[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

When Lucilia received the life-threatening chain button, she hesitated for a moment, struggled for a moment, and found out a pair of scissors and a flat wide-toothed comb - for Jason to cut hair.

"You still want to kill someone?"

As a result, Jason's first sentence was like this.

Lucilia: "...poof."

She wanted to hold back, but couldn't hold back at all.

No way, who can hold back this?

A big red bird trying to untangle its braids but getting tangled in hair.

Wow!

He looks even better!

Some of the black hair was pulled out, some were still mixed together, the clips of the bowknot fell off all over the floor, and some were not removed in time.

It seems to be playing with strange tentacles.

Jason's face darkened.

"Don't stand there dumbfounded, come and help."

"Oh, oh..." Lucilia was stunned before she realized it, and went up with the scissors, "Be obedient and don't move around."

In a short time, she rode on Jason's body again, pinching the waist of the human being with her legs very skillfully, forcing him to flatten under her body.

The psoas muscles under the legs tensed, and Lucilia put her hands on the human's upper abdomen, stroking slowly and gently, helping Jason to relax.

"Don't be afraid, you won't cut where you shouldn't." Seriously comforted.

Jason said "!!!" instantly.

I don't know why I had some bad associations, and I became more nervous.

Lucilia: ...

Humanity.

Difficult to serve.

throat.

The gargoyle decided to get to work faster.

"Crunch", "crunch".

The silver scissors waved up and down.

Jason, who was crushed to death, could still pay attention to other things. For example, the gargoyle seems to be lighter, and I don't know if it's because of her weight last time.

Lucilia stretched out her hand silently and stuffed his "soul" into it?

"Huh?" Jason was a little confused.

"Cough, it's okay." Lucilia calmly withdrew her stroking hand.

The two tufts of white hair at the front were trimmed first, and bounced up, returning to their former lively appearance.

And then there are a lot of black hair.

Lucilia carefully tied the roots with rubber bands. Just in case, she tied them several times before using the scissors.

The effect of the hair growth potion is strong, the hair is shiny and thick, and the scissors can't cut it at all. The gargoyle's strength to break the scissors can't make the double edges close, so it can only be divided into several times and slowly.

5 minute later.

Finally got it!

Holding the two big braids, Lucilia breathed a sigh of relief.

"They are super good." The hair quality is really good, "Make it into a wig, maybe it can be used again."

"It won't be used anymore." Jason rubbed the side of his waist that was probably bruised again, and sat up.

The human stared at his hair, his eyes glowing green.

"Here, give them to me."

Lucilia:! ! !

"Not coming."

Seeing that human beings are going to destroy corpses, Lucilia shook her head frantically, and immediately ran to her room with her hair dangling, hid the two big braids and two small white hairs, and then ran away return.

Jason just looked at her silently.

Lucilia looked back generously: "The rest of the hair needs to be trimmed, let's continue."

Trimming is not the same as cutting hair.

"It's better to go to the bathroom," Lucilia paused, hesitating, "Do you want me to change my gender?" I always feel that sometimes people's reactions will be greater if they change their gender?

Jason calmly said that he can do this amount of work by himself.

"And you don't know how to trim your hair, give me the scissors, Lucilia." Seriously warned.

The humans were right, Lucilia didn't know how to cut hair at all, so she could only hum and hand in the scissors, and ran out to find some snacks by herself, waiting for the humans to finish their tossing.

After coming out to the hall, Lucilia found that there were other people there today.

"Little devil." The man greeted her first.

The male human mage that night.

"Kang, Constantine?" Lucilia dug out the other party's name from the corner of her memory.

A somewhat downcast human male was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the hall, with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, staring at the smoke alarm of Stark Tower.

"Can your magic do it? Block this for me." The human actually made a request to her.

Lucilia declined, and she doesn't like the smell of tobacco too much, which hinders the sense of smell. If you have to talk about burning things, isn't barbecue delicious?Why do we have to abuse plants?

In fact, in some respects, Lucilia and Poison Ivy have a common language.

"Aren't you a mage too?" You can come by yourself.

Constantine snorted, not knowing why he didn't force it, and didn't do it himself.

"Where's the little bat?" Constantine was more concerned about this.

"There are still people who haven't arrived." Steven added, and said to Lucilia: "Sit down, Tony just came from the hospital, and it will take more than ten minutes to arrive."

There were quite a few people at the scene, including Captain America, Natasha, Red Robin, and Constantine who were present, and Iron Man, Batman, and Red Hood who were not present.

After the gargoyle sat down, Red Robin said, "The problem is that the culprit of this incident is that the demon who called himself Edie is still missing."

Constantine waved his hand to persuade him to stay calm.

"We have too many problems."

For Konstantin, there is probably no more serious problem than not being able to smoke.

"And the only key point is actually amnesia."

As he said that, Constantine scratched his hair, feeling very irritable. His hair, which was originally like a chicken coop, was even more messy now, and his whole person exuded a kind of decadence from his soul.

A soul watched by hell and heaven at the same time.

