[Zhongyingmei] Today is also a scene person

The originally warm room was suddenly covered by cold, it could even be said to be gloomy. The inverted cross on the wall seemed to be nailed to the wall, showing a reddish black color, and a dark red liquid flowed out from the top, along the way. As the wall flowed to the wardrobe and then to the ground, the picture was so real that people couldn't tell the real from the fake, but Bruce, who was reminded by Edwin, knew that all of this was an illusion.

"It's okay, these are all hallucinations, all fake."

Gordon nodded, while stroking Barbara's back with his hand, since he came to Gotham, he has seen all kinds of things, and his heart has become strong enough to be able to do it when faced with any difficulties or even dangers. To be calm and comfortable.

But Barbara is different. She hasn't graduated from college yet, and she is not deeply involved in the world. She can't handle many difficult things properly. It is estimated that such a situation has already scared her out of her guts.

Gordon turned his head and wanted to ask about his daughter: "Barbara, are you okay? Don't be afraid, Bruce and I will get you out."

Barbara kept her head lowered, her long hair covered her whole face. After a few seconds, she slowly raised her head and looked at Gordon. Her whole face was so pale that she looked like a terminally ill person. She opened her mouth slowly and said But it wasn't his own voice: "James, why didn't you save me? I'm living in so much pain in hell..."

The following words were replaced by mournful cries. Of course Gordon knew whose voice it was. He never expected to hear the voice of his wife who had passed away at such a time. He wanted to ask what happened, but Barbara As soon as Bara opened her mouth, she had already been replaced by someone else.

"Bruce, do you know how painful my mother and I have been in hell? Why haven't you found the real murderer after so many years? Why hasn't the status quo of Gotham been changed?"

Word by word, the voice of Bruce's dream reached his ears, like silver needles piercing his heart. Every morning when he returned to the manor at night, he stared at the dark red sky beside his bed. Asking the same question: Will his parents be proud of their son now?If the answer is so, his originally gloomy life will become hopeless.

"You, you..."

Bruce's sanity was on the verge of collapse. He took a small step forward, wanting to ask the question, but was pulled back by Gordon, who had already discovered his flaws.

"Bruce, be sober, you have to trust your parents, Mr. Wayne and Mrs. Wayne have been good all their lives, how could they go to hell after death."

Gordon was also confused at the beginning, but when she thought of his wife's tragic death in order to save a group of babies hijacked by clowns, he immediately woke up. If he doubted his wife at this time, it would not only be for her Her disrespect is even more a kind of blasphemy for the sacrifice she made.

"If it's the devil that traps us here, then these are his tricks. What do the devil do? They just confuse people and make everyone fall into darkness. If you can't even defeat these, how can you protect Gotham?"

Gordon's tone was fierce, even a little annoyed. He looked at Barbara, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and yelled with almost all his strength: "Get out of my daughter's body. I come."

Barbara greeted him with weird raised lips and wild smiles. She stretched out her hand, grabbed Gordon by the neck, and slammed him against the wall: "A mere human wants to be my opponent!" .”

"Bruce, are you in there? Bruce, can you hear me?"

Clark's voice came from outside the house, but it was very small, and it felt very close to them. The sudden movement disturbed Barbara. Barbara fixed her eyes on the door, her eyes were full of vigilance, and Bruce took the opportunity to kick Kicked her off.

Then, there was a crackling sound outside the house. It should be that Clark wanted to open the door with Retinazer, but even the gods on earth couldn't do anything about the enchantment set up by the devil.

Barbara, who was lying on the ground, slowly got up with her arms supported. She looked at Gordon in fear, and almost cried out: "Dad, help me."

In the next second, her body rose into the air, knocked down the wall at high speed, and was suspended under the ceiling in an impossible posture.

"Dad, help me."

Barbara's voice was shrill, and this unnatural force terrified all three present.

At this time, the sound of demolition that should have been outside the door moved to the window, and Bruce and Gordon could clearly see Clark floating outside. That stupid guy was anxious, switching between different abilities, but he couldn't get in. seat room.

"It's useless for you to do this." A girl's voice sounded from downstairs, which sounded quite young, and Bruce saw Clark lower his head.

"The evil thing has set up an enchantment here, and it is impossible to break in by violence, um, nor by super power."

"But my friend is inside. He is in danger now. I must rescue him." Clark said anxiously, but even at such a juncture, he still maintained a basic top hat for outsiders.

