American comic world demon hunter

Now that he has decided to find some friends to hold a party for his office, who to find and how to find them has become a huge problem for Dante.

Of course, the best person to find is Constantine. Dante has always had his phone number, so Dante dialed the number immediately.

The call was answered promptly as always.

"Dante, if there is nothing important, I hope we can end this meaningless conversation. I am talking to a voodoo wizard who randomly resurrects the dead. Believe me, he is very dangerous."

Constantine's voice was a little irritable, which made Carrie beside Dante chuckle softly. She squinted and looked at Dante's embarrassed face. She thought to herself, Dante's friends are really interesting.

"Constantine, I settled in New York, and I established an exorcism office. Let's get together the night after tomorrow. We must come."

"No way, I'm in a lot of trouble here. Hey, Minade, be patient. I'm talking to a friend. Damn it, don't hit me in the nose. Oh shit, don't hit me in the face."

Dante, Carrie:

"It seems that you are quite busy. Anyway, I am here to inform you that after five o'clock the night after tomorrow, every taxi driver will take you to Devil May Cry Office in Manhattan, New York."

"Damn it, Mikalaya Hercules, Kakunaina Spell Minaide, I'm talking to you seriously, there's something wrong with your spell to resurrect the dead, you have to come with me, shit, get your gun Stay away from my face, Dante, I'm afraid I don't have much time."

In New Orleans, Constantine squatted on the ground with gold stars on his head. Ice was forming around his body. He used this magic to protect himself. This made the black wizard facing him quickly retreat. He looked at Constantine squatting In the middle of the ice ring, anxiously talking on the phone

"Dante, I'm afraid I really can't go. You don't know what kind of trouble I'm in. Countless dead people were awakened by the wrong spells of this stupid black man in front of me. Those dead are killing people. I shouldn't be able to go."

"Constantine, aren't you facing the danger of the invasion of dark forces? Believe me, the people who can participate in the party are all capable people. Maybe we can work together to help you solve the problem. What do you think? Come?"

"Okay, I'll be there for sure. I'm just waiting for your words. By the way, you're doing really well now. Demon Hunter, Time Magazine, Devil May Cry. Damn it, why didn't they mention me in their articles? I But your guide”

"Okay, okay, go ahead and get busy, liar. You'll be there on time the day after tomorrow."

After Dante finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

At this time in New Orleans, Constantine was showing the phone in his hand to the voodoo wizard Mynaide.

"Minaide, think carefully about how you should treat me. The one who just invited me is Dante Nefilim, the god of war, the demon hunter, the closer of the gates of hell, the one who kills the evil heart demon, and the one who can fight with Mo. Fisto's strongest Ghost Rider fought head-on and won. I have such a good relationship with him that we sleep in the same bed. Now apologize to me right now, you son of a bitch."

The stern-faced Minaid pondered for a moment, then he raised his hand and pointed it at Constantine. A wisp of white air suddenly flew out from his palm, and the white air rushed into Constantine's nose instantly.

"Hell, sleep spell. In fact, I have a way to be immune to your little magic, but I have to be attacked in front of you. When you realize your mistake, you will kneel down and lift, lift, the spell for me."

"boom"

Constantine fell to the ground, and Minaid used a rope to pull Constantine out of his own ice ring. Then, Minaid picked up Constantine's phone and called Dante's number back.

In this way, Dante, who was planning to call Bruce Wayne, received a call from Constantine again.

"Constantine, what's the matter? Do you think you forgot to mention something in the conversation we just had?"

"Hello, my Excellency, Mynaide, the voodoo wizard elder, are you the demon hunter that Constantine talks about?"

The different sounds made Dante's body tense up. This action allowed Carrie to taste Constantine's status in Dante's mind.

"I am Dante, Demon Hunter Dante. I hope you have not done anything that will make you and I sad. How is Constantine now?"

"That's good. You are really the strong man I have longed for. Minade is at your service. Constantine is sleeping soundly beside you. What are your orders?"

"Well, I don't care if what you say is true or false. I want to see Constantine appear in my office intact the night after tomorrow. If not, I will go find you."

"Of course, of course," Minaid said enthusiastically, and he asked softly: "I will personally escort Constantine to New York, but I don't know if I have the opportunity to attend your party."

"Every visitor is a guest"

Dante quickly hung up the phone, Constantine, he is a fucking bastard who always stays with trouble.

But although this guy is a bit of a jerk, at least he should be able to arrive on time the day after tomorrow. This result made Dante breathe a sigh of relief. As for that voodoo wizard, if it is trouble, he will help Constantine solve it. If not, I wouldn’t mind meeting a new friend

With that, Dante put aside Constantine's question and called Bruce Wayne.

At the Gotham Golden Time Opera House, Bruce stood up from his seat rudely. Many people near him were disturbed by the ringing phone that appeared on his body.

"Mr. Wayne, mobile phones should be turned off in the opera house. This is out of respect for art."

The old man who was three rows away from Bruce loudly reminded Bruce. Unexpectedly, Bruce strode out of the theater without changing his expression. Being ignored made the old man who spoke tremble with anger.

