the end of the heavens

Constantine didn't intend to let Mammon go, so he approached him with a smile, and grabbed his shoulder, which was Angela's shoulder: "Baby, I have terminal lung cancer, what can you do?"

"no!"

"Impossible, if you think about it again, there must be."

Man Meng said angrily: "I have, but why should I help you?"

"Because if you don't help me, I will die!" Constantine finished speaking naturally, and his face changed: "Oh, my heart hurts suddenly, and I feel like I'm about to burst, I'll spray you with blood!"

Man Meng exploded in anger: "Bastard, even if I have the ability to cure your lung cancer, the process will be very painful, and you will still die immediately when you trigger the magic!"

"Silly boy, if you treat it with a painless method, it will be ok."

"..."

"Be confident, I believe in you, it's okay!"

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What Constantine said made sense, and Man Meng was speechless for a moment. Amidst his urging, Man Meng reluctantly put his hands on his ribs, restoring the cancerous nicotine lung, and pulling out A large amount of foul-smelling black viscous liquid.

During the period, Mammon also tried to destroy the magic pattern, but Constantine had already prepared for it. The paint depicting the pattern was very magical, and it was directly smeared into the flesh and blood.

He recovered from illness, and his handsome appearance returned to his face. Konstantin closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

This is the breath of unfettered freedom, the harbinger of returning to the path of scum!

After learning the information about Mammon's arrival, he lowered Russell's Holy Light Healing Technique by one level as a backup plan, silently waiting for the opportunity to come.

Konstantin knew very well that Russell was unreliable, because they both had the same eyes, with 'sell teammates' written on the left eye and 'you die' written on the right eye.

Only by relying on his own mind and taking a risky gamble, will he be more likely to succeed.

Apparently, he succeeded, and he can smoke cigarettes for at least another 50 years!

"Hahaha----"

With Man Meng trembling with anger, Constantine laughed wantonly, touched his pocket and took out his favorite cigarette, held it gently with his thin lips, and then handed the lighter to Man Meng.

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"Look at your stupidity. You don't have any vision. How can you be a son in hell? Why don't you hurry up and give it to your father in the world."

"..."

Man Meng was furious. He is a majestic son of hell. He is equal to Jesus in terms of status and status. He enjoys the worship of countless devils in hell. When did he suffer such humiliation?

At that moment, anger rose from his heart, and evil turned to his guts. He held the lighter tightly, narrowed his eyes slightly to hide his killing intent, and sneered...

Light a cigarette for Constantine!

Man Meng tasted the bitter fruit of humiliation silently, and warned himself that those who achieve great things must be able to bear it. If they can't bear it now, they don't know how long they will have to bear it when they return to hell!

It's only for a while, bear with it!

"Hahahaha, well done! Well done!"

Constantine couldn't stop laughing, patted Manmeng on the shoulder, took a deep breath of the cigarette, filtered it with his refreshing lungs, and blew it all on Manmeng's face.

"Cool!!"

"Ahhhh-"

Having had enough, Manmeng roared at Constantine, waved his hand and shattered the wall next to him, and the black mist turned into pitch-black bat wings, flapping his wings and disappearing into the night.

Man Meng couldn't wait any longer, he wanted to find Gabriel, he wanted to come to the world immediately, even if the time and place were wrong, he would admit it.

He wants to kill Constantine and torture Constantine's soul forever!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Constantine gave a middle finger to Mammon's disappearing back, proudly stood there smoking a cigarette, and took out a paintbrush from his pocket without haste.

He drew a complex and cumbersome magic circle around the swimming pool, and then muttered, after a burst of sublimated blue light lit up, it completely destroyed the best place for Mammon to come to the world.

The bridge between life and death has been interrupted!

"Russell, I'll leave it to you. I'm sure you won't let me down." Constantine held a cigarette in both hands, and cursed 'Sand Sculpture Man Meng' in his heart.

He is so afraid of death, how could he plant suicide curse magic on his body, children would not believe it!

pat!pat!

There was a sound of footsteps, and Midnight waited for people to leave and return. A group of people looked at the magic circle on the ground, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Midnight smiled and stepped forward, pulled out the cigarette from Constantine's mouth, took out a cigar from his arms, and lit it for Constantine himself: "John, you are doing a good job, you are always the best in terms of deception. of."

"Of course, I'm John Constantine!"

Midnight nodded repeatedly, took off his fur coat and put it on Constantine, with an inexplicable smile on his face: "I heard it just now, Manmeng was afraid that you would die and Satan would come, right?"

Constantine's hands trembling while playing the cigarette, his expression remained normal and he said, "How is that possible? He lied to himself. He believed my words because he was afraid of Satan. They were all lies."

As if he didn't hear Constantine's explanation, Midnight said with a sneer: "Once Satan comes, he will find his son who is ready to start a new life. If Manmeng succeeds in turning the world into hell, Satan will have to sit on an equal footing with his son. He will not There is only one in hell for allowing this to happen."

"Midnight, you make a lot of sense..."

Konstantin nodded, expressing his deep approval, as if he had thought of something, he threw the cigar on the ground: "It suddenly occurred to me that I planted a bomb in your bar, I have to dismantle it right away, it's too late for you The bar is gone."

Swish swish!

A group of people brought by Midnight blocked all the passages in front, back, left, and right, and surrounded Constantine, making his face pale with fright.

"Midnight, what are you doing? We just repelled the devil together. We are comrades-in-arms who go through life and death." Constantine looked around, but there was no way to escape. This is the rhythm to kill him!

He has just been cured of lung cancer, and there are a lot of girls waiting for him, so he can't die yet!

"John, the crisis is not over yet. We can't pin our hopes on an angel with black wings. After all, even Bacarel wants to destroy the world. What else is impossible..."

There was a devil-like red light in Midnight's eyes: "But as long as you die, Satan will take away Manmeng, and the world will be safe."

Constantine exclaimed: "Midnight, you don't want to believe in my brother, but you want to believe in Satan. What's the reason?"

"John, stop talking, if you die, you can save 60 billion people, and you will go to heaven!"

"Yes, die now, you will become a hero, and your life will be full of meaning."

"Think about it, John, there will be no more meaningful sacrifices in your shitty life!"