The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 389 The Magician with a Difficult Background
Dozens of people wearing clown masks poured into the spacious theater, all holding weapons in their hands. Some held guns, some held sticks, and some carried a huge bag.

"Put all your valuables in these bags." The masked man in the lead glanced at everyone present, and the gun in his hand also swept across everyone along with his gaze. The threat was self-evident.

Although there were many spectators present who were armed, one gun was definitely not enough when facing dozens of kidnappers. Even if they managed to kill one or two of the remaining people, they would also be killed. At this time, the right thing to do was to be honest. Guns could only be used as a last resort of self-defense, and resistance was unrealistic.

The most important point is that these people wear clown masks or simply apply clown makeup on their faces. Everyone living in Gotham knows what these masks represent.

The Joker, the most vicious criminal in Gotham, is lawless and has no rules. No one wants to mess with this guy.

Just like that, a few people carrying bags, escorted by their companions, began to collect valuables from the audience one by one. These rich people in Gotham couldn't help but complain in their hearts.

We just experienced a super virus outbreak yesterday, and today we came to watch a show to relax, but we ran into such a group of bad guys. What bad luck.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle!" A kidnapper scolded a male spectator, who took off the expensive watch on his wrist with a look of heartache, but hesitated when putting it into the bag. After all, it was his dating artifact, and he would not have brought it out if it was not to capture today's female companion.

"Damn it! You like watches so much, do you like Bullet?"

The guard behind him couldn't bear it anymore, so he stepped over his companion in front of him and pointed the shotgun in his hand directly at the man's forehead. The huge force even made the man's neck twist to the side.

"I'll give it to you! I'll give it to you!" The man threw the hot potato in his hand into the bag in fear. At this time, he understood a truth, that is, money is not as important as life.

Although the man had become sensible, the kidnapper obviously would not let him go. He turned the shotgun in his hand and smashed the man's head with the butt of the gun. Fortunately, the man was agile enough to avoid the attack by tilting his head, but the butt of the gun still hit his shoulder. With a crisp sound, the man screamed in pain.

Seeing the man's miserable condition, his female companion could no longer suppress the fear in her heart and screamed subconsciously. The kidnapper from the Joker Gang became even more annoyed and immediately pointed the gun at the woman.

"Do you think I dare not shoot?"

The woman faced the gun pointed at her like a duck with its throat pinched, with only a look of fear on her face. Unfortunately, the kidnappers would not let her go.

Just as the kidnapper was about to pull the trigger, the man who had been knocked to the ground grabbed his pants. The kidnapper looked down at the man and found that the latter was looking at him pleadingly.

"Please let her go."

"Then you die for her!" The kidnapper lowered the gun towards the man.

Giovanni looked at the atrocities before him and became furious. He continued to reach into his top hat, ready to teach these arrogant guys a lesson.

"Boom!"

Thunder sounded, and before anyone could react, the kidnapper holding the shotgun had already flown backwards. When they came to their senses, they saw a burly man standing next to the man, still holding the shotgun of the kidnapper who had been flown backwards.

"Well done." Yang Le, who had turned into an Aesir, praised the man on the ground. He exerted a little force with his fingers, and the shotgun twisted and deformed like plasticine, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a pile of scrap metal.

Discarding the scrap metal, ignoring the rapidly developing feelings between the man and woman after his heroic performance, Yang Le quickly glanced at all the kidnappers in the theater. "Where did you get this freak?" the leading kidnapper recklessly challenged Yang Le, pointing his gun at him. "Believe it or not, I'll turn you into a hornet's nest!"

Having said this, the kidnapper had already pulled the trigger. His neurotic look showed that he had learned it from his boss, the Joker, but he obviously didn't grasp the essence of it.

Yang Le didn't say anything, but just stretched out his palm and made a pistol gesture. A flash of lightning quickly appeared on his index finger, and then it was fired out. This tiny electric current melted the incoming bullet and split into dozens of even smaller electric currents, which then hit each kidnapper equally.

After a period of convulsions, the kidnappers from the Joker Gang fell to the ground in unison. Their bodies turned black. If it weren't for the occasional twitching of their bodies and the faint groans, outsiders might have thought they were electrocuted.

"The crisis is over, everyone," Yang Le announced loudly. "Now those who have lost money can go and get their belongings back. Remember not to take advantage of the situation."

Looking at the powerful Yang Le, Giovanni silently took his hand out of his hat. Suddenly, he seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. When he turned around, he saw Wonder Woman hiding behind the screen.

...

"I see." Giovanni touched his chin. His magic show had just ended because a robbery had happened. Even if he wanted to continue the show, the audience had no interest in watching it. He had no choice but to announce that he would do it the next day.

The day after the performance, Giovanni, who was free from trouble, naturally listened to the purpose of Yang Le and Wonder Woman's visit, but after knowing the whole story, the famous human magician couldn't help but feel a headache.

"Please Giovanni, I need your help," Wonder Woman pleaded.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, Wonder Woman." Giovanni rubbed his temple and said distressedly.

"The truth is, as a magician of orthodox origin, my encounters with those evil demons are limited to confrontations. I don't know where Circe, the witch who survived the Age of Gods, might have gone. You may need to find a magician with a less orthodox background to help you with this matter."

Seeing this, Wonder Woman stopped pushing and instead asked, "Can you recommend someone?"

"This..." Giovanni was stunned and lowered his head to think. He had already rejected his companion's request once and was ready to find a more reliable wizard, but before he could think of anything, a voice suddenly rang out.

"I can recommend someone."

A crisp voice came from the door. Everyone turned around and saw a girl with black hair standing at the door. From the girl's beautiful appearance, it can be seen that she must have a close relationship with Giovanni.

"Zatanna?" Giovanni looked at his daughter in surprise.

"Who is it?" Wonder Woman asked hurriedly.

Facing this long-famous superhero, Zatanna was not at all nervous and still spoke confidently.

"Constantine."

(End of this chapter)