Marvel: Starting From the Dimensional Demon God

It is impossible for such an important role to appear here for no reason.

"Sure enough, she looked this way."

Constantine's expression remained unchanged, and he naturally turned sideways. Only Deadpool couldn't see the situation at all, and he shook his body back and forth excitedly to block Natasha's sight again and again.

"See, Constantine? She's looking at me, hasn't she been looking at me?"

[Emotion value from Natasha Romanov +473]

Natasha rolled her eyes angrily: "..."

"Little girl, you don't know who you are with a gun? Come have a drink with Lao Tzu!"

In the mercenary world, there is always no shortage of some hard-headed characters.

No, the "Warrior" who challenged the legend appeared.

Admiring the courage of the other party, Natasha greeted the "head" with a cold face.

"hiss-"

Watching the "Warrior" collapse with trembling with his legs clamped, Dead Servant hurriedly protected the little Dead Servant as if he felt the same way.

"It's too spicy, it's too spicy, the little dead servant is shocked."

However, there is always some kind of human relationship between the mercenaries in Sister Margaret's bar.

Seeing one's own people being bullied by outsiders in their own territory, that means they can't bear to say anything.

They patted their chests, and a dozen people in a row rushed out howling with full confidence.

In just over a minute, he was kicked back with a howl, and all the members knelt down with their legs crossed, hitting GG in pain.

"Hey...it hurts, it hurts too much, Mr. Wade can't stand this!"

A dozen of the same parts were hit hard in a row, and the people watching Deadpool felt numb. He took two steps back, sat back at the bar, grabbed a glass of beer and drank it.

"Mr. Constantine, a commission of 100,000 dollars, I wonder if you are interested?"

Seeing that no one came to provoke her again, Natasha raised her red lips, walked over with her long legs and twisted her waist affectionately.

click...

"not interested."

He took out his lighter and lit a cigarette. Constantine put the cigarette in his mouth, and Gao Leng refused.

"My firm's business is booming, with dozens of commissions a day, a mere $100,000..."

[Emotion value +500 from Natasha Romanov]

"..." Natasha twitched the corners of her mouth and cursed inwardly.

Can we not put money on our faces, just like your deserted office, you haven't even received a formal commission yet!

Seeing that $100,000 was useless, Natasha quickly changed her strategy.

A mature agent will always create opportunities for himself.

She stepped forward and leaned against the bar, rhythmically pulling down the zipper of her jacket, slowly revealing her plump white and tender breasts, her eyebrows were silky, and with a fatal temptation, she pressed her chin with one hand and breathed like blue.

"Mr. Constantine, you just..."

"Constantine, you are too **** capable! You don't even do a $100,000 business, come and teach your brothers!"

Seeing that Constantine's face changed instantly, his temperament became cold, and Dead Servant was stunned.

He knelt on the ground with a plop, stretched out his hands to hold Constantine's thigh firmly, and howled.

No wonder Constantine is so popular with women. If he had this ability, he wouldn't need to live in a rented house with Vanessa.

[Mood value from Wade Wilson +623]

Natasha's expression froze on her face, and she couldn't wait to kill Deadpool, the interrupting bastard.

The beauty plan has just begun...and it's gone.

Pushing Deadpool's head away, Constantine was speechless.

Ever since I met a fool, I feel that my IQ has dropped again and again.

"No, I can't be influenced by this stupid dick..."

With this in mind, Constantine decided to change his attitude.

"Forget about Wade, talk about that commission."

[Emotion value +501 from Natasha Romanov]

Overjoyed in her heart, Natasha began to introduce the content of the commission, ignoring the stupid **** of Deadpool.

"Manhattan has an unusually high number of deaths during the week."

All of them were blocked by a large amount of water and sediment in their bodies, which blocked the lumen and trachea, causing the human body to suffocate and die..."

"After comparing these substances with data from the water source of the Hudson River, we were surprised to find that the two were surprisingly consistent in composition."

"What's even more terrifying is that the dead body started to move the next night..."

"So, we at S.H.I.E.L.D. suspect... this case is most likely related to supernatural forces!"

After taking the document handed by Natasha, Constantine flipped through it casually, showing an expression of interest.

"$100,000... well, I'll take it."

On the ground, Deadpool looked straight.

…

Hudson River.

As a famous river in New York State, the United States, it has a total length of 507 kilometers.

It originates from Cloud Tears Lake in the Adirondack Mountains. The Mohawk River joins in the upper reaches of the Hudson River, connects to the Erie Canal in the west, and joins the New York Harbor at the end. It is an important economic lifeline for New York State.

