[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

Jason and Lucilia stayed for the time being.

In the watchtower.

This is a bit strange, after all, the red hood is an anti-hero, and he is actually still on Zhenglian's warning list, but in fact everyone knows what's going on, the list and the hunt are all for the government to see.

Since moving in, Jason has taken care of the bat doll.

Take a shower, dry off, and nothing less.

He was even thinking about giving Bruce a hair growth potion, but unfortunately Ah Fu watched too closely, and he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to do it before going up to the watchtower.

As for Ha Er's question, it is naturally handed over to Lucilia.

"Why?" Lucilia was not happy.

"Isn't it your responsibility?" Superman was taken aback by the demon who suddenly raised his hips.

"Of course." Lucilia showed an expression of "humans want to take advantage of me": "However, my purpose is to find the three-headed dogs from hell on the surface, and pack them up when I return to hell. Send it back to the river Styx. As for it being taken to the universe now, that is your problem."

"Devils don't do business at a loss." Seeing that Superman is not up to the mark, she can only say more bluntly, "If you want me to do more work, you have to pay more."

Understand enough?

Superman was still a little confused, turned his head to look at the bat doll, the bat doll was not there, it was drying, but he saw the red hood that had just returned.

Jason: "...how?"

"As you can see." "He's so stupid" was written all over Lucilia's face.

It was Superman who took the initiative to explain the conversation that just happened.

Obviously the two were not connected to the channel at all, and Superman had a hard time understanding the demon's twists and turns, and Lucilia couldn't be bothered to explain it over and over again.

"Lucilia means: If you want her to help you, you have to exchange her with something she is interested in." Jason stood in the middle and made a transfer point for the two of them: "The devil only accepts transactions. There's no such thing as a 'friendly favor.' Lucilia isn't a superhero either."

Not a superhero, not going to work for world peace at his own expense.

Lucilia only accepts deals, and only when there are benefits will she consider whether to do it or not.

Superman finally understood.

"It's my habit of thinking." Superman apologized.

He was used to the super partner relationship, the other party looked as if he had joined the Bat family, so he naturally felt that this little girl was already the same as them.

Actually not.

It was impossible for Lucilia to join them.

All the positive and human appearances she has shown so far are based on Jason's requirements and education, not her original appearance.

"So, what do we have here that interests you?" Superman opened his hands slightly.

Natural self-devotion.

Lucilia looked sideways.

Hot eyeballs.

"I want your cloak." The little devil made his request, "In exchange, I can take care of that hellhound you call Ha Er for you during this time until I bring it back to hell until."

"By the way, the cloak needs a new one," she added.

"can."

Superman didn't understand it a bit, but he still agreed. A cloak made of Kryptonian material was hard to get, but it was much cheaper than the many facilities in the watchtower, so he could afford it.

"I'll get it for you, it will take a while to make, see you later."

Superman said goodbye to them, went to say something to the Bat-doll, and flew to Earth.He is going to the secret place in the Arctic, and ask the AI ​​of the Fortress of Solitude to make a new cloak for him and give it to Lucilia.

Jason was taken aback when he heard this passage.

"Aren't you cheating?"

Although Lucilia has never tricked anyone, there are always loopholes in her words, it's just a question of whether to use it or not.Leaving loopholes in contracts seems to be an innate habit of demons.

Lucilia was helpless: "Even a devil would worry about being punished by God."

Demons like to pit guys like Constantine, they are exciting and fulfilling, and there is nothing sinful about them. On the contrary, there are existences like pure souls, and demons with a bit of taste will not harm them.

"Anyway, the so-called purity can't last long. When betrayal comes and death follows, he himself will fall into hell."

The little devil muttered.

"He won't, and that kind of thing hasn't happened before." Jason rubbed her head.

"...You guys are as complicated as Chaoying?" Lucilia propped her chin and thought seriously, "You should go to hell with me sooner." She was a little worried that her barbecue would go bad.

Jason: "...Don't make trouble. Let's go, let's see how the bat is dry."

Lucilia also came alive.

Bat dry!

The two ran to the laundry room together.

The watchtower's laundry equipment has a perfect drying function and can handle any complex fabric, whether it is an alien product or a local product of the earth, whether it is rough or hypocritical, it can perfectly cope with it, and there is no need to dry any clothes.

Today's guest was so special that even Jason didn't dare to throw him into the washing machine.

And Jason prefers to do it himself.

After kneading it with his own hands, Jason fixed the bat doll, which feels very good, on the crossbar to dry, and a large clip was clamped to the starting position of the cloak, which was the back of Destiny's neck.

