I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 451 Headshot Hell Diviner
"I didn't plan to charge you at first, but to make you feel at ease, I changed my mind and agreed to charge. It's not capricious." Midnight lamented.

He was taken as a slave in the [-]th century and sold from Africa to the United States. He has lived for hundreds of years, met many people, and experienced many things, but he has never been scared like today, because of trivial matters such as whether to charge money or not. Trembling, at stake.

"I paid for peace of mind, but now that you've messed with me like this, I don't feel at ease whether I pay or not. Tell me how to make me feel at ease." Harry said lightly.

"Sit down first, don't get excited, we have no fundamental differences, and we can clarify slowly if there are misunderstandings."

Midnight also stood up, persuading sincerely.

When Harry sat down with a blank face, he thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and said, "How about I return the two hundred million dollars to you and treat it as if you haven't been here today. As long as you and I don't say anything, others I don't know."

"I'm not an arrogant and unreasonable person, let alone freeloading." Ha Li waved her hand and sighed, "It's a simple matter. You open the door to do business, and I come to buy services, but you have to think too much."

——Facing the vicious, cunning and capricious witch, don't I think I can live?

"Yes, it's a very simple matter, it's my fault for thinking too much." Midnight sincerely apologized.

Harry used his mobile phone to call a sum of money.

"Ding dong." Midnight picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help being stunned, "Why is it [-] million?"

"Another 5000 million for another message from you."

Midnight swallowed, "What news? Maybe it's not worth 5000 million."

"Continue to help me keep an eye on Mammon's 'Death Squad' and collect information on each member, especially the master prophecy among them." Harry said.

Midnight was tempted to say no immediately.

His original name is definitely not "Midnight". Midnight implies that he is in the middle of night (evil) and day (justice), impartial, and does not interfere with any grievances between heaven and hell, unless the balance he wants is overthrown. Others break.

No one would simply classify Harley the Witch as a heavenly faction, that's why he was willing to betray the news to her.

Well, fear of her getting mad is also a very important part of the reason.

But that doesn't mean he will give up his principles and completely side with her against hell.

Otherwise, the neutral attribute would be broken, and he wouldn't have to open this bar where angels and demons gather together.

Hell will not let him go.

He thought about his words and said tentatively, "I can sell you news, but I can't fight hell."

Harry nodded, and said, "I won't let you be my undercover agent in hell, even if you actually did an undercover agent."

Midnight's black face flushed, "I use money to do things, I am impartial, and I am not an undercover agent of any force."

"I gave you the money, and you accept it too." Harry gave him a surprised look, "That's all I need you to do. Don't think about it and add drama to yourself."

Midnight's face was uncertain for a while, and he had already made a decision in his heart: he couldn't keep a secret for the witch, and there was a need to maintain a balance of information between hell and the witch.

"Why focus on fortune tellers?"

Halle sighs: "I'm worried they'll prejudge me."

Midnight's eyes flickered, and the witch asked someone to predict the actions of the demons!
This is extremely valuable news.

The Witch came to the Midnight Bar and asked for news of flatulence by name. This incident in itself showed that she had already noticed Mammon's actions in advance, but some details needed to be confirmed by him.
"5000 million, I'll help you get a list of flatulent mercenaries, but this is just a business." He emphasized.

Harry said: "Brudhaven is not as prosperous as Manhattan after all, after this matter is over, you should move back.

As long as the information on the list is correct, I will send you a building, which is your original Midnight Restaurant. "

Midnight struggled for a moment, but still refused: "No need, it's fine here."

An inexplicable smile flashed in Harry's eyes, and he got up to bid him farewell.

"Wait!" Midnight walked back with the box containing the 'Witch's Body Armor', and said, "The customers spent a total of [-] million dollars in the store today, breaking the single-day consumption record, and they should have a small gift."

Harry asked curiously, "Where did you find the clothes? It seems that I threw it in the sewer back then, so no one should be able to pick it up."

Thinking back for a moment at Midnight, he said, "It should be Jim Gordon.

After the "demon incident" at Gotham Cathedral that year, the Holy Crusaders and the Gotham Police Department dropped the charges against you, and you also denied that you were the masked female shooter in the Bali Street shootout.

He wanted to arrest you, so he looked around for evidence that you were a masked woman, and finally found this dress in the sewer, and quietly stored it in the evidence room of the police station.

As I recall, he did arrest you then. "

Harry looked complicated, "It turns out that guy isn't all reckless and impulsive."

Midnight said: "He has been preparing for several months, and even planned to go to Bali Street to find witnesses, that is, your former neighbor.

If you deny it on the spot in court, and he suddenly presents personal and physical evidence, it is really possible to convict you. "

"How do you know so well?" Harry asked curiously.

"I will try my best to find out the origin of the products that are placed on the counter." The corner of Midnight's mouth curled up, and said proudly: "I am a voodoo sorcerer, and I am looking for the parties involved in the incident in hell. It is as simple as giving Gotham Hang up the old friend."

"By the way, Constantine is your friend, right?" he asked suddenly.

"A very good friend, why, do you have news about him?" Harry asked with concern.

With her popularity in the magic world, as her good friend, others may look up to him at certain times, but it is more likely to stab him hard to revenge her.

"The one who was judged by Satan along with the flatulence was the demon Duke Negal. It once took advantage of the danger and injected its own demon blood into Constantine when he was hospitalized in a car accident and three of his limbs were broken and unable to move."

