American comic world demon hunter

Originally, swarms of bugs had squeezed into the small wine bottle, but as the seal continued, Constantine discovered that this hungry devil was simply ridiculously strong.

"Dante, the bottle is broken. My fire won't last long. After I was possessed, take my body back to the House of Everything. There is a way to recover me."

At the moment when the bottle was completely broken, Constantine shouted loudly, and countless insects flew out from the broken wine bottle. They flew in the air again and rushed towards Constantine in groups.

Constantine knew that the sacred kerosene in his left hand was almost used up. As long as the flame disappeared completely, he would definitely become the best and only target of the insects.

Hearing Constantine's pathos words, Dante quickly rushed to Constantine's side. He grabbed Constantine's clothes, and with a slight force, he threw Constantine out of the cold storage. Constantine was in the air. Black Widow flew towards the door in a swirling circle. Black Widow stretched out her hand and took Constantine into her arms.

Constantine first relieved the dizziness of flying in the air, and then he saw clearly the plump breasts close at hand, and he couldn't help but take a breath.

"You smell so feminine, Natasha."

Constantine smiled mischievously and tried to put his head on those big breasts. Unexpectedly, Natasha pushed him outward with both hands, and Constantine fell hard to the ground.

"Now you know to call me Natasha." Natasha rolled her eyes at Constantine. As she spoke, she reached out to cover her nose: "Besides, compared with my femininity, your manliness is It smells really bad.”

"There is a reason for this" Constantine shouted depressedly, but his shouting was met with a ruthless scolding from Dante in the cold storage.

"Shut up, don't affect my fight"

As soon as Dante finished speaking, Natasha nodded in agreement. She looked at Constantine and said softly: "I think so too, useless man."

Now Constantine was depressed to the end. He didn't want to. King Solomon's seal could completely solve the hunger devil, but this devil was too powerful. I'm afraid it had a great relationship with the awakening of the dark power.

Constantine thought of the blood-stained map left by Liv before she left. It was full of demons that would appear in the future. If each of them became stronger due to the dark power, he might really die.

Not to mention Constantine's pessimistic thoughts, after Dante threw Constantine out of the cold storage, he kept firing the two guns in his hands. Countless magic bullets shot on the floor of the cold storage. The magic light spots gradually became round, and the bugs Dante is trapped in this circle.

Dante watched as the movement space of the bugs was constantly suppressed by himself. He knew that this was not enough. Just like coloring a white circle, he kept shooting to fill the space inside the circle, and finally the bugs were Trapped in a small area less than half a meter, the bugs were crowded together like a black rafter.

The small space in front of me contained hundreds of thousands or even millions of bugs, and they were constantly churning like black mucus. Fortunately, there was no trypophobia patient among the people present.

When the bugs were completely trapped, Dante breathed a sigh of relief. He put his guns back into their holsters, stepped to the door of the cold storage, reached out and pulled Treason out of the ground.

"I didn't expect that I would have to do it myself in the end. Constantine, does the bottle you spent ten minutes preparing have the only purpose of scaring them?"

Dante teased Constantine, who grinned coquettishly: "I just gave you a chance to show off in front of Natasha, you have to thank me."

"roll"

Dante cursed, then he returned to the devil and reached out to touch the swarm of squirming insects.

"This is really just a little devil"

Dante said in shock. In his eyes, the energy of this devil was obviously that of a high-level devil. However, when Dante determined the devil's rank with his hands, Dante discovered that the devil's rank was different from its rank. The strength is very different.

"Constantine, when you go back, you must explain to me the issue of dark power. What can make a lower-level devil have energy close to that of a high-level devil?"

As Dante spoke, he stretched his left hand to Rebellion and made a wound. The white blood flowed onto the sword, gradually turning into pure golden color.

Dante mentioned the golden rebellion and muttered softly.

"I don't want to use magic to fight anymore, I still prefer physical devils"

As soon as Dante finished speaking, he saw him holding up Rebel high. The next moment, the golden Rebel slashed hard at the insect swarm in front of him. The moment the Rebel's blade came into contact with the insect swarm, a dazzling golden light burst out. , like a silent explosion, the insect swarm in front of him disappeared.

Because the light was so dazzling, it took Constantine and Natasha nearly ten seconds to see clearly the scene in the cold storage. The original white walls of the cold storage turned completely black, and there were countless disgusting mucus flowing down from the wall. .

Dante walked out of the cold storage with a black face. This black face was not a modal word, but a real black face. His face was covered with mucus sprayed by the devil, but other than that, the clothes on his body But still very clean.

"If it weren't for your useless seal, I would never have used the most disgusting way to solve it. If I had known that the result would still be like this, I might as well have killed it at the airport."

As Dante said this, he pulled up Constantine who was lying on the ground. Constantine looked at Dante's black face and laughed heartlessly, which made Dante kick him in the butt.

