I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 367 The Past of Blue Manhattan

"John, I can't see that you are still a filial son. Father did something like that, and you can still say 'he didn't do anything to Cheryl after all' and forgive him." The devil laughed strangely.

"I just don't want to be seen as a joke by you, and I don't want to please you with pain and hysteria. Now you are satisfied?" Constantine cursed loudly with his eyes red.

"Well, I'm very satisfied. So, let me tell you an even more exciting secret." The sin eater said with a sly smile: "You always thought that you killed your mother, and your father beat and scolded you frequently because he saw You think of your dead wife."

"Didn't my mother die in dystocia?" Constantine said tremblingly.

"Hey, do you know that you have an older brother, a twin brother?"

"I don't know." Constantine trembled, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"It's very simple. Your mother was pregnant with twins. When she was four months old, Thomas (Jackson's father) forcibly dragged her to Mrs. Carpenter's house in the next street.

Do you remember Mrs. Carpenter?

An old Turkish woman who uses a clothes hanger and hot water to perform an abortion.

Don't ask why you don't go to the hospital.

Your father brought his wife to Mrs. Carpenter just because he had no money to support his children.

Your mother begged with tears, but what she received was his slaps and kicks. "The devil laughed.

"Why didn't I die?" Constantine said with difficulty.

"Your mother was carrying twins, that old butcher Carpenter, and it was only your brother who scraped out on a coat hanger!

Your father would never have imagined that there was a bastard who could hide so well, a small ball, curled up in the womb, and escaped unharmed.

John, some abilities are innate, such as your quick-wittedness and cunning.

Hehe, it's very Constantine to let my brother take the thunder for me! "

"You keep telling me that I killed my mother!"

Constantine ignored the devil's ridicule and roared loudly at the undead of the scumbag.

Perhaps the dead cat carcass was chewed up by the sin eater, and the black magic was finally over.

It may also be that this incident has greatly stimulated Lao Kang, and he has come to his senses at this time.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a dock porter, I can't afford to feed too many children. Every time I see you, I think about what I used to do.

I want to be a good father, but in front of you, I can't do anything. "

"Take him away!" Constantine pointed at the scumbag, and ordered the devil indifferently.

"Hey, a sinful soul is better than nothing."

"Hey, a demon count is better than nothing."

Harley stepped out of the concealment circle and raised his fist of repentance—the chain of repentance was wrapped around his hand, and under the horrified eyes of the demon, he punched it on the chin.

"Boom—" it only flew four or five meters away.

"It's just a projection, it's useless—"

Constantine yelled, his eyes widened, and he was shocked to see the two tombstones being knocked down.

The projection definitely doesn't have this weight.

The body of the demon is materializing.

From projection to ontology.

"No, Zha Kang, you tricked me—" The demon struggled to his feet, his legs jumped like a frog, and he was about to run away.

"A majestic witch, to ambush, deceive, and sneak attack me, a little Earl of Hell, do you have any shame?"

"I want your life!" Harley exerted force on her soles of her feet, and a knuckle-deep shoe print collapsed on the ground. Her figure was like a soaring cannon, soaring into the sky, and her single palm directly grabbed the sticky ankle of the demon in the air.

It's like pinching a bunch of slugs.

"Boom!" The Sin Eater was thrown to the ground hard, and the ground seemed to shake slightly.

Harry stepped on the bear's neck with her legs tensed, like a pair of iron pincers, locking it tightly, but she didn't move at all.

"Shameless, you—"

"Dong dong dong" Harry punched it five times in succession. Its head was like an egg whose shell had been smashed, its mucus flowed, and it didn't say a complete last word. Its limbs twitched a few times and it died.

"John, forgive me~~~" Father Kang stretched out his hand, trying to touch Constantine, but under the pull of hell, he quickly disappeared into the world.

Constantine always turned his back to him, looking up at the dark night sky, tears slid down his face, leaving some wet spots on his father's tombstone.

Harry took out the devil's heart and head, stuffed them into the bag containing the formalin glass bottles of Jarcon, and shouted: "Let's go."

Zha Kang quietly wiped his face, and asked in a muffled voice, "Why can you beat the demon phantom into your body?"

"A little trick that only works on imps."

"It's the earl, not small." Jagger said.

"The small ones are all based on comparison. Now you control the earl demon casually, can't I treat it as a small role?"

Zha Kang was silent.

The two walked all the way to Harry's car, only to find that Gemma had fallen asleep in the back seat of the car.

Constantine didn't stay in Gotham much.

He didn't even eat dinner, and had a secret chat with his sister, Cheryl, before going to the airport numbly.

Sister Kang is nine years older than Zhakang. When my mother was pregnant with her second child, she should remember something.

Harley ate a "Kang-style big rotten melon", and was not satisfied at all. He only felt stuffy in his chest, so he stopped paying attention to that family.

On the contrary, Sister Kang found the Quinn Manor the next day.

"Miss Quinn, Gemma is only 11 years old, and she has encountered two supernatural events in a row. I am very worried."

Harry sighed, and said truthfully: "These two times are just the beginning, and there will be more and more terrifying strange things waiting for her in the future.

First of all, she inherited the wizard blood of the Constantine family. Like John, she was born with spiritual eyes and can see things that ordinary people cannot see.

dirty stuff.