Lucilia stared at it for a while, feeling a little familiar.

"Have we met?"

"No, at least not face-to-face."

Batman's voice interrupted them.

"Get down to business." Then he said to the ceiling, "Where's Stark?"

"Sir is using the elevator to go up." AI responded to him.

Batman was only slightly satisfied with this.

Red Hood followed him, already putting on the hood, but Lucilia could still see the little cloud of depression over his head.

Members of the two gargoyle squads stood together.

"Have you talked?" Lucilia asked softly.

Jason nodded the back of her hand, indicating that this topic will be discussed later.

The two leaned side by side in the corner, watching Batman stand behind the single sofa where Red Robin was sitting, and he pressed against the back of the sofa, like the king here.

Steven is still sitting upright, unmoved.

Natasha was smiling.

Only Constantine twitched uncomfortably.

"Business?" the mage repeated.

Batman: "Repeat what you told me before."

"Oh, that, okay." Konstantin was still uncomfortable, looked around, glanced at Lucilia's shoulder several times, and then quickly moved away, "After that, we will be clear."

"For now." Batman nodded slightly.

"Okay." Constantine gestured towards the glass door, "But let's talk outside."

He needs smoke.

Konstantin, without a cigarette, refuses to think.

So everyone followed him and shifted positions, watching him suck hard, let those things continue to kill his body, after a while, Constantine recovered.

"First of all, let us clarify one thing: the throne of hell is fixed, but the king sitting on it is often changed. That is, the seven deadly sins are unchanged, and the demons wearing these titles will change under certain opportunities .Sometimes stronger demons appear, and sometimes they just don't want to do it themselves."

In short, there are various reasons. Human beings cannot understand the brain circuit of immortal species, and Constantine refuses to think about it.

"This replacement cycle is about once every [-] years." Constantine shrugged his shoulders, seemingly indifferent: "If it's not too bad luck, it really has nothing to do with us short-lived species whether they change or not."

"Unlucky means," Natasha lowered her eyes and asked softly, "We happened to catch up with that 'ten thousand years'?"

"You want to say it's 'good luck' and I'm fine with it." Constantine said, taking a new one.

"And the criterion for success is not to kill each other, because there are very few new purebred demons, and they will be wiped out when they die. They have long since stopped doing that. This time, the immortals decided to change their game." Constantine looked at To Batman, "The selected demons break into the human world to do their old job. Whoever succeeds will be able to take over."

"It sounds like there's a missing character in this story."

Stark just walked to the door of the hall, and the voice came over.With the help of the AI ​​system, he listened to everything and inserted seamlessly at this time.

"Oh...those." Konstantin spread his hands, showing that expression of "you don't know anything, kid." "It's more troublesome when they come down."

"You can't expect immortals to learn to have mercy on ephemerals," Batman said.

"It's okay, maybe a little more reliable than aliens." Iron Man smiled on the surface.

Q: Where are the most aliens?

Answer: Justice League.

Batman didn't open his mouth to refute, the two just looked at each other silently for a moment, and each looked away.

Konstantin waved his hand to dispel the smell in the air, and continued to speak.

"The most important thing is that I gave them another proposal: instead of killing people aimlessly, it is better to compare who has the most negative impact in the world-killing hope is much more terrible than bringing disaster. Isn't it?"

Everyone: "..."

"hope."

Tony Stark couldn't hold back the first step, and let out a muffled laugh.

It was rare for Batman not to slap him, he just tilted his head slightly, and said to the others present: "This 'hope' refers to those of us."

The crime syndicate did similar things back then, the difference was that the unlucky guy who was found was Ye Yi.

"So, the devil sheep and the hell plant that mutated Poison Ivy appeared in Arkham, and that Edie went straight to Stark." Red Robin was trying to analyze this matter, "but Sam doesn't like The pure enemy who ate the plants from hell and helped us keep Poison Ivy under control."

It's really complicated, and Konstantin said he couldn't help it.

And, what role did the gargoyle play in this incident?

Constantine added a rare word: "She is not the devil from the new school."

"Without the help of angels, it is very difficult for humans to defeat demons, so I went to find the existence of 'Lucilia', but it is not my fault that she will lose her memory."

The mage's words prove that Lucilia is not an enemy, unlike those demons who want to prove themselves by killing superheroes, but at the same time it also affirms Lucilia's identity. This gargoyle is indeed from hell.

"I will be responsible for investigating the specific information about the 'gargoyle' and the devil sheep." Batman shifted his gaze to Lucilia, and said, "This is about Gotham."

Ok.

familiar link.

Gotham's chores can only be handled by Gotham people.

Everyone knows Batman's "asking" skills, and there is very little information that he can't ask.

Lucilia blinked.

"I……"

She just wanted to say something, but in fact she didn't think about what to say. In Lucilia's feeling, this matter was not that important to her, but human beings are very concerned about it, so she tried to say something.

Before she could sort out her thoughts, Red Hood raised her hand and stood in front of her, signaling her to keep quiet.

"She doesn't remember." Jason stared at Batman and said, "You can't ask anything."