The Beetle parked in front of a Chinese restaurant, occupying the last parking space. The traffic policeman who passed by and issued a ticket was stunned for a moment, and he took back the ticket he had torn off.
In the restaurant, Miao Mu and Jason each held a braised pork knuckle and ate it all. In the kitchen behind them, a very special dish, Farewell My Concubine, was stewed.
The black-bone chicken stewed turtle was modified by the boss, who followed the local customs, and turned it into bison whip stewed snapping turtle, which was a great addition.
Miao Mu For a little extra money, the boss stuffed a handful of American ginseng into the pot and poured in half a bucket of wolfberry.
Turning to Miao Mu, he gave Miao Mu a look that even a man could understand, and the boss even said in a mean manner, "I guarantee that even the bed legs will be broken by night."
In fact, Miao Mu wanted to make up for the vomited blood and take some medicated food to restore the effect, but... this is considered a supplement, right?
It's none of his business! Just eat it and that's it, supplementing it is not supplementing it!
However, with an elbow on his stomach, Miao Mu wiped his greasy hands, looked at Jason who was still struggling with fat, and raised his hand to order two bottles of carbonated drinks to relieve the greasiness.
"Uncle, take out your mirror quickly and call for help!" A fat man in a vest rushed in with a few people behind him.
"What's wrong?" The boss came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife and looked at the fat man and those people, a little confused.
He thought he was here to cause trouble...
"No, uncle, you have to lend us your big mirror. The Xiao Mei family on the top floor needs it urgently. The master is here and wants to set up a ritual to catch ghosts!"
The fat man gestured and said, "It's missing a big mirror. I remember you have one here, that's the one!"
The fat man pointed to the large mirror hanging on the wall, which was as tall as a person and had a bronze frame on the outside.
"Xiao Mei's house, is that crazy girl?" The boss recalled and thought, it seemed that there was indeed such a one.
"Then take it quickly!" the boss urged quickly.
"Hey, help!" The fat man quickly called to the people behind him, and together with the shop owner, he took off the mirror from the wall, carried it and ran outside.
"Ghost hunting? Do you still have this thing here?" Miao Mu held a thin cigar in his mouth and leaned on the chair with a smile.
"Hey, don't mention it. You're a teenage girl. If you say she's possessed, she's possessed. She doesn't recognize her relatives." The shop owner waved his hand and quickly ran to the kitchen to take care of his pot of Bawang Dabu Decoction.
"Master, is there really a ghost?" Jason held the bones with both hands, chewing on the soft and brittle bones, and was covered in oil.
"I don't know if there are ghosts or not, but demons do exist."
Miao Mu held a thin cigar in his mouth, crossed his legs, and began to brag, but DC Universe contained relatively few supernatural ghosts.
But there are no shortage of things like demons and zombies. Gotham There is also an undead zombie Solomon Grundy in the swamp.
Moreover, the magic side is not uncommon. Batgirl in the Bat-Family later is a master of fighting magic crimes, although they are proficient in computer technology.
"Here comes the chicken soup!" The shop owner happily ran over with a casserole and slowly placed it on the table.
"There are children here, what kind of chicken soup! Is there chicken in it?" Miao Mu looked at the casserole and couldn't help but complain.
"This one is much better than a chicken, it's very impressive!"
The shop owner didn't care at all about Miao Mu's complaints and directly opened the lid of the pot. The steam was steaming with the aroma of medicine and food.
Anyone who smells it can feel their blood boiling.
Jason also smelled this smell for the first time. He moved his head forward and twitched his nose hard, but was pushed aside by Miao Mu.
"Child, go aside. The boss will give him a hoof to grind his teeth." Miao Mu rolled up his sleeves, picked up a spoon and was about to taste it.
"I'm full..." Jason said.
There was a loud bang and crash outside, like an object being thrown from a high altitude and breaking something.
Miao Mu They all turned around to look. The shop owner reacted the fastest and ran out in a hurry, then wailed.
