with mushrooms in their heads hit the theater door or the exterior wall frantically, the bramble shield will bounce their strength back into themselves, so these guys are actually in the process of constantly beating themselves up and up.

It's one of Constantine's best magics because he's often beaten.

”What do you think of? I think about the first time I was drunk Zha Kang pinched out the cigarette end that burned so short in his mouth with his fingertips, then crushed it on the sole of his shoe and answered the question of his ex girlfriend: ”all the people I saw at that time were Beatles with mushroom hair.”

I'm so tired. I'm so tired to decorate the whole theater. Xiaozha's father Giovanni didn't do any protection work here. I'm really confident.

Go to the strange world of the three palaces to recapture the raven, so that his lung cancer has increased a lot. Now the smoke in his mouth is not fragrant, full of bloody smell.

Zatana adjusted her top hat and rolled her eyes. ”I mean hyenas. The hyenas we dealt with the year before last, remember?”

”Ah, you said that, of course.” Zha Kang took out the bottle from the pocket of his brown windbreaker and took a big mouthful of the bloody smell in his mouth: ”the wolf and orc made by voodoo in West Africa can spread the curse of beast by biting people, which is a kind of werewolf.”

”Don't you think these mushroom people are very similar to those?” Zatana walked away from the gate to the venue. The zombies outside banged on the doors and windows. The noise here was not really a place to talk: ”I think of voodoo when I see mushrooms, and then there are those bastards at midnight.”

Constantine took a sip of the wine and felt that he had done it again. He took out his cigarette case from his arms, shook it, and ejected a cigarette to light it.

He took a smart puff and spat it out.

”It's not him. He doesn't have the ability. I've already recalled that all the shaman witch doctors I know, even those old guys who live in caves in Africa all the year round and never wear underpants, can't trigger an event of this scale on a global scale.”

Zha Kang, who was talking in the smoke, had a cheap smile on his face who did not know whether he was contemptuous or malicious. His yellow teeth showed his dry lips.

The witch in fishnet stockings and tuxedo nodded in disbelief. Although she suspected that her ex boyfriend was hiding something, her mind was full of mushrooms.

Think back to those zombies whose heads turned into mushroom clumps and climbed the walls outside the theater. Strange mucus was pasted on the window glass. Although they knew they couldn't get in, their minds were inevitably affected.

The magic theater is her father's legacy.

She rubbed her face and sat down on the edge of the stage. The bright light above her head shone on her back, but she didn't feel as warm as before.

”Lai Fei Shui Jing Chun.”

With a dozen fingers, she uses a little magic to get her half bottled water from the lounge to fly over.

Before the incident broke out, she was rehearsing with the theater staff. Dozens of people depended on the theater to support their families. After the social environment of earth 0 gradually recovered, she had to return to work to support so many people.

What's more, she likes to perform on the stage, and people can't feel tired and tired when they do their favorite work.

After touching the smooth stage floor with her backhand, she recalled her father. His magic performance on the stage was wonderful. He was brilliant and full of energy.

”Bang!”