In addition, you and Gemma are John's only relatives, and he often causes troubles outside.

It is common to be implicated by him every now and then. "

This is why Zha Kang didn't send his family back to Liverpool.

In addition to quality jobs, there is also quick ambulance from Harley.

"I thought so too, so, can Gemma be your apprentice?

I really don't want her to be exposed to magic, and I don't want her to end up like John.

But since you can't escape, trying to master the skills of survival is the best choice. Sister Kang looked at her helplessly and asked.

——It doesn't matter how much magic you learn, but as an apprentice of the general of the five rings and the hero of the ball protection, at least the safety performance is guaranteed.

Sister Kang is very smart.

Harry thought for a while, nodded and replied: "Yes, let Gemma go to the cathedral to work as a trainee nun for two hours every afternoon after school.

Let Carlisle help her lay the foundation first, and then decide on her future path when she grows up. "

After Sister Kang happily left, another unexpected person came to the manor.

Joseph Jr. of Oklahoma.

Senator Joseph Keane.

A typical middle-aged Caucasian elite man, with white skin without mixed blood, a gentle and decent appearance, a high-end handmade custom suit, and a face that is not handsome but very friendly.

"Senator Joseph, you..." Halle was tense for a moment.

Could it be that Laurie's behavior was not secret and exposed?

She doesn't worry about herself, even if she is exposed, Joseph and the others can't do anything to her.

What's more, this is Gotham, and Gotham is her territory.

Carrie.
Seeing Joseph's smiling but nervous and expectant expression, Harry immediately relaxed again.

——This guy seems to want something from her.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused by my rash visit." Little Joseph smiled apologetically.

"You can come to my humble house, I am pleasantly surprised!" Harry said sincerely.

After the surprise, she did feel happy.

When he came to Gotham, came to her manor, if he didn't talk about a satisfactory result later, he couldn't let her have a hard time?

Meat and vegetables are automatically delivered to the door, so it's no wonder she doesn't like it.

The two exchanged some polite words, and Joseph Jr. took out a thick hardcover book from his briefcase.

It turned out to be "A Certain Scientific Red Manhattan".

Facing Harley's puzzled expression, he smiled shyly, "Harry, I'm your big fan, and I only came to you today to visit my idol."

Even if she didn't know that he was in charge of the "hydrogen bomb power plundering plan", she would not believe the polite words of politicians.

The horse gang leader liked "Three-body Man Crisis" so much, and he never approached her alone for a book.

Now knowing that Joseph is planning Blue Manhattan, Harry thinks more.

Could it be that some plots in "Red Manhattan" match up with Blue Manhattan?
It’s not impossible. She’s ostensibly writing a story about the red Manhattan of the Soviets, but in terms of setting—whether based on factual speculation or pure imagination, she’s using blue Manhattan as a sample.

"Joseph, I'm glad you like my book. I wonder which plot you are most interested in?" She asked with a smile in the author's tone.

An inexplicable look flashed across Joseph's eyes, "Harry, I'm curious why you arranged three marriages for the Soviet Manhattan."

——What information is hidden in this question?
Halle pondered and said: "My impulse to write "Red Manhattan" came from a request from my high school history teacher, Mr. Rogers.

He showed me the 'confidential document' about Dr. Blue Manhattan, and asked me to write a 'review' to satisfy him after reading it. "

"What confidential document?" Joseph asked quickly.

"Report on the Evaluation of Dr. Manhattan's Abilities and Psychological Evolution."

"Mr. Rogers ever worked in the White House?" Joseph asked in surprise.

"Well, to be a consultant for a while." Harley continued: "In that report, the relationship between Dr. Manhattan and the second generation Silk Soul gave me a lot of emotions.

When he met Silk Soul for the first time at the Overwatch Party, he was nearly forty years old and married his wife Jenny for nearly ten years.

And Silk Soul, who just debuted, is less than 15 years old.

Jenny hates Dr. Manhattan.

She even testified in court that her ex-husband was a mobile hydrogen bomb emitting nuclear radiation all the time, causing her to get cancer.

In fact, as a nuclear physicist, Jenny knows very well that Dr. Manhattan is cleaner than pure water.

She hated him mainly because of his betrayal of their marriage.

In that report, there was an unpublished piece of information that was Jenny's memoir."

Then, Halle repeated the excerpt from Jenny's memoir: When they first met, Joan (the name of Dr. Manhattan) was taken away by the little splasher.

He who can pay attention to the past, present and future on the timeline, unexpectedly lost his mind during an ordinary meeting of heroes in disguise.

For an underage woman! !

I called his name several times, but he didn't respond.

While the other heroes were discussing enthusiastically, he only stared sideways at the little coquettish girl in a short gauze dress and black underwear—as coquettish as her cousin mother.

I could swear she knew that Joan was looking at her.

She was even complacent, sitting obliquely on the printer, her chest puffed out, her naked legs raised upwards, like a hook with bait attached to it, trying to lure away Joan's soul.

When I saw the way he looked at her clearly, panic, worry, anger, jealousy... the emotions that ordinary women should have when they lose their husbands filled my chest.

He fell in love with her.

And he no longer loves me, love is invisible and intangible, but he can feel it all the time.

I discovered earlier that he no longer has passion for me.

I'm just like the country of America, just Dr. Manhattan's responsibility as Jonathan Osterman.

(End of this chapter)