"I know that. Oh, poor John." Harry sighed pityingly.

"Satan gave Nergal a chance for revenge, and took Constantine's soul to hell, where he was tortured for millions of years."

Harry held back his laughter, and said worriedly: "John has Negal's blood in his body, which is equivalent to its bloodline servants. Facing the devil's manipulation, he has almost no power to resist!
Midnight, help me keep an eye on the spot, find John and notify me immediately. "

Father Midnight's eyes flickered slightly, "Of course."

——When that bastard dies, I will notify you!
When Harley left on the Yamaha, two pieces of news spread quietly.

First, the witch Harley disguised her identity and went to the midnight bar for almost two hours.

Second, the Witch is looking for Constantine to protect him from Negal.

"What did she do to you?"

At midnight, Father Midnight was meditating while holding his sister's skull, when a phantom appeared beside him out of thin air.

The old man put down the skull calmly, and said calmly: "I didn't expect His Majesty Mamen to come in person, it really makes the small shop flourish!

But business is business, and if you want to get any news from me, you have to pay a price. "

"How brave! How dare you talk to me like this." The phantom twisted and swelled, almost touching the ceiling, as if it was about to rush towards midnight, and the escaping violent magic power whipped up a whistling wind in the room.

"Buzzing..." The eyes of the skull in Midnight's hand flickered with scarlet magic light, and layer after layer of magic circles rose in the room. Mammon's phantom quickly shrank into a normal human figure, and its body was firmly bound by magic chains.

"Your Majesty Mammon, don't underestimate any magic master, especially the old master who has hundreds of species in the world." Father Midnight sneered.

Mamen calmed down, opened her scarlet eyes, and asked, "Are you so strong against the witch?"

"I'm as low as a dog in front of her." Midnight said bitterly with a dark face.

Then, he sighed weakly again, and said: "I am very realistic, whoever wants to kill me, I will kneel down.

You are the devil, but you can't kill me.

The witch is not even an archmage now, but she can burn my bar to the ground.

That crazy woman can do anything. "

"You can use formations to deal with her. Didn't she come to your bar today?" Mamen looked down at the rune chains on her body, tsk-tsk, "Eight sets of god-level town-blocking formations, twelve sets of grandmaster-level Soul suppressing circle, there are three sets of space-time blocking circles, and one set of banishing circles.
In the whole world, there are not even a handful of mages who dare to enter your house to act wildly. "

"Unfortunately, the witch Harley is the 'thumb' in the palm of her hand." Midnight smiled wryly.

"Okay, let's do business as usual. How much is the detailed process of the witch coming here?" Mamen asked.

"50, Soul Coin." Midnight stretched out his palm and said with his eyes shining.

"You think I'm a big water fish?" Mamen said angrily.

——He bribed Belial and Beelzebub, the two demon kings, and spent a total of 200 million.How dare this little human mage speak?
Midnight said seriously: "I promise it's definitely worth the money."

"Say it and let me judge for myself."

Midnight said firmly: "Pay 20% of the deposit first, and let the remaining 80% be in my sight, this is the rule!"

"You also asked the witch to pay a deposit?" Mammon stared at him and asked.

Midnight shook his head, "I'm not going to offend the witch Harley for a mere [-] million dollars."

Mamen gritted her teeth and said, "You only took [-] million from her, but you asked me for thousands of [-] million."

"You are different people and have different wealth, so the news means different things to you. My news is just icing on the cake for the witch, but it is definitely a helping hand for you."

Mammon opened her mouth, "Ugh!"

A blood-colored waterfall fell from His mouth, and every drop of water sealed a soul.

A fifth goes to Papa Midnight.

"Dare to lie to me, even if it will delay the big event of hunting the witch, I will kill you first." The king of wealth said coldly.

"When I do business, I have always been innocent. Even the witch praised the value for money when paying the bill." Midnight said seriously.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell her secret!"

Midnight said earnestly: "She had a premonition of a crisis, or heard something, and knew that you were planning her, so she asked a fortune teller to predict her future.

Through prophecy, she anticipates your actions and makes arrangements accordingly.

If you break into Quinn Manor without knowing anything, you will definitely fall into a trap and be doomed forever. "

"Absurd, what kind of prophecy can peek into the fate of the devil king?" Mamen said murderously, "You're fooling me!"

Midnight said: "You can also find someone to divination, if you can see through her future, you can easily know whether I have lied or not.

If my information is wrong, you have nothing to lose, and I will refund the deposit.

But if my news is proven, you will avoid a catastrophe.

No matter how you look at it, you won't lose money, right? "

Mamen calmed down and said, "The future is uncertain. Divination is just one of many possibilities to observe the future, and it is meaningless to the strong."

"To be honest, I can't guarantee whether the witch is cheating, deliberately prophesying, and deceiving you through me.

But try it, you have nothing to lose.

My property is here, and my people are here. If the news is wrong, you can come here at any time, and the soul coins will be returned as they are. "Midnight said.

Mammon could find no reason to refuse.

When he returned to hell that night, he invited a demon noble who was proficient in prophecy to divination for their witch hunt.

"Oh!"

Under the stunned gaze of several demon bosses, the demon viscount's head exploded and he died tragically on the spot.

(End of this chapter)