I logged into Mr. Zombie

Tan Wenjie tried raising his right hand and gently shaking it.

The eyes of the two ladies in front of them followed the movement, and their faces showed a hint of eagerness.

"what is this?"

Wonder Woman reacted quickly, adjusted her state, and sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

“It’s a magical cat that can grant power to others.” Tan Wenjie picked up the Egyptian cat with one hand and observed it. “It can give its target cat-related powers, but it also seems to impart cat-like habits. Have you noticed anything strange about yourselves?”

“No.” Wonder Woman shook her head.

"I feel like I've suddenly become very agile, but other than that, nothing seems to be wrong." Hermione quickly returned to normal from her catgirl state, stating that she was definitely not affected by a cat's magic.

Tan Wenjie didn't say anything, but simply took out a can of cat food and grabbed the pull tab.

"Click——"

The moment he opened the can, both women and the two cats turned to look at him.

"Ahem." Wonder Woman turned her head away somewhat awkwardly.

Hermione also stiffly turned her gaze away.

The Egyptian cat showed little interest in the canned food, its attention remaining focused on the potion.

Only Crookshank, an ordinary cat, came close to Tan Wenjie and focused intently on eating his canned food.

"Looks like it really doesn't have any impact." Tan Wenjie nodded, then casually tossed a ball of yarn into the air.

"Meow!" X4
After a few seconds.

Wonder Woman calmly tidied her hair, without blushing or panting.

Compared to her composure, Hermione was a bit more sensitive, especially when Tan Wenjie's scrutinizing gaze fell upon her, making her feel increasingly uncomfortable.

"How's the new user acquisition going?" Tan Wenjie asked, appropriately changing the subject.

"We've already contacted Green Lantern, Flash, Superman... but we haven't been able to reach Aquaman yet."

“Aquaman, it’s actually okay if we don’t contact him.” Tan Wenjie suddenly lowered his voice and said seriously, “Actually, I’m afraid of water.”

"What?" X2
"We'll all be teammates from now on, so we need to make sure we understand each other's weaknesses beforehand," Tan Wenjie said frankly.

It's not an exaggeration to say he's not good at naval warfare; someone of his skill level would hardly have any obvious weaknesses.

at the same time.

Downstairs, there's a coffee shop.

A sports car appeared here very "discreetly".

After being rejected several times, Bruce Wayne didn't really care about Tan Wenjie. After all, compared to Tan Wenjie, the Kryptonian in Metropolis was much more terrifying.

He had no way to stop the out-of-control Superman.

Placing the Earth's safety entirely on the other party's "kindness" is not Batman's style; he is least adept at praying.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. Those humans with supernatural powers that the butler Afu had been keeping an eye on recently were suddenly approached by two ladies who invited them to join the so-called "Justice League" organization.

After investigation, Bruce discovered that the two men had a very close relationship with Tan Wenjie, and that they had never intended to hide this relationship.

A group of supernatural humans who could potentially be completely beyond his control was enough to raise an alarm bell in Bruce Wayne's mind, so he came uninvited.

"Mr. Wayne, this building is yours from now on." The coffee shop owner smiled as he accepted the check.

"Is that superhero upstairs?" Bruce Wayne made no attempt to hide his intentions.

“He’s upstairs,” the owner nodded. “But that guy never shows his face except when ordering takeout.”

An imperfect superhero who also kills has crossed Batman's line.

The coffee shop owner took the money and left promptly, also clearing the area out of the coffee shop.

Bruce, meanwhile, methodically prepared the eavesdropping device.

I didn't expect to hear Tan Wenjie's voice as soon as I adjusted the channel.

"Afraid of water?" Bruce asked seriously.

A very useful piece of information.

However, the veracity of this claim remains to be verified, as he suspects that the people upstairs have already discovered him.

What if it was a weakness deliberately revealed by the other party? After all, the timing is too coincidental.

Bruce frowned as he quickly noticed the chat messages upstairs. Why had the topic veered from forming the Justice League to whether or not to add fruit to pizza?

Moreover, discussing whether King Shark's fins taste good is already hellish enough.

However, Bruce perked up his ears when the love story between Shark King and Constantine was mentioned.

"There must be something wrong with the brains of these people."

