American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 464 Constantine, you are a piece of stinky shit!

"You're such a stinking piece of shit, Constantine!"

Looking at Constantine's face that disgusted her, Zatanna couldn't help but curse.

She now knows that her father's death is closely related to the man in front of her.

Zatanna, who had dealt with him before, now saw him and the only thing she wanted to do was to turn around and walk away.

Constantine didn't care about being called a piece of shit. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have never denied this."

Putting out the cigarette on his phone, Constantine stood up and asked her, "Did you gain anything from the theater?"

Constantine already knew about the accident that happened at the magic show theater.

Zatanna shook her head and said, "No."

Wrapping his clothes tightly, Constantine took two steps towards Zatanna and said to her with a serious expression: "Your spells are messed up just like everyone else's. If you use the anti-speech spell again, the consequences will be terrible."

After smoking a cigarette, Constantine still felt unsatisfied, so he used his lighter to light another one.

The faint light of the cigarette was particularly conspicuous in the night.

After taking a drag on his cigarette, he said to Zatanna in a leisurely tone: "Now your only weapons are wisdom and will. It's time to decide where you stand."

"position?"

Zatanna looked at him and frowned, "I am on the side of magic, Constantine. I always have."

Constantine leaned back against the car. "No, you are just watching from the sidelines. As far as I know, there is more than one option to fight alongside someone."

He coughed, spread his hands and asked Zatanna: "From what I understand, you are very close to a farmer now?"

"farmer?"

Zatanna was very upset when she heard Constantine call Peter a farmer.

"Do you have any prejudice against farmers?"

"No, of course I didn't."

Constant shook his head.

"They can shoot without restraint and own vast expanses of farmland that stretch as far as the eye can see."

Constantine coughed and said, "To be honest, I actually want to own a farm when I retire."

"Then you may never realize this wish in this lifetime."

Zatanna sneered at him.

"That's hard to say. Okay, Xiao Zha, let's get back on track. We'll discuss retirement later. Is that mysterious farmer a magician?"

Facing Constantine's question, Zatanna shook her head expressionlessly and said to him: "He is not a magician, why do you want to know this?"

"I just think you should understand that as a magician, if you get too close to ordinary people, it will not bring luck to others."

Constantine didn't know Peter's identity, he just heard that there was such a person in Smallville.

And the other party is very close to Zatanna.

"That's not your business, Constantine. Besides, you got one very important thing wrong. He is not an ordinary person. If he were an ordinary person, there would be no normal people in this world."

"Besides."

When Zatanna said this, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Constantine by the collar, looking at him unkindly, "He is my family, I have always regarded him as a very important person, if you want to hurt or disrespect him, I will not let you go."

Being grabbed by the collar by Zatanna, Constantine raised his hands to indicate that he had no other intentions.

"Calm down, Xiaoza, I'm just curious, no need to overreact."

Seeing that Constantine knew what was happening, Zatanna slowly let go of his hand, "This is best, so that we can live in peace."

Constantine, who was released by Zatanna, saw that she cared so much and wanted to ask Zatanna, what position does he hold in your family?
Is it the role of a father, or something else?
But looking at Zatanna's serious face, Constantine swallowed the words in his mouth.

"Anyway, Xiao Zha, you should understand that there is a problem in the wizarding world. Now all wizards can't use magic normally. One of my unlucky friends had his head exploded while reciting a spell. And you, you tried to perform a trick, but you almost burned down the theater."

"There is a problem in the wizarding world. As wizards, we have to solve this problem."

Constantine said righteously.

"Perhaps you could discuss this with Baron Winters."

Zatanna didn't want to have anything to do with this piece of stinky shit, so she said this and prepared to turn around and leave.

"No, that's impossible. Although I regard them as my colleagues, they don't think so. Those guys have always thought that I am a charlatan, especially Baron Winters."

Constantine's words stopped Zatanna who was about to leave.

"He won't let me in the front door since I burned three people to death on his living room table."

"Shut up!"

After hearing Constantine tell this story, Zatanna couldn't help but want to punch this guy.

"Do you think I don't know that you used my father to fight against the cosmic monster and caused him to be burned to death?"