The whole doll was motionless and still dripping.

Bat stared, turned his head the moment the two opened the door and came in, and stared at Jason.

Hate value Max.

Like a cat being forced to take a bath.

The wet cloak was hanging down, a pair of pointed ears drooped, and there was still a drop of crystal water hanging on the chin.

Lucilia's eyes fell on the little belly of the bat doll. Jason seemed to have forgotten to wring the water out first. The bat's belly was still full of water, and it was very round.

She went up and poked it.

The bat doll, which was stripped of its equipment and bathed, stared and showed disapproval.

It looks mysterious and watery, with no deterrent effect.

Lucilia couldn't help but slapped him twice again.

"Red Hood."

Batman gritted his teeth and went to call the theater guy.

Jason was unmoved, and felt a strange sense of joy. Instead, he asked Lucilia, "Is it fun?"

"It's funny, he seems to be a little fatter than you." Poked, "It's full of cotton."

In the human form, it is not easy to see the difference in size between the two because they wear different types of equipment, but the doll is different, kneading and kneading, whether there is more or less cotton, can be seen at a glance.

Batman & Jason: ...

Is this the point?

Lucilia didn't care about their complaints, and seriously began to squeeze the water in the bat doll's belly, poked the water in both cheeks, squeezed the round belly back to normal size, and then pinched the calf, Drain the local moisture as well.

And bat ears.

Roll from the base of the ear outwards.

The position here is relatively high, most of the water has already sunk, and there is not much left. After squeezing for a long time, Lucilia squeezed out a small drop of water, which slipped down along the phalanx and sank into the gap in the sleeve.

Lucilia shook her hands to shake off the remaining wetness, and took a half step back to look around: "Almost?"

Jason didn't say a word. He was recording a video and was going to share it with his good brothers.

Lucilia looked back at him, saw the camera, and a bunch of little notes on the head of her own hood, the super happy kind.

Well, since Jason is happy.

Lucilia supported the tob doll's calf again, letting him step on it, in exchange for the bat doll's kick, after squeezing some water, the doll's eyes resumed squinting, and at this time, it was also staring at the direction of the camera .

Jason felt guilty after being stared at by them, and he coughed twice to turn off the recording.

"That dog doesn't need to be taken care of?" He asked Ha Er.

Just now Lucilia made a deal with Superman, and Superman was going to make a new cloak, but Lucilia had no intention of acting and was very leisurely.

"No, Bart and Bones will take care of it, they can't control me anymore."

Her deal with Superman was not without flaws, at least in terms of fairness, because Superman didn't know that Bones and Bart were already responsible for managing that Harry, and Lucilia didn't need to take action.

It is also thanks to Bones and Bart that the watchtower is so quiet now.

Two dogs are blocking Ha Er in the corner, one on the left and the other on the right.

Covet.

Ha Er shrunk into a cowardly dog ​​ball, his neck was shrunk.

"Aww...?" What are you doing.

It barked super quietly.

Bone called back: "Aww." Looking at you.

"Oh???" Didn't you always want to stay away from me?Wouldn't it be best to separate now?Why do you still come to see me? ? ?

Ha Er is very wronged, it feels that there is no problem with itself, but the bones are like this and that, which is very difficult to deal with.

Bones: "... Aww!"

Bones: We are indeed separated, but in essence we are a three-headed dog!what's on your mind?Your troubles will still be shared with us!

Aww up to here, Bone is a little downcast, feeling very depressed about this state, humming and continuing: So the three of us have no choice, we will act together in the future, and the two of us will be responsible for watching you.

It howled for a long time, was thirsty, and turned to drink water.

Seeing that the defense in one direction was suddenly empty, Ha Er had an idea, his ears immediately pricked up, and he raised his feet to run. Unexpectedly, Bart moved faster than him. He stretched out his paws, blocked the way, and stared at Ha Er with fierce eyes. two.

Ha two: ...

Back to the dog ball again.

oh oh oh.

This big black head is the most flamboyant, not allowed to eat more, not to play more, not to bark too much, more flamboyant than that cow that talks too much and likes to meddle in other people's business.

Ha Erchao babbled in a low voice, his sad eyes seemed to overflow with ripples.

Bart has long been used to it, and Bart refuses to care about it.

After drinking the water, Bones got a collar. The two dogs cooperated very well, and they successfully put on the collar for Ha Er. It is a thicker and thicker version. The iron chain is in Bart's mouth, which is very safe and reliable.