I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 448 Brodhaven's Midnight Daddy
"Unexpectedly, you also have moments of sparks of wisdom." Harry said enviously.

Youth is not old, who doesn't envy it?
All of them glared at her, "If I'm not wise enough, I can go through all kinds of hardships and live in peace until now?"

——Based on your forest fairy start, the background of the lake fairy sister, and your sharp-tongued skills, as long as you have a little wisdom, you don't have to go through so many tribulations and humiliations.

Harry groaned inwardly.

"You are very smart, then help me think about how to lie to my sister again."

Shangdu shook his head and said, "It's hopeless at all. Be a down-to-earth person. Don't you also have the curse of Cain? You can live forever."

Harry touched his face and said, "But I will grow old!"

"Ms. Death just freezes the years, it doesn't make people return to youth, but..." Shang Du thought for a while, and said: "I will make a few bottles of immortality potion for you later, it is pure natural, has no side effects, mint flavor, medicine Come back in spring."

"You can have this, but potions can't bring the dead back to life. If I am killed by a demon, no matter how beautiful and energetic my face is, it will be a waste of money." Harley said.

"I can't come back from the dead either." Shang Du explained, "Essentially, Lady Death just avoided me and gave me endless life.

If someone kills me, I will also die and cannot be resurrected. "

"But you were resurrected by my sister in front of me before."

Mrs. Shangdu said: "This time the situation is special, because I can activate the magic power again because I became the dependent of Lady Death.

At the same time, I also got a blessing from her - as long as I don't take the initiative to spy on the supreme being, it can guarantee that I will be exempt from fatal attacks in divination.

Lady Death saved me, fulfilling her promise. "

Harry thought for a while, put "my sister's death" aside, and considered more urgent questions, "Do you have any opinions or suggestions on the results of divination?"

"As you said to Lady Death, going to Paradise Hill immediately to take shelter from the limelight is the best option.

You have seen what happened to me before, headshot directly, and I don’t even know who the enemy is.

If it attacks you, you will end up no better than me. "Shangdu said seriously.

"What's the meaning of the meteorite falling from the sky and the steel city wall?" Harry asked again.

"It should be the devil's way to deal with you. I am also curious, but I was murdered when I was planning to investigate deeply." Shang Du said awkwardly.

After thinking about it, she suggested again: "If you don't plan to abscond with your family immediately, you can go to Midnight Bar to find Father Midnight.

Do you know Papa Midnight?
He's an informant, and he knows more about the hidden news of hell and heaven than the bartender at the Forgotten Bar.

If you ride a motorcycle, you are not afraid of traffic jams, and you can go back and forth in about two hours. "

Harry frowned and said, "I've heard of him, but I haven't dealt with him.

I don't like communicating with stinking thugs with 'father' or 'papa' in their names.

Unless one day, when I'm older, I get a nickname of 'Harry mama'. "

The corner of Shang Du's mouth twitched, "Actually, you don't need to avoid him, he is even more afraid of you.

The Midnight Bar was originally opened in Midtown Manhattan. Because of your sudden rise and your strength, he has been afraid of conflicting with you.

After you led the 'Paradise Hill Squad' to raid the Las Vegas Son of the Three Palaces lair, and destroyed the Shadow Fighters Alliance with hundreds of tons of fear gas at midnight that day, he simply transferred the property to the next-door Bludhaven.

You are too vicious, he is afraid. "

"But I never had any conflict with him." Harry said strangely.

"Why not?" Shang Du reminded: "In the third year of becoming mayor, when you celebrated your birthday at the end of the year, you sent invitations to all the gang leaders in Gotham with more than 20 gang members.

Ask them to come to the manor on time to celebrate your birthday.

It's called birthday celebration, but it actually makes rules to let them know who is the boss.

After that day, almost all the black and white of Gotham fell into your clutches.

Someone didn't want to bow down to your high-heeled boots and simply evacuated Gotham.

Among them was Papa Midnight.

His midnight bar is very famous in the wizarding world, so it was quite a sensation at the time. "

"Is it a sensation? I don't know at all, and I don't know his thoughts." Harry asked doubtfully.

"It's a sensation, but it's not headline news. At that time, everyone was discussing your raid on the Sangongzi's lair."

Mrs. Shangdu sighed, "Midnight is also a well-known number one figure in the magic world, but you were forced to move, but you didn't realize it.

Too bullying and too hurtful.

Don't let Midnight know that you don't know him, otherwise the next topic may not be able to talk properly. "

The high-ranking people in the Celestial Dynasty like to live in seclusion in a low-key manner, like to be reserved, close-knit, and have a high-level demeanor.

Western masters are very "public", very straightforward, without the demeanor of a master.

For example, as an "old fairy" who has lived for more than 1000 years, Shangdu did not hide from the world in a small place. Instead, he pursued prosperity and came to the most noisy metropolis. "The four big characters are extremely ostentatious.

The same goes for Papa Midnight. On the busiest street, in the most magnificent building, and in the most conspicuous position, hang the brightest signboard with colored lights - Midnight Bar.

There are small words on the side that say "Non-transcendents are not allowed to enter".

As soon as Harry's heavy motorcycle stopped at the door, a young man with colorful arms came over immediately, holding up a card as if testing for color blindness, and asked, "What's written on it?"

Ordinary whiteboard cards, flashing with magical brilliance that ordinary people cannot detect, verified that it was not color blindness, but Muggles.

