Djinn starting from Marvel

As soon as things happened on Constantine's side, Coulson's agents loaded a lot of equipment onto the pickup truck and prepared to transport it away.

A few seconds later, Foster Jane, the original owner of the equipment, ran over in a hurry.

"What are you doing! This is my thing!" Jane came up and wanted to stop him.

Coulson took a step to the right, blocking in front of her, and said those words again, "Ms. Foster, I am Agent Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"I don't care about SHIELD! This is my thing!" Jian was extremely anxious. What SHIELD took away was all her hard work over the years!

Eric, the colleague next to him, heard the name of SHIELD and quickly stopped Jane, "Let him take it and listen to me."

"How is that possible! Put it down!"

Although Jane tried very hard to stop her, her arms could not hold her thighs, and the things were still loaded into the car bit by bit.

In a panic, Jane saw Constantine's personal belongings piled aside, and ran to Constantine as if she had found some light.

"Boss! This is your hotel, why don't you take care of it?!" Jane looked at Constantine pitifully, trying to use her charm to persuade Constantine to get his help.

After all, Constantine's things were left behind, and maybe their equipment would have a chance too.

breathe in ~ breathe out ~

A smoke ring slowly blew out, and Constantine leaned against the door. "They are a violent organization. How can I control them? But I may be able to give you a suggestion."

"What suggestions?" Jane asked with some hope in her heart.

"Have you seen that man?" Constantine pointed at Coulson, who was in charge. "Put a gun to his head. Maybe he will listen to you."

Colson slowly turned around and said, "Mr. Constantine, please don't make such a nasty joke."

Constantine shrugged his shoulders and started to rob him. Who is the worse person?

Jane was really moved when Constantine said this, but she didn't have a gun. This was a temporary research point. They rented it for a while. How could they buy a gun here specifically?

"I...I don't..." Jian looked at Constantine hopefully, hoping he could give him another suggestion.

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do to help you, but I can return the deposit to you, and today's rent doesn't count." Constantine said, carrying his things to a small room next to him, which is the sundry here. The room was not rented to Jane.

The last method failed, and Jane could only sit aside in vain, watching all her belongings being emptied.

After Colson took the people away, Eric sat next to Jane and said, "Don't be sad, maybe the data is backed up."

"The backup was also taken away, and so was the backup of the backup." Jane looked up at the slowly setting sun, her heart filled with sadness.

"They are quite professional..." Daisy, another colleague, interjected.

"They are quite professional, Eric, why didn't you let me stop them at first?" Jane turned around and asked.

Eric sighed, "I once had a friend who was an expert in studying gamma rays. Later, SHIELD found him once, and I never saw him again."

Jane was silent for a few seconds, "No, I still can't accept it! I have to get my things back!"

"Don't be impulsive. I still have a friend I met before. He used to be an agent. Maybe I can send an email to ask for his opinion." Eric continued.

"You have secret agent friends?" Daisy was a little surprised. After all, astronomy and secret agents didn't sound like they would go hand in hand.

"Well... he used to lurk in my research laboratory. Later, because his professional skills were too poor, I wanted to kick him out. In the end, we got to know each other after going back and forth." Eric recalled the past, "He is a pretty good person. And he is a part-time agent with no fixed organization.”

"Maybe I can give you another suggestion." Constantine suddenly appeared from behind the three of them.

"What? Boss, are you going to help us get our things back?!" Jane was startled at first, and then asked with a little anticipation.

"No, no, no, my suggestion is, get in your car and leave as quickly as possible, as far away from this town as possible." Constantine said very seriously.

No matter what big event it is, no matter whether it is a success or a failure in the end, the most inconspicuous and most likely to be accidentally injured are civilians, and no one will remember it even after they die.

"What do you mean?" Daisy stood up and asked.

"I mean, my place is closing." Constantine took out a wad of money, "Here are your deposit and rent."

"You can't drive us away! We signed the contract!" Jian argued with reason.

Constantine straightened up and looked at the people in front of him, "Where's the contract?"

"Just..." Jane stopped mid-sentence. The contract was placed in the box, and the box was taken away by Coulson and the others.

"So, take the money and leave quickly." Constantine put the money into Jane's hand and pointed to the door.

After sending Jane away, Constantine returned to the utility room, where a simple ritual magic had been set up to contact Mephisto.

"Boss, have you ever fucked Odin?"

"It's hard to say. Don't mess with people like this."

"Then have you done this to Thor?"

"What do you want to do?"

Constantine squinted his eyes. He had always disliked these so-called gods. He couldn't resist Mephisto and Odin, but maybe Thor or others could.

"I want to increase my presence, but the benefits of being a clown are too low." Constantine said softly.

Mephisto thought for a while, and then the ritual magic center lit up with a teleporting light, and a statue of a demon appeared there.

The Silent Demon Statue creates a forbidden magic field in a designated area. Except for those who are allowed, anyone else who tries to invoke magic or elements will be interfered with.

"Don't use it indiscriminately, don't use it against Odin. You can do whatever you want with the rest. Besides, I don't like losing money." Mephisto left a word and disconnected.

Constantine relaxed his muscles, picked up the statue, and put it into his pocket.

These days, it's good to have a backstage. When he was in DC, if Constantine wanted to deal with someone like Thor, he would most likely have to use the strategy of driving the tiger away and swallowing the wolf.

If you want to rely on yourself to fight hard, the debt you will get is enough to drink a pot. Yes, the world over there is very similar to this one. Most magic is achieved by borrowing the power of other beings.

"I hope you won't mess around here, otherwise I may have to repeat my old career." Constantine touched his sacred shotgun and whispered softly.

By the way, once it got into Mephisto's hands, this gun had to be renamed, the evil holy shotgun.

Besides, the merits accumulated here don’t know how to let the heaven over there come to pick people up on their own.