People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 491 491. You are not a child

Late for meetings, late for dinners, late for children's birthdays, there is never a time when The Flash is not late.

He is the fastest man in the world, right!
"Feel sorry."

What else can be said, Barry Allen, who came by plane and rented a car with his parents, could only say this.

Looking down and seeing that his hands were empty, Hal looked at the place where the gifts were stored and whispered: "Didn't you bring any gifts? Victor also brought one."

"I"

It's sizzling!

"I brought it!"

Barry instantly had a box of fruit in his hand, which he didn't have just now.

Hal knew that the Flash used the Speed ​​Force to temporarily buy a box of gifts, and even the packaging of the box was the same as the one he brought.

Patting this buddy on the shoulder, Green Lantern expressed his understanding.

Everyone misses things, that's normal.

“I’m very grateful to my friends for coming to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the Botanical Garden.”

Seeing those Philadelphia Wreckers standing nearby, Zhang San continued speechlessly: "The Justice League is a trustworthy partner, and I hope that together we can build the earth into the most powerful civilization in the universe in the future. "

Taking the water handed by the employee, he took a sip and then raised the glass: "Sorry, everyone, we only provide drinks and water because there are children."

Snap, snap, snap, snap.
Amid the applause of the crowd, Zhang San and others used scissors to cut off the red ribbon in front of him, and the Alien Botanical Garden was officially opened!
"After taking such a long flight here, I hope those alien plants on the keyboard won't disappoint me."

Behind the crowd, Constantine, who was walking with Zed, had drinks and food in his hands. He was not polite at all.

Recently, the exorcist was studying a magic, but the effect would be very poor if plants from the earth were used as materials, so he wanted to try alien plants.

It shouldn't mind if it borrows a little from the keyboard's botanical garden.

The ticket price of 20 yuan was quite cheap. The British and Zed who paid for the admission walked forward for a while and saw an environment similar to that of a zoo.

Flat ground, street lights, benches for rest, trash cans.
Each alien plant with a very special appearance is planted in a circle of white low walls. There is an introduction board in front of them, such as what the plant is called, which galaxy it comes from, etc.

【Happy Grass】

From the Miter galaxy.

Can you touch the plants, try taking off your shoes and step on them?
In front of them was a lawn without any protective measures. The grass on it looked no different from the grass on the earth, and someone had already taken off their shoes and walked in to play.

"Hahahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Ugh, hum hum ha ha ha ha!"

Some people were laughing so hard that they couldn't stand up straight. They could only hold their legs with their hands and laugh continuously.

"Don't you want to go up and try?" Seeing Zed shaking his head, Constantine handed her the windbreaker in his hand, then took off his shoes and stepped on the lawn.

He didn't feel anything at first, but after a few seconds, the gentleman found that something seemed to be gently touching the soles of his feet.
"Hehehehahahahaha!"

He couldn't hold it back and ran out without even holding on for half a minute. call--!
This feeling disappeared instantly after Constantine walked out of the lawn. He looked back and stared at the moving lawn, using his shoes as a cover to pull two pieces of grass, but found that he couldn't pull it at all.

This alien plant seems a bit difficult to obtain, and a man with good shoes will have to give it up.

Wow
After washing their hands, Constantine and Zed went to another plant that was accessible. They look like some kind of green, round vent pipes with some little tentacles inside.

According to the information on the introductory card, these 'soul absorbers' placed on other people's heads seem to make their hair healthier.

The keyboard also provides seats for everyone to sit on and enjoy the care of alien plants.

"This time it's my turn." Hair is every woman's biggest concern, and Zed is no exception.

She sat on the seat that someone had just left, and soon felt something strange coming from above her head.

The green plants completely wrapped her hair up inside, and the tentacles made it feel like there was a gentle wind inside blowing her hair.

After about two minutes, Zed stroked his silky hair, reached out from his pocket, took out a ten-dollar bill, and put it into the almost full reward box next to him.

"It will make money."

Constantine also saw a few hundred-dollar bills in the transparent box. He really didn't know which rich people threw them in.

When he lamented that he sometimes had to come to someone's home and get beaten in order to gain others' trust, a park staff member not far away set his sights on the tourist.

The intelligent AI monitored the man's sneaky weeding behavior, so it sent Constantine's appearance and what he was doing to the patrol officers.

"Sir, can you come with me?"

"Angelilla."

Reading the staff member's name on his employee ID card, Constantine couldn't help but look at it twice after shifting his gaze.

He agreed, but the British man thought that the keyboard was asking people to come to him, but he found that he and Zed were taken by the employee named Angelila to a room that was forbidden to visitors.

Click.

Hearing the sound of the door suddenly locking behind him, Constantine smiled and said to the ladies sitting in the room with their hands folded and evil eyes: "Sorry, ladies, I have company today."

"I'm not with him."

Zed sold him decisively, because there was only one possibility for this situation to happen, and John secretly did something he shouldn't have done.

Just like he did in Vegas, except that time no one caught John's cheating magic, but this time?
"John Constantine. Sir, you need to explain to us why you want to pull the happy grass."

On the big screen that lit up next to him, the scene of the British man crouching down, wearing shoes but using his hands hard on the grass, was completely enlarged.

Because the evidence they presented was too strong, even the thick-skinned Constantine had to admit his mistake. He took out a ten-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to Angelila:
"I'll fine you ten yuan if I'm caught. I admit my mistake."

"The dishonest child is only fined ten yuan, but you must be an adult, right? Our penalty standard for adults is a minimum of one hundred, and there is no upper limit based on the degree of damage to the plant."

Angelila spoke in a gentle voice that made Constantine feel like he had eaten a fly.

Seeing those muscular sisters whose arms were almost as thick as his legs and still staring at him, the man who didn't dare to raise any questions took out a few ten and twenty yuan bills.

(End of this chapter)