Or perhaps they are deliberately lowering their own IQ, preparing to defeat themselves with a wealth of experience as idiots.

But I have to say, gossip sounds pretty exciting.

"Fake!"

A furious curse and a loud "bang" as the door was kicked open made Bruce look up abruptly.

upstairs.

Tan Wenjie is introducing John Constantine's gossip to two women and two cats.

When it comes to not being picky about food, Tan Wenjie has already had in-depth conversations with snakes, female ghosts, and so on, but compared to Constantine's extensive resume, he still seems like a greenhorn.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open, and a disheveled man in a trench coat, smoking a cigarette, glared angrily at Tan Wenjie.

"Fake!"

"I never expected to have such a distinguished guest. Master Kang, what can I do for you?"

Tan Wenjie looked at this man who was in no way inferior to himself in terms of physical modeling.

With a cigarette dangling from his lips and a classic trench coat, he looks like a personal logo.

It was John Constantine who arrived.

In particular, the familiar, almost pungent, scumbag aura emanating from the other person gave Tan Wenjie a strong sense of déjà vu, as if he were looking in a mirror.

He would never admit that he told the other person's gossip precisely because he knew they had come uninvited.

It's a pity that Master Kong's stamina is far inferior to that of Batman; otherwise, he would have had the chance to hear the rest of the story, such as guessing a character who has six legs that go into a box but only two legs come out.

There are just too many of Batman's hellish jokes to list.

“I have nothing to do with Shark King.” Constantine turned to look behind him.

A beautiful woman stood behind him, her expression somewhat strange.

King Shark has a large following; the terrifying appearance of this supervillain makes him easy to remember, much like how many people believe that Batman is Gotham's biggest villain.

In front of a woman he liked, Master Kang hoped to maintain his image, even though it seemed a bit too late now.

"It's only a matter of time," Tan Wenjie said nonchalantly.

Constantine glared at Tan Wenjie.

"You can help me, right?" The woman who came with Constantine suddenly stepped forward and asked nervously.

“I haven’t performed exorcisms for a long time.” Tan Wenjie sized up the other person’s appearance and physique. “Our Eastern-style exorcisms require taking off clothes.”

It's standard procedure for a master to exorcise demons and change someone's luck, and then accidentally have a relationship with them.

He has a bottom line; he'll only take off half his clothes.

Hermione and Diana, standing behind, couldn't help but roll their eyes. "My sister was a devout Christian," the woman said, "but she died by suicide. I know that's impossible. John said it's all about hell."

"Has anyone done a summary?" Tan Wenjie asked Constantine.

They've never met and aren't familiar with each other at all, but since Constantine has shamelessly come to their door, it can only mean that the other party really can't protect them anymore.

“The Child of Hell is about to descend upon the human world.” Constantine pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. “Her sister was killed by a demon, and she is also a target of the demon.”

Constantine pointed to the woman beside him.

“I’ve already helped ward off demons a few times, but the demons seem endless. I just happened to see on the news that you’re also an exorcist.”

“From the East,” Tan Wenjie emphasized. “I have a good relationship with the Eastern underworld, but I’m not very familiar with your hell, so I may not be able to help.”

In some ways, hell is equivalent to the underworld.

In some worlds, Tan Wenjie serves as the Emperor of Fengdu, a position roughly equivalent to Satan. However, the specific circumstances differ. In the Western world, Heaven and Hell are irreconcilable enemies, while the Underworld is under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court.

Even though the relationship between the Eastern and Western underworlds and hell is unclear, Tan Wenjie himself possesses demonic power. He is even a demon lord, and he can find a suitable reason to interfere if he wants to.

But cleaning up Constantine's mess is absolutely out of the question.

“I have some useful things,” Constantine said, “the Shroud of Turin, the Mark of the Red King, and…”

“I heard you’ve been with a lot of devils.” Tan Wenjie, however, was completely unconcerned about Constantine’s empty promises.

Those so-called magical artifacts held no appeal for him.

Constantine: “…”

He glanced at the woman accompanying him, whose expression seemed somewhat uncomfortable.

Aside from the noble and righteous reason of "saving the world" and other reasons that compel one to take action, lust also plays a small part in helping the other party.

Now that he has been exposed to his face for having an affair with a devil, the other party is likely to feel physical disgust.