"The descendant of the Wayne family is actually a reckless man who spends a lot of time drinking and doesn't understand etiquette."

Of course, Bruce couldn't hear the old man's comments about him. After he walked out of the back door, he took out the hidden phone from his trouser pocket.

"Who is the teacher?"

Bruce asked gently. The only people who knew his number were Ah Fu and the teacher. Ah Fu probably wouldn't call in unexpectedly at this time.

Next, Bruce heard a familiar voice.

"Bruce, my exorcism office is about to open in New York. Come to the party the night after tomorrow and introduce you to some of my friends."

"I will get there, for sure, but what kind of people are the teacher's friends? Should I use the identity of Bruce or Batman?"

"Batman"

Dante quickly gave the answer, which made Bruce nod. It seems that not all the people in this party are friends of the teacher.

Just when Bruce was about to hang up the phone, Dante suddenly said something.

"By the way, Bruce, do you have the phone numbers of those two silly kids from the Shadow Warrior Alliance? If so, ask them to come together. I have some things to discuss with them."

"Yes, no problem"

Bruce replied softly. Then, he saw the figure getting closer and closer, so he quickly hung up the phone.

"Bruce, you shouldn't be so rude. Let's go back and apologize to the mayor."

The speaker was Bruce's female companion tonight, she was also Bruce's favorite woman, Rachel Dawes. She quickly chased after Bruce after he left. What just happened made her feel embarrassed.

"Right now, I just received a very urgent call."

"Do you have a second phone, Bruce? You clearly turned it off and put it in my bag."

Rachel said questioningly. Unexpectedly, Bruce did not explain this fact. Rachel looked at the man in front of her with dissatisfaction. He was hiding something from her.

In the office, Dante looked at his cell phone depressedly. His grandma's phone belonged to him. He was hung up by his apprentice. But thinking about Bruce's character, it might not be convenient for him.

So, Dante quickly forgot about this episode. Next, he began to think about whether to call Frank. After thinking about it, Dante silently shook his head.

Frank has a wife and children. It’s better not to cause trouble to him. Once his identity is found out, I’m afraid it will harm him.

Why can a party expose Frank's identity? Because Dante must rely on SHIELD to find another friend of his

In SHIELD, Nick Fury's office, the one-eyed man is silently analyzing the intelligence sent back from the headset. Yesterday afternoon, Nick Fury got a reply from Agent Barton. Agent Barton lived up to his reputation as Hawkeye and successfully found the hiding place. The one who got up, called the Ghost Rider by Dante, was the location after the Flame Skull escaped.

Now, Agent Coulson is leading the team to track the Ghost Rider. They have found out the identity of the Ghost Rider. Who would have thought that the Flame Skull with such power was once just an ordinary motorcycle stuntman?

But Nick Fury then thought about it. Johnny Blaze is not an ordinary motorcycle rider. He has countless world records on his back. Maybe examples like this should be his focus. Maybe there are many people with special talents in the world. , behind their apparent talents, they also possess more special powers.

Thinking of this, Nick Fury nodded. Just like Agent Barton, who now has the name of Hawkeye, before being discovered by the Black Widow, he was just an archery performer in the Spurs. Maybe he should thoroughly investigate all the talented people. guy

But thinking about it like this, Nick Fury started to have a headache again. Damn it, I'm afraid if he investigates in this direction, he will find most mutants. Damn it, such actions will make the Mutant Brotherhood and the Mutant Academy... Problems arise between two forces

As director, Nick Fury has so many things to consider, so much so that he spends 99% of his time thinking every day, and the remaining 1% is used to issue orders. As for rest, he has already He transformed his left and right brains so that they can sleep alternately, just like a dolphin

However, Agent Hill suddenly opened the door to Nick Fury's office. Nick Fury looked calm, but he was thinking in his heart. Every time Hill broke in, it meant that SHIELD was in trouble.

"Director, Mr. Dante's phone number"

"bring here"

Nick Fury sighed, this is really troublesome, damn, what's wrong with Dante? He calls every three days, isn't he asking SHIELD to help him repair his house again?

"Hello, Nick, how about you do me a little favor? Can you contact the Ghost Rider who is active in New Mexico?"

"You mean Johnny Blaze"

Nick Fury asked with purpose. He wanted to know if Dante knew Johnny's identity. He also wanted to know what Dante would think of the methods he used against other strong men.

"Great, you know his identity, so can you help me convey a message?"

"What news? What do you know?"

"What have you done that you don't want me to know? I'm too lazy to care. I just want you to tell Johnny that I will have a party at the office after five o'clock the day after tomorrow. He must come."

",Faq"

Nick Fury finally couldn't help but cursed on the phone.

"Johnny is extremely defensive about our personnel. How do you want me to help you convey the news? How do you want us to explain to him? How can he believe our words?"

"It's very simple. Stand in front of him, give him a phone and ask him to dial my number."

Dante said with a smile, and Fury hung up the phone angrily.

"Dante, damn Dante, he basically treats us as his stewards and servants"

Nick Fury cursed fiercely, which made Hill couldn't help but purse his lips.

"It's better to be treated as a housekeeper by him than as an enemy, Director."