If Harley didn't have a hooded leather jacket and a skull mouth mask around his face, the mage apprentice would definitely not have to do so.

"Go away, rookie!"

Harry didn't read 'The stars are bright tonight' on the card, which was what normal people did back then.

She is not ordinary.

Therefore, she directed God's force field, and combined with the mental impact of Wannianhuiyi, the boy was forced to retreat several steps, his face was pale, and his eyes were terrified.

At that moment, not only his sea of ​​consciousness was hit hard, but even the thin magic power in his body suddenly lost control and ran around.

——Just one look, so terrifying. This is the legendary super giant!
The flowery arms stood there in a daze, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Harry passed him and walked straight to the door.

The two souls were pulled apart by the beautiful puppet sealed in the corpse, "Welcome, this is Papa Midnight's bar. Please follow the rules, no matter who you meet in the bar, don't make trouble."

Inside is a world more bizarre than the Forgotten Bar.

More than [-]% of the drinkers are demons and angels, and most of them are hybrids. Angels don't look like angels, demons don't look like demons, and people don't look like humans.

There are no goblins, goblins, elves, murlocs, aliens, and other strange species that are common in the Forgotten Bar, but in the bastards, you can see goblins, goblins, elves... part of the characteristics of almost all extraordinary creatures.

"This 'Winschet Ace' is no ordinary hunting weapon."

Under the guidance of the bartender, Harley soon saw the bar owner on the second floor, who was introducing his products to several human mages.

Well, the Midnight Bar is a hangout that also doubles as a pawn shop, loan shark, and grocery store.

Father Midnight's physique and appearance are resembling Shaquille O'Neal in the NBA.

Tall and burly, the bulging muscles give people a sense of oppression, more like a warrior than a warlock.

"It can completely kill demons!" Midnight said solemnly, holding an old-fashioned wooden-handled flintlock gun.

"Are you sure?" the mustache exorcist doubted: "The exorcism books I've read are all spells that teach people to expel demons.

Because even if demons are killed in the world, their souls and magic power will return to hell. "

Midnight frowned and said, "Are you a newcomer?"

"Of course not." Mustache stroked his mustache on his upper lip and said proudly, "I've been an exorcist in Vancouver for ten years."

"You have been an exorcist for ten years, and you haven't heard about the deeds of the witch Harley?" Midnight asked.

Harley, who was about to go over to say hello, stopped and stood by to watch them talk.

"The living in the world, the dead in hell, and the gods in heaven, as long as they have ears and eyes, who doesn't know the witch Harley?
Vancouver may not be as prosperous as Gotham, but it is also on the earth and connected to the Internet. "Moustache frowned.

"Then do you know that the demon killed by the witch Harley has never had a chance to start over?"

"The case of the legendary giant is not universal." Mustache shook his head.

Midnight rolled his eyes at him, "I didn't say that whoever holds this gun will become the second witch Harley.

Otherwise, I have already used it myself, why bother to sell it?
And it's only 125 million dollars, what kind of price, what kind of goods.

The witch can kill the devil, but even if this gun is filled with silver bullets soaked in the holy water of the holy spring, it can only shoot the viscount. "

Mustache hesitated and said: "The silverware of the church is easy to buy, but I have never seen the holy spring pool in my life! If the shotgun can't be used, it is no different from the fire stick."

Midnight pointed to a glass bottle on the counter behind him, "This is the most advanced heavenly holy spring pool, from the Gotham Paradise Hill Cathedral, the holy water consecrated by the witch Harley herself, a 150ml bottle, only $3. "

"It's a bit expensive, 150ml is not enough for me to suffocate." Mustache said.

"A majestic devil viscount is not even worth 300 U.S. dollars? In this way, I will give you [-] million for the viscount's heart when I recover the devil's corpse."

"I won't sell 3000 million yuan."

"Then you still think holy water is expensive?"

Mustache gritted his teeth, swiped his card and took down the shotgun and holy water.

Before the last customer left, a fashionable woman in a bright green leather skirt said eagerly, "I need a holy object that can protect me from demons."

Midnight looked her up and down, and suddenly said: "Your beautiful clothes are made of devil skin.

You summon low-level little demons, kill the skinned clothes, and they return to the world from hell to take revenge on you? "

The fashionable woman's eyes panicked, "You, how do you know?"

Harry yawned, and said casually, "Nobody here is blind, please hurry up."

The fashionable woman looked around and whispered, "I can't help it, the devil skin is unique, the color and texture are too attractive, too gorgeous, and the touch is too comfortable."

"Don't you think it's infiltrating?" Harry asked curiously.

The fashionable girl shook her head, "Who is it, are there still few people wearing furs?
There is no difference between animal skin and devil skin.

And for the sake of looking good, I tried my best to lose weight. I even ate seven or eight parasites with thick fingers, long arms and jumping around. Two of them were found in the large intestine of the devil. "

Harry grinned, his pretty face turning pale.

The fashionable blond girl continued: "It's hard to get a devil's figure, but you must have an appearance that matches your figure, right?

I cut the bone, cut the meat, and stuffed it.
In order to be worthy of a good figure and good looks, I have to have good skin. For whitening, I have not been exposed to the sun directly for ten years.

I'm not afraid of so much effort, but I'm afraid of mere demon skin? "

Harry was speechless.

(End of this chapter)