After all, demons generally have a rather disgusting appearance.

Actually, the succubus is quite lustrous, but Constantine can't prove it himself, and given the Shark King incident, his words now lack credibility.

To some, King Shark might be even more incomprehensible than the Devil, although Constantine finds them both quite charismatic; those who haven't experienced them have no right to comment.

Tan Wenjie continued, "I need the devil to do me a small favor."

"That's it?" Constantine breathed a sigh of relief. "Of course!"

Not to mention getting demons to do small favors, he could even trick a large number of demons into walking into his trap without any psychological burden, causing them to be taken away by Tan Wenjie.

This is the reputation that belongs to Constantine.

Of course, if Tan Wenjie is not good enough or is unlucky enough to be "collected" by the devils, Master Kong will not feel apologetic at all.

“Tell me the details,” Tan Wenjie said. “This place is not suitable for a long stay.”

“Could it be…” Constantine frowned, “that we were careful enough on our way here.”

The woman targeted by the demon's gaze changed drastically.

The days of fleeing left her physically and mentally exhausted. She never expected to be followed. At the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief. As expected of a top spiritual medium who had saved the earth, she could tell at a glance that she was being followed.

Constantine is still far from good enough.

"What?" Tan Wenjie asked in confusion. "I mean, if a fight breaks out here, they might tear down my house. I was planning to find a place to eat, and no one is following you right now."

Several people:"……"

As everyone left, Bruce, who was left alone, suddenly shouted "Fuck!"

The door to the coffee shop in front opened, and a head peeked in. Startled by Bruce's angry outburst, the head froze, unsure whether to go in or back, and just stared awkwardly at Bruce.

"Sir, I forgot to bring my computer."

“Go ahead.” Bruce quickly composed himself.

Now he was certain of one thing: Tan Wenjie knew he was there, because the other man had suddenly started telling the story of Constantine as if he were doing it on purpose.

By extension, everything you heard was done on purpose by the other party.

"Heaven, demons..."

Bruce left quickly.

As a human being on Earth, he cannot accept any intrusion, even if the intruder is God or an angel.

He must take the initiative to participate in this confrontation.

……

into the night.

The long street was deserted.

Only the streetlights were constantly on, and a pickup truck was parked quietly by the roadside.

Tan Wenjie, Hermione (Shazam!), and Diana (Wonder Woman) were sitting in the car, with Constantine and his female companion in front of them.

This was one of the conditions on which Tan Wenjie agreed to help; the two of them had to act as bait to lure out the demon in the shadows.

Behind Tan Wenjie and the others, a man who had already changed into a bat-themed suit quietly found the dripping beast building in the city and squatted down beside it.

Constantine, standing ahead, smoked a cigarette, maintaining a dashing posture in the cold wind.

“He’s been smoking for two hours,” Hermione couldn’t help but say.

“That’s right, and he only used the lighter once.” Wonder Woman nodded in agreement.

The remaining cigarettes were all lit with cigarette butts.

"I never knew being a medium could be so lucrative," Tan Wenjie exclaimed in surprise.

Given Constantine's smoking rate, his family might not be able to support him without owning a tobacco factory.

The two looked at him.

Is this the point? !

Tan Wenjie's voice suddenly changed, and he lowered his voice: "Look carefully, this man's name is Xiao Shuai."

Wonder Woman, standing nearby: "What?"

"That woman's name is Xiaomei."

Two people: "..."

Not only them, but even Batman, who was secretly monitoring everything, was speechless.

“They are now waiting for the demons to launch a sneak attack.” Tan Wenjie took out his wand.

The Elder Wand, the Philosopher's Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak were all on him.

The Trinity of Death from "Death" has already activated its set effect.

Increases mana cap by up to 10%.

Suddenly, dark clouds surged in the sky, and the gates to the otherworld from hell burst open. Countless filthy and evil souls rushed out of the gates, gathering rapidly like locusts.

The moon was obscured behind the locust clouds.

The buzzing of wings was deafening.

Moreover, when the gates of hell opened, everyone present took the opportunity to see the true state of hell.

It was completely in ruins, as if everything was collapsing.

Of everyone present, the most knowledgeable Wonder Woman couldn't help but exclaim, "It's like a nuclear explosion." (End of Chapter)