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Chapter 627:You Gotta Have Credit in the Underworld

Cersei’s face was dark again, as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Not metaphor and description, but really like the black bottom of the pot.

This is her dark magic power, completely obvious, is about to completely erupt.

"Oh, it feels good."

White night "power is not there, the realm is still there", and it is face to face.

Of course, you can feel the power of Cerssie.

This force is still good, very valuable, into the eyes of the white night.

“Go to death—”

Cersei spoke, to show almost the same trick, to bombard the scum man in front of her to scum.

“Wait!”

White Nights held out Elcon’s hand and said, “Let’s make a deal!”

“...”

Cersei's surging breath, quickly dissolves, like snowflakes in the sun, "deal?"

"I'm interested in your power, dark magic."The night said, “We—”

“Fuck off!I want to kill you!”

Cersei roared, refused the deal, said nothing, and a dark magic bombarded the past.

However, the big move of saving power just now is still a little worse.

After all, it was anger, in a hurry.

The dark magic bombarded in the white night, like a mud cow into the sea, not even half of the ripples.

Cersei showed a moment of disaring, and then her face raised a look of horror.

The idea of what pets do not pet is left behind in an instant.

The first time I saw Iron Man, I thought it was a human being, flying at a high altitude, and only as a "human" with extraordinary power.

It’s not really being treated like a Justice League giant.

And now superheroes are just dying.

Even Diana was robbed of her own equipment, and her heart could not help but be despised.

Completely forget that the strength of the other party may be extremely strong, completely more than themselves.

Susie suddenly realized that she had made a mistake and wanted to escape.

"Girl, please stay, you can't refuse this deal."

Just turned around, too late to fly out ten meters away, Cersei heard the sound of Iron Man White Night behind her back.

A great power that makes people completely unable to produce a rebellious heart comes down.

She forced her to turn around again, facing the white night.

“What are you going to trade?”Cersei asked hardly.

“What do you say?”The white night smiled and said, "Nature is the dark magic that has just been said."

Cersei’s thoughts kept turning.

The dark magic she wanted to master, and that was certainly not good news.

In the midst of the world, only power has a foundation.

Trade the dark magic out, she's still a bullshit!

But if you don’t trade out, you’re going to die now.

In addition, there is no way to refuse the transaction.

At least, Cersei is not able to find what gap under this great power, to find what gap, to a "death not trading" move.

Thinking is just habitual, thinking more, and it has no effect.

It cannot change the ending.

“Don’t worry.”

Cerssie's face struggled, and heard the white night say, "I am not the kind of person who plunders, but a businessman who is a righteous man, and says that it is a transaction, it is a transaction, not a seizure."

“Fighting anything, there’s no technical content!”

It is indistinguishable that the actions you have just done and the seizure are no different.

Hearing the words of the white night, Cersei's heart will inevitably relax.

There is something to gain, make up a little, at least the blood is not strong.

They don’t know what “remuneration” they can pay.

It was the combat armor she had learned that could be worn by ordinary people.

At least some fighting power.

Thinking so, Cersei saw that the white night in front of her to take out a five-cent coin, as if she was afraid of her not being able to recognize it, and dangling in front of her eyes.

Hands into her hand.

Cersei looked at the coin in her hand and at the white night.

The wtf?

"Come, I'll trade your dark magic power with these five cents."White Night held out her hand to the sluggish serise.

The power was quickly lost, and in the white night the hand gathered into a dark ball, which was his income to the trading cabinet.

Susie's face had not yet gone away.

The body appeared in free fall, fell straight, and fell hard to the ground.

A pool of red blood and bodies.

Oh, they’ve always been trading at high altitudes.

The night slowly flew to the top of another building.

Thinking about it, pull out a chaise longue from the trading cabinet, put it on the edge of the building, and lie down.

Take out a rod, the hook does not even have a bait, casually placed at hand, let the hook fall.

The wind blows.

A pair of "Ginger Taigong fishing, wish hook" appearance.

Now White Night is a "fisherman", and the villain who is "invited to come" is all fish.

The fisherman didn’t wait long.

A red light from far and near, and when it was close to the city, it suddenly disappeared.

After a few seconds, the fishing rod placed next to it in the white night was broken.

There was some strange current flashing in front of me in the middle of the sky, the blurred red light reappeared, and a person appeared in front of the white night.

This is a man in a blood-red suit with a bat logo on his chest.

The Red Death!

Its head was completely wrapped in a helmet, and a pair of cold dark red eyes looked at the white night lying on the recliner.

“Is this the white night of the merchant who controls the trading cabinet?”

The Red Death is in the heart.

Although it was not possible to get relevant information from several giants of the Justice League.

But the Dark Knight got a lot of relevant information from the penguins who had joined the trading cabinet.

There are many strong traders, but the owner himself is a man very similar to Batman.

Relying on their own wisdom (small wisdom), and a variety of special equipment to fight.

It is not a complete human being in itself.

At least a dozen street villains have no problem, and a punch in the wall is not a big hole.

The power, the Superman of the Justice League, the Sea King, and others, is naturally far worse.

However, once you give the other party a chance and are ready to fight, you will be a very difficult opponent who is not inferior to Superman.

As Batman’s Red Death, that’s clear.

Once upon a time, he was such a person.

The “second kill” is used.

Now integrated with the Flash, although the subject is still his "Bruce Wayne".

But Barry Allen’s “whispering” often influences his thinking.

He is no longer the strategic master who can calmly face all situations.

Fortunately, there is a speed to make up, and it is just not able to calm down and think, rather than becoming a reckless man.

Red Death is very confident in himself.

If you come here, you will see the appearance of a "fisher" in the white night.

He ran through every corner of the city in the first place.

The possibility of setting a trap by the other party is ruled out.