Unable to suppress her anger, Zatanna quickly walked to Constantine and gave the guy a heavy punch with a "bang".

While knocking Constantine back, Zatanna angrily said to him, "You are selfish and cold-blooded. You disregard other people's lives. In your eyes, everyone is an object that can be used. You are a complete piece of stinky shit."

"Don't mention my father in front of me, or I will kill you next time, even if I have lost my magic now!"

After glaring at the stunned Constantine fiercely, Zatanna turned and left. Walking into the dark night with the howling cold wind, Zatanna's breathing kept rising and falling.

She took a deep breath for a moment before calming herself down.

Her deceased father was the person she least wanted to touch.

Stopping under a dim light on the side of the road, Zatanna closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

The surrounding fog gradually rose up, and feeling the chill in the air, she opened her eyes and looked at her hands.

That bastard Constantine was right. Because of the possible backlash, I can't cast magic now.

Her tall figure seemed elongated under the street light. Staring at her own shadow under the street light, she suddenly remembered what her father said to her when she was a child.

Whether it's irony, a wand, or a boiling cauldron, these are all tricks used to mislead that being.

Only in this way will that "existence" not see what we do.

I was curious and asked my father, "Who are they?"

The father told himself, "It is the abyss, the dark world, and the great darkness. In whispers, they discuss the origin of human magic."

half an hour.

Zatanna let out a long breath and collected her thoughts.

Could it be that the “existence” that my father talked about has arrived now?
After standing under the street light and thinking for a moment, Zatanna suddenly became a little confused.

Now that I have no magical powers, what should I do?
A few minutes later.

Raising her head and looking in the direction of Smallwell, Zatanna's confused heart suddenly calmed down.

I still have a family, and there is a father-like figure in my family.

Putting her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker and wrapping her collar, Zatanna walked in the direction of Smallwell.

Meanwhile, the farm.

In the living room, Kara is teaching Rhea to learn to control her senses.

“You have to heighten your senses and quiet yourself to listen to the world.”

Kara asked Rhea to close her eyes and imagine herself as a whale trapped on an isolated island. While isolating herself from the world, she tried to swim outside and feel the world bit by bit.

"What did you hear, Rhea?"

Kara, who was sitting on the sofa, asked Rhea.

"Lots of it. Very chaotic. It sounded like some people were arguing and some were laughing."

Rhea frowned and said with a somewhat uncomfortable expression.

“That’s it, try to listen to more people’s voices.”

Before Kara could finish her words, Rhea felt a buzzing noise in her ears.

She covered her ears in pain and let out a muffled groan.

"She should do it step by step, instead of suddenly becoming Superman after a bit of sun exposure like Zod did."

Peter said as he came down from upstairs.

Raven and Star-Lord followed him downstairs.

After seeing that Rhea's ear was uncomfortable, Riven immediately stepped forward to help.

She helped Rhea absorb and heal.

"I just hope that soon, Rhea can fly like me."

Kara looked at Riven who was helping Rhea with her treatment and said with a shrug.

"By the way, I heard that there was an accident at your concert today. What happened?"

Kara curiously asked Peter about what happened at the concert.

"I don't know. Most likely, a creature from another dimension was pulled into the stage."

Peter told her, "Death said it had something to do with a big trouble in the wizarding world."

"Magical world?"

Hearing Peter talking about magic, Kara tilted her head and thought for a while, "Terrence Mann, that dead singer, was just an ordinary musician before, but one day he suddenly created amazing works. Many people said that he made a deal with the devil and suddenly became talented."

Kara asked Peter, "Could it be that Terrence Mann is also a magician and he made a deal with the devil in exchange for his musical talent?"

Peter was slightly stunned when he heard Kara's creative idea.

Although it sounds unreliable, it actually feels logical.

Kara stated her inference proudly, "So, as a magician, he has disgusting tentacles sticking out of his mouth, which fits with what you said about the troubles in the magic world."

Peter nodded and listened. Just as he was about to say something in response to Kara's guess, he suddenly caught sight of a somewhat lonely figure outside the farm.

"Zatanna?!"

When Peter saw that the person coming was Zatanna who had braved the cold wind, his expression was slightly stunned.

(End of this chapter)