"OMG!!!"
Miao Mu quickly grabbed a chair and ran outside.
When Jason was about to get up, he looked at the fragrant casserole and Miao Mu who ran out. He quickly picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup and poured it into his mouth.
I smacked my lips with unfinished thoughts. I couldn't taste anything, so I took another spoonful to try.
"What a fool! Who smashed my car!" Miao Mu cursed at the top of his lungs outside, looking up at the stairs.
On the top floor of the sixth floor, a window was open, and there were people looking down at what was thrown out of that window!
They all smashed into his car, and broken glass flew all over the floor.
"Get off here! You think I'm easy to bully!" Miao Mu shouted upwards, raising his foot to crush the broken glass on the ground.
I was already in a bad mood, but now I had a chance to vent. Miao Mu raised his hand and slapped the Beetle.
The Beetle suddenly jumped and bounced on the spot. Miao Mu and the shop owner were so frightened that they thought the tire had exploded.
But it seems okay...
"Oh, isn't this my mirror?"
The store owner looked at the bronze frame on the roof of the Beetle, slapped his thigh, and cursed with Miao Mu.
"Sorry, I reminded you to move the car, but... it seems like it didn't get through."
In the building next to it, a man wearing a suit and tie, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth and a lazy air, glanced sideways at the young man across the street who got into the taxi with a bang, and shook his head helplessly.
"... Who are you?" Miao Mu looked at the man in front of him and frowned. Just after he appeared, Miao Mu's sixth sense was desperately warning that his life was not in danger.
Just... looking at him, I felt something was wrong...
"I..." The man held out his cigarette and was about to introduce himself, but his eyes suddenly fell on Miao Mu's wrist.
Golden Hexagram, tied to the wrist as a makeshift bracelet, immediately caught the man's sight.
He couldn't take his eyes off it just like seeing a peerless beauty.
Miao Mu looked down along his field of vision, quickly retracted the bracelet into his sleeve, and looked at the man with fear.
At the same time, Miao Mu reached for his waist and grasped the pistol grip of Smith & Wesson Wesson M500.
The atmosphere became tense for a moment.
Even the store owner sensed something was wrong and quickly stepped aside, as if he would run away if he disagreed.
"Huh..." The man took a drag of the cigarette butt in his hand, threw it on the ground, stretched out his hand with a smile and said, "My name is John Constantine, and I am a professional exorcist..."
"Get out! Otherwise, I'll blow your head off immediately!"
Just after Constantine said his name, before he could finish the rest of his words, Miao Mu pulled out M500 Revolver and pressed it against his forehead.
A finger could be inserted into the barrel of a large-caliber gun, and even Constantine was stunned for a moment when it was pressed against his head.
I quickly thought in my mind whether I had deceived this guy somewhere, otherwise why would my vigilance be so high?
Miao Mu nervously grasped the pistol grip, fearing that he might accidentally blow this guy's head off.
This is John Constantine, who signed a contract with First of the Fallen demon, Hell's lord Satan. If he dies, Satan will come in person immediately to collect his soul.
Moreover, Miao Mu also knows why his sixth sense feels something is wrong. This bastard is the Lonely Star of Heaven...
Anyone who hangs out with him will have a bad end, and this guy is also a top liar. God of Heaven, Satan of Hell, there is nothing he dares to deceive.
Moreover, this guy has sold his soul three times, three times!
At the same time, he is also a top Black Magic master. Although his deception is more powerful than magic, he is the second most terrifying challenger besides Batman.
A duel can be planned for more than ten years.
The door of the Chinese restaurant was violently pushed open, and Miao Mu hurriedly walked in, still holding a revolver in his hand.
"Jason, let's leave quickly, we can't stay in this stupid place!"
Miao Mu shouted, but he didn't hear Jason's voice. He ran over to take a look and his heart almost stopped.
"Master, I'm going to die..."
Jason put his hands together and covered his face. The blood spurting out from his nose was like a flood that could not be stopped.