At the same time find the group of hidden heroes and move them to another corner of the city.

He became his hostage.

Finally, I came to this somewhat mysterious trading cabinet.

He broke his fishing rod.

Why do this?

The red death god is also unclear, probably again Barry Allen talking in the mind, causing the "temperative aftereffects".

This red death did not capture the speed of the Flash.

But it really is with Barry Allen, which is to say that this goods are actually the spiritual schism of the standard.

What unusual actions?

It must have been the fault of the Flash.

Think of it this way, in your heart.

“The Dealer?We've been waiting for you for a long time."The Red Death looked at the white night and spoke.

“Hmm.”

The white night is still a lazy look, raise the eyelids to look at the red death, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The Red Death looked at each other without fear and asked, “You don’t want to know, what are we looking for you for?”

“Oh?”

White Night looked at the red death and laughed, "I don't want to."

“It’s funny.”The Red Death said.

“What’s ‘interesting’ about this?”

White Night said, "When you are fishing, you will think, is the fish hook careful or can't withstand temptation?As long as the fish is good enough.”

“...”

The Red Death did not speak.

The groaning voice of the mind seemed to suddenly rise, almost replacing the sound around.

It seems that Barry Allen is denouncing the superhero of the "parallel world", and this is more like an villain.

“Shut up!“Barry!”

The Red Death roared, and the sound of his mind weakened a little.

He re-looking at the white night: "You are right, as long as your goods, I need enough."At least that's what the Laughing Man told me."

The Dark Knight is indeed a laughing bat to come into this world.

In line with the "plain principle" that the antagonist must engage in things.

They did not hesitate to destroy the justice union of the world and destroy the original order.

In addition, the laughing man of bats also introduced them to the existence of the merchant's white night.

Tell them that he has many of God’s goods, and may be able to fulfill their hearts.

And what the laughing man to do, to be honest, the red death is not clear.

Perhaps just like the Red Death, I am interested in trading goods.

There may also be other plans.

Who knows?

In any case, the red death god is only casually mentioned, and the white night a little "smart fight" a little.

If you ask for something from each other, it’s easy.

It is a pity that the white night looks like a desireless appearance - if there is something, the thing they ask for is that they are the Dark Knights themselves.

Therefore, the Red Death intends to use the "hostage big-law".

Force the owner of the transaction to come up with his own goods.

In the past, Batman's time was that he went to save people and follow the rhythm of the villains.

Although all the final victory, in retrospect, it still felt bad.

Now at last the serf turned and sang.

Taking the heroes as hostages, the Red Death has not been ashamed, but has a very happy feeling.

The shame of the heart is all Barry Allen's "residue soul", not worth mentioning.

“White Nights—” The Red Death spoke.

“Let’s make a deal.”

Without waiting for him to say that he had taken the hostage, he suddenly looked right in the white night and stood up and said.

Showing real technology!

“No!”

The Red Death's reaction was quick, and as soon as the white night voice fell, he had already refused.

At the same time, leave.

When the white night to put forward the transaction invitation, the red death felt bad.

If it is only for killing people, the red death god is naturally not afraid, and the owner of the trading cabinet is afraid that he will be in a different place.

But Red Death really has some interest in trading deals and trading cabinets themselves.

In this case, things are in trouble.

There is a hidden means to each other!

Let the Red Death feel a paletty palsy.

That transaction invitation has a lot of magic and affects itself.

The simple "hostage plan" may not let it be caught, leave first, and then slowly figure it.

The Red Death had a decision.

A difficult opponent needs to avoid the front and collect detailed and correct information.

Do it again with the plan.

Although he is troubled by Barry Allen, he is no longer a master of strategy.

But the laughing-baths of them still.

This time, he was a rebuke to find out the enemy - by the way, the heroes of Diana were also taken away.

It is also a gain.

Anyway, he was fast enough, so he ran a trip like this, but he was idle, and it was not too much to say that it was a pastime.

Some strange currents flashed, and the red death disappeared at the top of the building.

The same disappears, and the white night.

Only a simple chaise longue was left in the cold wind on the roof.

“Oh, that speed...”

The Red Death heard the merchant's white night voice coming from behind, "Normal people's eyes, even the red shadow will not exist."

I was surprised.

Did the businessman follow?

How is that possible?

Even if you have not done your best, nor can you wait for the idle generation to pursue it.

The only one who can keep up with their own speed is Superman.

The Red Death couldn’t resist turning.

I saw the merchant crouching beside him, as if a little child were looking at some new little worm.

Look at yourself with this creepy eye.

“Didn’t he move?”

“Am I not moving?”

The red death froze, and obviously he kept moving at high speed, why did he not move?

There is no power to bind him!

Or is it that this businessman follows himself with this strange gesture?

Less than a second later, the Red Death found its end.

The merchant did not move at night.

He is also running at high speed, but the "ground" under his feet - the focus is moving at the same speed as himself.

Keep him in place.

This is not the city anymore!

Yes, this is not the city where Diana is.

It is a white night trading cabinet.

The Red Death appears in front of the White Nights when it comes to bullshit.

The white night has quietly enveloped the space around it.

The red death is running, which is equivalent to rushing into the trading cabinet.

Come out and talk about credibility.

Please enter the urn, please enter the urn!

Never take the initiative to put people in.

There is a lesson in the laughing bat.

White Night will naturally guard against the Dark Knights refusing to absolute trade and choose to "self-explosion".

Not every member of the Dark Knight is like a free iron fist, very Spartan.

Now, it is the white night to show the real technology, the scene of the red death!

“Invincible, it’s lonely.”

White night watching the pace suddenly some disordered red death, can not help but sigh.

The life of a high (kai) level (gua) player does not need to be explained.

“Red, let’s make a deal.”

Then the white night smiled at the red death.

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