Near Pier 5, somewhere on a shoal.

Natasha brought Constantine, and a certain dead servant who followed him, and they were talking about a male corpse.

Chapter 33 This question is a bit tricky

"...The killer didn't leave us any clues except pulling his shirt and trousers. He was dressed properly. He might be going out for fun at night."

The trousers are polyester, which is very durable and, like the shirts, is a cheap low-end item.

But the clothes and pants are too big for him, so it should be some kind of uniform.

As for what work? He has a holster on his belt for the walkie-talkie..."

"Subway driver?"

Natasha guessed.

"security guard?"

Taking out a book from his crotch, Deadpool casually interjected.

"Yes, it can be seen from the back of the deceased."

His back is slack, reminiscent of sitting a lot..."

With a cigarette in his mouth and a detective look on his face, Constantine put one hand in his pocket and talked eloquently.

"But the opposite is true for varicose veins in the soles of the feet and calves, so you're either sitting or walking throughout the day."

The sudden interjection caught Natasha's attention, and Deadpool opened the book and pointed to one of the passages.

"I said... Konstantin, isn't this a line from the latest Sherlock Holmes book? Why did you use it all of a sudden? Did you pay the copyright fee?"

"Ahem, Wade, do you have it? You must have read it wrong."

Being guessed the truth, Constantine quickly tried to deny it.

But Natasha didn't give him a chance at all, took the book and read that paragraph seriously.

Good guy, that's called a good guy.

The lines spoken and the sentences in the novel can't be said to be very different, only word-for-word!

[Emotion value +533 from Natasha Romanov]

She looked at Constantine with a look of contempt and said.

"It's really hard for you, Constantine."

For the sake of the case, he even memorized such a large paragraph of lines in advance. "

With his hands raised, Constantine resolutely surrendered.

"Okay, okay, I just see how serious the atmosphere is, so I will cooperate with you a little bit."

Rolling her eyes, Natasha warned: "Constantine, please be more serious!"

She pointed to the swollen corpse under her feet: "The deceased this time is a bit special. He didn't die in his own home, but on this shoal of the Hudson River."

"What's the difference?"

Suddenly interested, Deadpool lay beside the corpse, pressed the corpse's belly with his hands, and some river water and sand spurted out of his mouth.

"Wow...Constantine, he actually has a little goldfish in his stomach?"

Being sprayed on his face, Dead Servant didn't care much, but saw the lively little fish in his hand screaming.

"Idiot, no culture, it's Asian carp."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Constantine gave the scumbag a contemptuous look.

Natasha put one hand on her forehead and sighed, "Are you sure? That's obviously a perch!"

"Did you hear that, Deadpool?"

Turning his face to the side, Constantine looked calm: "That's a perch, remember to use it when you're picking up girls in the future."

"Gaga, as expected of you, Constantine, don't forget to help my brother at this time..."

As expected of a fool, his brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people. He happily took out a small notepad from his crotch, and Deadpool diligently wrote down the words "perch" on the notebook.

Natasha looked speechless and complained in her heart.

What two stupid dicks!

Of course, as a mature agent, you always have to learn to bring the topic back to the main thread.

"Cough cough... Let's talk about the case again."

Most of those who died before died at home, even if they were not at home, they were not a short distance from the Hudson River. "

"Moreover, the causes of their deaths, without exception, were all suffocated by the sudden gushing of river water and sediment blocking their windpipes."

Even better, the dead will come back to life at midnight the next day, and eventually disappear into the Hudson River. "

Gently exhaling a breath of smoke, Constantine looked solemnly at the calm and peaceful Hudson River and said.

"You are right, this is a complete-paranormal case!"

"Sure enough..."

Looking at the big river flowing quietly, Natasha found that she could no longer look at it with the eyes of the past.

Turning around, facing Constantine, Natasha asked seriously.

"Mr. Constantine, what can be done to solve this case?"

"Have…"

"Great, what's the solution?" Natasha smiled as her eyes lit up.

Without speaking, Constantine looked up at the sky, holding a cigarette in one hand and rubbing his thumb and index finger up and down.

Um? !

Natasha's smile froze on her face: "..."

As expected of you, Constantine, this ripping-off method is too **** slippery!

Even the Dead Servant standing beside him shouted "Teached". He suddenly felt a little inferior and felt that he was too pure compared with Constantine. He decided to carry forward this method in the next mercenary career!