Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 83 One, People

When Lynn came to the bar mentioned on the phone on the boss's exclusive... bicycle, he could see the smog here from a long distance away.

This must be how many firecrackers were fired.

Pushing open the door, the room was full of joy and peace. Everyone put their arms around the other shoulders, and the other was head to head with the other, happily lying on the ground motionless, sleeping together intimately, and one snoring nothing.

"This~is the calling of the heart~~this~~is the dedication~~of love~~this is the true love~of happiness in the world..."

"Lin, Mr. Lin..."

Although the voice sounded very subtle, Lynn, who was singing with all his might, could still hear it.

Turning his head to look inside the bar, Lynn raised his foot carefully to make himself careful not to step on the red paint and the skin of the firecrackers. It's not blood anyway, and walked to the back of the bar step by step.

With a whoosh, half of his head poked out from the side entrance to look inside: "Who is calling...Konstantin? Why are you here?"

The hair of Constantine sitting at the innermost side of the bar was still smoking, as if something had exploded on top of his head.

And Qi sat next to Constantine on the ground.A bartender in a white shirt with his head wrapped in a tie and his arms wrapped in a rag looked up at Lynn with blank eyes.

"Lin, Mr. Lin, I..."

"I see, you don't need to say it."

Lin En reached out and took the only unbroken wine bottle from the wine cabinet next to him, poured a glass for himself and a glass for the bartender, walked to him and handed it to him: "Your boss is waiting at the door You guys, I believe, you will get what you want."

His dull eyes immediately brightened. The bartender took the wine in Lynn's hand, drank the wine in the glass with a slightly astonished expression on Constantine's face, forcibly supported the bar to get up, and gave Lynn a 90-degree bow. After bowing, he staggered out of the bar.

"Lynn, you do this..."

"What's wrong with me doing this? He wants to thank me for keeping my word and giving him what he wants."

"Thank you, Mr. Lynn!"

The empty voice became a little distorted when it came through the broken glass, but Constantine could still hear it clearly.

"Ugh……"

Sighing, Constantine leaned on a corner of the bar wall, looked at Lin En lightly and said, "I originally thought that I was bold enough, shameless enough, and reckless enough.

But I didn't know until today that you are more exaggerated than me.

Lynn, are you really human? "

Pointing at the people outside who were falling into an eternal sleep, Constantine raised his voice, "Don't you think it's unfair to them?"

"Fair? You? You say...fair?"

Lynn was extremely surprised. Constantine's words scared his head back, and even his double chin came out.

What qualifications do you, Constantine, have to say this!

"You want to be fair, okay. I'll show you fairness."

Lynn reached into her clothes and pulled out a long, hard baguette.

Then, a knife was put into Constantine's hand.

"Separate it."

"what?"

"Separate it."

Constantine randomly cut the long baguette into two pieces, and Lynn put the two pieces together, chose the longer one, and pushed the shorter one towards Constantine.

"...Lin, what do you mean by that?"

Lynn had already eaten the bread. When he heard Constantine's question, he didn't answer. Instead, he reached into his clothes and took out another hard and long baguette.

"Bring the knife."

"what?"

"Knife, bring it."

The knife was in Lynn's hands, and he cut off a small piece of one side of the loaf, pushed it over to Constantine, and kept the barely missing whole for himself.

"Lin...you..."

"I mean, you were the one who cut the bread, and I was the one who chose first, there is fairness.

I was the one who cut the bread, and I was the one who chose it first, and it was fair to go to the special size.

You see, that's what happened. "

After biting off a large piece of bread, Lynn asked Constantine vaguely: "Still, do you think that if you were asked to choose, would you choose the smaller piece?

Um?speak. "

Constantine ate the small piece of bread in silence. It was dry and hard, making it hard to swallow.

"Could it be that there is no other way?"

"Yes, I have."

Lynn did have wine to help him eat bread, so he smiled and said, "It's very simple."

"How to do it?"

"When that knife is in your hand, you shouldn't be cutting bread with it.

You should kill me with it.Hahahahaha!here. "

Lynn pointed to the position of his heart, and then pointed to the sleeping people outside: "That's how they chose, a long time ago, that's how they chose. Constantine, sleep with a woman and sleep with your brain Is something wrong, who are those outside, don't you know!"

Constantine was silent again.

After a long time, he finished eating the bread in his hand, and shook his head helplessly: "As expected, human affairs should be left to human beings to handle.

I'd better deal with the devil's affairs honestly..."

After finishing speaking, Constantine took a deep look at Lynn.Pat your legs and stand up.

"Let's go."

"Walk?"

Lynn's bread couldn't be eaten, and he had already put it away, ready to feed it to the cat in the future.Seeing Konstantin's elegant action of lighting a cigarette, he suspected that the Konstantin who showed a little human emotion and looked like a positive person just now was a fake.

"Where?"

"Hiss...fur..."

Breathing out a puff of smoke, Constantine sat on the bar, scratched his head with the little finger of the hand holding the cigarette, and said helplessly, "Where else can I go, didn't I agree to take you to see someone?" .”

"I'm ready."

Lin En stood up with a whoosh, jumped up from under the bar like a spring, and landed smoothly.

"Let's go then."

Constantine put the cigarette in his mouth, stepped on the blood and strode out.

At this moment, he seemed to have changed from Constantine back to that Zhakang again.

"Why are you in a hurry, wait for me for a while!"

Lynn also bounced and followed out.

..............................

A pure black door is covered by an overall pure white wall.

The huge glass is colorful, and through fine splicing, it constitutes a painting with special meaning.

This is a small church, and the overall style makes Lynn feel a little weird.

He didn't follow Zha Kang to find this place, but was led by Zha Kang, and came here out of nowhere.

While Lynn was still looking at the glass of the church, Zha Kang had already stepped forward and pushed open the black door in a very vulgar and rude way.

"Forest!"

His shout was loud, and Lynn withdrew his gaze from the wall.

"Let's go."

Jarcon in front, Lynn in the rear, walked through the long, empty corridor that seemed to glow, and they finally stopped in front of a smaller, but equally black door.

"Wait here."

A person guarding the door with his head down and unable to see his face said something coldly.

"Here~wait~cut."

Zha Kang imitated a sentence in a strange manner, leaned against the wall, and rested with his eyes closed.

The man guarding the door didn't respond to Constantine's rudeness at all, and kept his head down like a log.

After thinking for a while, Lin En suddenly became a little timid, because he knew who the person behind the door was.

Pushing his hair back with his hands, Lynn's hair gel hand successfully helped him create a mohawk hairstyle.

"Time is up."

The black door was pushed open, and there was a moment of blinding light, which made Lynn's eyes go blank subconsciously.

"Hello, Constantine, and... you, Lynn."

In a daze, Lynn saw a person with his back turned to him, and there seemed to be a fanning light and shadow behind him.

That is, wings.

Huge wings.

　Because of Constantine's role positioning, personality, and his style of always selling teammates, it is difficult to create a character within a few chapters. After all, I am not simply copying comics, but I need to match the content and plot of the book, so Zha Kang will narrow it down bit by bit in a very long space, I hope readers can understand.

Also, push a friend's book.

　
(End of this chapter)