While Constantine was still smiling, Natasha suddenly asked.

"Dante, since you had a way to deal with this demon at the airport, why did you let it go just because killing it would stain your face?"

Natasha frowned and looked at Dante, her eyes full of anger and dissatisfaction, and she continued.

"Is your face more valuable than five lives? Do you know that during your absence, the devil has possessed five people, and the body of the last person is still in the cold storage. Dante, there is no such thing in your eyes. Are they?"

"fart"

Dante cursed disdainfully, pointed at Natasha and said harshly.

"You are just a mortal, at best a mortal with some fighting ability. I don't blame you if you don't understand the devil, but since you don't understand anything, then don't point fingers here."

Dante walked up to Natasha and looked into Natasha's eyes with his deep pupils.

"If there is any way to destroy this devil instantly, it is to use the move I just used to destroy the devil and the person possessed by it as soon as I find them. But at the airport, the one who was possessed by it was The possessed security guard is still alive. He is not like the fat mass in the cold storage. That fat mass has been possessed for too long and its soul has long been torn to pieces."

Dante stared at Black Widow's eyebrows. He pinched Black Widow's beautiful face with his right hand and spoke word by word.

"When a person in danger appeared in front of me, I instinctively saved him. Even if I let the devil go, even if it caused five people to die one after another, my choice was right."

After Dante finished speaking, he pushed Natasha's face away, pointed to the body in the cold storage, and said softly.

"I know that there are five more victims like him, and I know that their families will cry with sadness after hearing the news. I understand and grieve for their situation, but I also know that the airport security guard who was saved by me He will thank me together with his family. Life is priceless. It cannot be measured not only by money, but also by quantity. One life is not less than five, and five lives are not more than one."

After finishing speaking, Dante walked back to the McDonald's lobby. He found several napkins from the ordering counter and wiped his face carefully, but it was obviously of no use. Dante had no choice but to go into the bathroom and wash his hair and face thoroughly. Read it again.

While he was still washing, Constantine looked at Natasha who was unwilling and sighed softly.

Afterwards, Constantine came to the cold storage. He walked to the body of the fat policeman and squatted down. He extended his right hand to the fat policeman's chest, seemingly to mourn for him.

However, he did not recite any eulogy, but skillfully opened the fat policeman's clothes and took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of the police uniform.

"Ha ha"

Constantine laughed excitedly.

"I just said my nose can't go wrong. This guy must have been a smoker before he was alive."

Constantine took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case and held one of them in his mouth. He snapped his fingers on his right hand, and a small flame burned on his thumb. He lit his mouth with the flames of hell. The cigarette took a deep breath.

"I hope your soul goes to heaven smoothly. Although heaven is not a good place, I think it is at least much better than hell and purgatory."

As Constantine spoke, he blew out the smoke from his mouth, and then he inserted the burning cigarette into the broken mouth of the fat policeman's body.

Constantine lit a second cigarette again. This cigarette was the one he prepared for himself. He walked out of the cold storage with a bit of compassion and nine points of joy, and stood back beside Natasha.

"Beauty, Dante and I helped you solve that big trouble. You see, should we find a place to have a drink to celebrate?"

"Are all Dante's friends as unreliable as you?"

Black Widow turned her head to look at Constantine, who shook his head slightly.

"As long as there is one reliable guy in a circle, it is not necessary for tens of thousands of people to work together to solve a problem. Maybe it is me who will have a problem today, and maybe he will be the one who will have a problem tomorrow, but one thing remains unchanged, that It’s just that we will always solve the problem.”

Natasha admired Constantine's serious expression, and then she realized that although Constantine still smelled strange, and although Constantine was unkempt and unshaven, he was really handsome at this time.

Unexpectedly, Constantine changed his expression the next moment. He laughed and took out a business card from his trench coat pocket. He handed the business card to Natasha and listened to him continue.

"So, when your SHIELD encounters a problem in the mysterious world, you can contact me through this phone number. The base price is 800,000. The specific amount will be determined according to the size of the problem. Although this price is a bit expensive, I am worthy of it. , I can solve all the problems you encounter in the magical world. If I can't solve it, I have Dante behind me."

After Constantine finished speaking, Dante just walked out of the bathroom. Constantine trotted over and put his arm around Dante's shoulders.

"Find a place, let's have a good drink. I'll find Chas. He's probably finished repairing the car now," Constantine said loudly. Dante nodded to indicate that he agreed to the arrangement, so Constantine continued. : "I believe that if Chas knows that you are back, he will be extremely happy. I will call him right now."

As soon as Constantine finished speaking, Natasha's voice came from behind them. She reached out and took Dante's right arm, looked at Dante with a smile, and said softly.

"How about I please"

"I see no problem, Dante, what do you think?"

Constantine laughed again.