"Then take me to the gate, I can find a way to let you in."

In a place Bruce didn't see, the girl was picking her ears impatiently: "I'm just taking a trip along the way. Why are there so many things going on? Maybe someone will have an accident wherever I go, so it won't be such a bad luck."

On the other side, the Avengers team rushed to Gotham in a hurry, and found Gordon's house according to the last address Edwin located, but to everyone's surprise, the door of Gordon's house was wide open, There is no obstruction to the bedroom, and in the bedroom, a young girl is holding a small bottle with a yellow talisman on it, and the people around are standing still, as if they have not been relieved.

"Are you all right? I brought a professional over here."

With an anxious tone, Tony pointed at Constantine next to him with one finger.

"Are you an exorcist?" A girl who seemed to be underage walked up to Constantine. "The devil is in this small bottle now, what do you think? Use your Western method to draw a formation, send him to hell, or just take him directly." The girl made a click gesture, knowing that everyone would Knowing what that meant, the bottle in her hand was shaking violently.

"The ferry envoy of Huaguo?" Constantine took the bottle, and although the words in his mouth were questions, his tone was affirmative.

"alright."

"Why are you here?"

"Help Mr. Superman, he can't open the barrier, and I can't watch him mess around, after all, I'm a kind girl." She seemed to be staring at the people around her, coughed a few times, and continued explained. "I'm a ferry envoy from China. My name is, forget it. You can't read my name clearly. Just call me Meng. I'm mainly responsible for the work in New York and the surrounding areas. I'm in charge of Gotham's ferry envoy recently returned to China due to family matters. Now, I'll take his place and visit Gotham by the way."

"But this city is too dark. I have only been here for less than two days, and I have done my work in New York for nearly a week, and all of them are about to become evil spirits. I have to send them to the domestic sanctuary. There is a monk to carry out the transcendence."

"You mean a lot of Chinese people have died these days?" Karina is half of Chinese blood, and she has heard stories about ghosts and gods from China told by her grandmother since she was a child, so she knows a little bit about these things.

"That's right." Meng took out his latest version of the fruit brand mobile phone, clicked on an app that could not be found in the software store, and clicked on the message he had received. "Lin Zhiwen, who immigrated to the United States ten years ago and settled in Gotham City, was attacked by unknown persons on his way home from work at xx:xx on xxxx, xxxx. He was stabbed [-] times and bled to death. "

Everyone can almost guess what happened next. Lin Zhiwen, who was full of resentment, was unwilling to be reincarnated, and finally turned into a lonely ghost floating in the air, looking for revenge.

There are several such people in Meng's hands, some are Chinese, some are foreign students: "But these people, no, it's ghosts, the people who attacked them seem to be mentally abnormal, I wonder if it will be the same as the recent popular The welcome pastor is related, after all, there is no such thing as pie in the sky."

It seems that things are much more serious than they imagined. No, it should be said that the speed of development is much faster. Looking at everyone's serious expressions, Meng probably knows that her guess is correct, but fortunately, she is in the team. , there is also Constantine, it should be much easier to fall in love with, after all, the man who smokes next to her has a great reputation among European and American ferry envoys, he doesn't talk harshly, he is handsome and he is indeed a scumbag.

"The thing in this bottle shouldn't be Azazel, right?"

"Who?"

"A Satanic demon."

"Probably not, this demon is not very good at fighting. I have never seen the great demon king in the western hell, but I have seen movies. The most powerful demon, even if the walls are full of crosses, should be able to knock them down." Just come here."

Bruce, Gordon, and Barbara, still crying and in shock: Can't f*ck call, we can't even open the door, okay?

Steve, Karina, Natasha, Tony, and Banner: Why didn't you say something so important, and what's up with this small talk gesture.

"You." Constantine looked at Barbara. "Where have you been before? What have you done? You know, being entangled by demons also requires conditions."

"I'm a journalism major, and the miracle doctor is the biggest news in Gotham right now, so I went to that church with the members of the study group to see what was going on. We didn't really believe that someone could To do this, this has completely deviated from modern medicine. When I arrived at the destination, I always felt that something was wrong with the church. Although the outside was sacred, the inside was also very bright. But it always felt a little gloomy, and I always felt that someone was watching I, so I took my phone and took a picture of the church before the congregation started, and I took pictures."