The devil in the United States and the universe

Chapter 454 Constantine: I am mentally ill

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"Don't worry, Dick is fine. He's just too tired." Before Felicity could say anything, Miles had already walked over, lifted Dick on her shoulders, and walked out of the portal.Wonder Woman Diana shrugged at Felicity with a sweaty face and went upstairs.

"What's wrong with you? You've all disappeared for a day." Felicity looked at Miles and then at the back of Wonder Woman Diana, feeling very anxious.

Miles waved his hand and said, "I'll tell you these things when I send Dick up."

After a while, Miles came back and told Felicity and Jean-Paul what had happened.

"That's good, just solve this matter. I didn't expect Dick to be a blessing in disguise, so it's a good thing." Felicity patted her plump chest and said with some fear.

"By the way, did you find anything during the day or anything unusual?" Miles asked.

"It's all normal, nothing special." Felicity shook her head and closed the computer: "Now that you are all safe, it's time for me to rest. Not taking a rest often can do a lot of damage to a girl's appearance. big."

Miles didn't know why he felt a little guilty when facing Felicity, which made him quickly make way for Felicity and watch her walk up.Champaolo patted Miles on the shoulder and sat with him in the base to watch the night.

That night, in a mental hospital in London, England, Constantine woke up from his nightmare again.

Since he regained his freedom, he has started to do nothing. The past events once again came to his mind, and they were entangled day and night. The girl named Estella was crying in his mind, begging for mercy. He once thought of saving her soul, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he failed in the end and couldn't find the devil.

When he followed the mysterious feeling and set foot on London again, he knew that he had another mental problem, which forced him to be admitted to a mental hospital.

Constantine stood up, poured a basin of cold water on his head, and let the cold water stimulate his body. He did this every time he had nightmares, which helped him recover from the pain. Come to your senses.But this time it was different. When the basin of icy cold water was poured on his head, it turned into a basin of blood. The bright red blood flowed along his body, flowed in the bathroom, and piled up in a large area on the floor.

"Constantine, Constantine, Constantine, Constantine"

A series of whispers sounded in Constantine's ears, gradually accumulating, forming a noisy noise, impacting Constantine's eardrums, making Constantine cover his head in irritability, and leaned in pain. on the wall.

"Hahaha, he can't do it, and neither can Constantine. Hahaha." One after another, demons wearing yellow trench coats and loose ties walked out from the walls on both sides, looking at the painful Constantine mockingly. Man.

These demons are only twenty or thirty centimeters tall. Each one has a green head, two eyes the size of mung beans, and a big mouth with jagged fangs. They are greedy at this time. He looked at Constantine as if he wanted to cut Constantine into pieces.

"Damn devil" Constantine cursed, and kicked a devil to the wall. It fell into mud, red blood spattered, and a red flower bloomed on the wall.

"Constantine, you are ours, hahaha, you are ours now, and you will be ours in the future. We will become one, you are me, and I am you."

One demon after another said one sentence after another, and rushed towards Constantine one after another.

Constantine suddenly understood that this was not a demon, but a projection of the evil thoughts in his heart. But for some reason, the evil thoughts in his heart were materialized and turned into little devils one after another.After having this knowledge, Constantine immediately stopped panicking. He quickly drew a magic circle full of golden magic power in front of him with his hands, and then overturned the entire magic circle with a flip of his hand, and scattered golden light fell. On the demon body, the demons were so hot that they scattered in all directions.

But Constantine's eyes did not linger on these demons. He took out a box of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, flicked it, took one and put it in his mouth, took out a lighter, lit it, and took a deep breath. After that, he focused his attention on the blood-stained mirror, where there was an address written in gold font, Los Angeles.

Los Angeles

Constantine looked at the address and frowned. The name made him feel a little bad. He seemed to be targeted by something again, and this time the trouble seemed to be bigger.

The gilded font slowly disappeared, revealing the originally clear mirror surface. The blood stains in the room were also swept away. The blood stains of the demons killed by Constantine finally turned into water and flowed on the ground.

"This is specifically to convey a message to me. Why is it so troublesome?" Constantine took two deep puffs of the cigarette, then threw the remaining cigarette handle into the pool, took out another cigarette and lit it for himself, and then said gracefully Returned to his room.

No matter who you are, you want to send a message, but you want me, Constantine, to take action without any benefit. Who are you looking down on? Constantine was lying on the hospital bed, his legs dangling, thinking, and he had no intention of going to Los Angeles.

One night passed, and Constantine did not fall asleep again, nor did he see any more demons.

"Constantine, someone has come to pick you up. You can be discharged from the hospital." Early in the morning, a nurse came in, signed Constantine's medical record impatiently, and then threw it on Constantine.

"I won't leave anyone who comes to me. I'm mentally ill and I want to be hospitalized. You can't kick me out without a checkup on my recovery." Constantine is obviously a veteran of mental hospitals, so he naturally knows What a normal discharge from the hospital should look like.So he lay on the bed unceremoniously and shouted to the nurse: "I am mentally ill. I have the right to be hospitalized. You can't do this."

"Constantine, I'm here to find you."

A very familiar voice to Constantine sounded from his ears, causing Constantine to jump out of bed and look in the direction of the door: "Chas, why are you here?"

Constantine stretched out his arms to the visitor and gave him a huge hug.

"Constantine, please save my daughter, save my daughter." Chas didn't look happy at all. He looked at Constantine pleadingly with a sad face, took out a photo and begged again: "Please save her."

Constantine reached out and took it and asked: "Where did your daughter get into trouble?"

"Los Angeles"

"Okay, let's leave now." Constantine said: "Nurse, nurse, I want to be discharged from the hospital. I will be discharged from the hospital now."

The nurse standing aside looked at him as if he were an idiot and pointed to the discharge notice in his hand.

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