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mine.Even if it's not love, he still likes me.

I replied sullenly: "Liar."

Constantine sighed all the time, his voice deep. "You have to know that everything I care about will stay away from me, so you just need to be safe."

I refused to accept it, I straightened my body, looked at him closely, and continued to say: "You obviously like me, don't you

Admit that you like me too. "Speaking, I bit his lips, a trace of blood spread from the mouth, I bit very lightly, only slightly bloody, I hugged his neck tightly, deepening the kiss.

The kiss was getting deeper and deeper, like two violent beasts, he responded fiercely, his soft tongue was like an invader, occupying my mouth ragingly, I slowly slid down with one hand, slid across the chest, slid across the abdomen , down, down... until his body shook violently.

I kissed ecstatically, squinting and smiling.

"You want me, Constantine."

That hand was dishonest, it kept moving, his body was stretched straight, his Adam's apple moved one after another.

"Nicole..." He hoarse, his forbearance was pitiful.

"Want it?" I leaned over to lick-lick the redness on his chest through the shirt.

He collapsed even more, and there was a scorching hot feeling under the other hand.

"Say you like me."

"Nicole, I..." He didn't finish his sentence, but the arm I supported on his chest spread to my whole body with a strong burning sensation.

"Ah, it hurts so much." I exclaimed, cooling down the hot atmosphere to freezing point for a while.I looked down and saw the reddish-brown strange pattern spreading from the arm little by little. It moved slowly, and every inch made me feel unbearable pain.

Konstantin adjusted his breathing, grasped his arms to examine, his eyes were in a rare flustered state, he tried to exert force on my hand several times, but all of it was lightened, he put me down, didn't care to put on my clothes, grabbed my hand The windbreaker on the back of the chair grabbed me with one hand and walked out the door.

He looked so anxious that I couldn't speak because of the pain.

He hailed a taxi, and at some point brought out the holy water polo and held it in front of me, with a anxious expression on his face: "Does it hurt?"

I was afraid that he would be worried, so I forced a smile and shook my head: "It doesn't hurt too much, it's okay."

He looked at me without saying a word, and his expression couldn't be described, but I could feel that he cared about me.

"Pa..." He knocked the holy water polo on the top of the car window, and the water splashed and stayed.

He grabbed my arm and said nervously, "It will hurt, bear with it."

The moment I poured the holy water, I felt as if my arms were scorched by fire. I didn't dare to make a sound, but my tears couldn't stop streaming down.

Konstantin stared at me closely, I was afraid he was worried, I laughed and cried, nonsense: "I'm fine, I just feel sorry for these holy water, how much did you spend to get it?"

Constantine ignored my pretentious humor, and the word Sichuan on his forehead seemed to tell me that what I just said was not funny at all.He wrapped the pieces in a paper towel and threw them out of the window, with a look of bewilderment and irritation, but he couldn't stop apologizing, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." It's a lot heavier.

The car stopped in front of a bar.Along the underground passage, there was a burly man holding the handle at the door, and he inexplicably handed out a card.

Constantine only glanced at it, and hurriedly said, "Two rabbits." He rushed in with me without looking back.

Although the arm that had been poured with holy water was terribly painful just now, it was relieved a lot at the moment.I was finally able to stand up straight.

Although this bar looks empty from the outside, it is fascinating to enter.The crowd sat together, with the hybrid angels with gray wings on their backs and the hybrid demons with strange eyes.

"Is it still hurting?"

"It's much better." As I spoke, I raised my arms, grinning in pain, but I insisted, "It's really much better."

Konstantin frowned and looked at me a few times, but still didn't say anything, and looked around anxiously.

"John?" While speaking, a hot blonde girl appeared in front of her eyes.

Maybe it's because of the upgraded yin and yang eyes, this time, I can tell at a glance that she is a hybrid demon.

But I have to say, it is still a very exotic hybrid demon.

She glanced between Constantine and me several times with a complicated expression.Based on a woman's intuition, I concluded that he definitely has an unspeakable secret with Constantine, and - the relationship between this woman and Constantine is much more complicated than that of Angela.

"Ella? Where's Midnight?"

"Tsk, it's not good to come to midnight with a woman in your arms." She fluffed her hair coquettishly and laughed.

"Where is he!" Konstantin had no time to flirt with her, he was so anxious that he suddenly yelled. This sudden yell also startled me.People around also began to look at this side.

The woman named Ella was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything more. She pointed to a door on the left and tremblingly said, "It should be inside."

Constantine didn't say much anymore, and led me to go there quickly.

The moment the door was opened, a choking herbal smell entered the nostrils.

When Constantine entered the room, he said, "Help me see her!"

The back of the swivel chair was facing us. After hearing about Constantine, he turned around slowly.

Konstantin immediately took my arm and stretched it out in front of him. With just one glance, the man's expression changed drastically, and he quickly took off the cigar in his mouth. He leaned forward, extremely serious, "This is a rune from hell! die!"

die? !Did I hear you right?

My eyes widened in disbelief.

Constantine 14

Want to know who is Father Midnight?To put it bluntly, in layman's terms, it's a guy who poops in a hut and faces outward!

On the surface he is a mage and a businessman.But actually?He is the scariest and bloodiest character in City of Angels.

Even before my arrival, Nicole already had a deep memory of Papa Midnight in her original memory, because he was once a witch doctor who fought against thirty demons alone.

Such a person was uncharacteristically shocked at this moment.

So I can imagine how I feel right now.

He approached me and grabbed my arm with both hands. His palm was so wide that he could easily wrap it around my arm. His beard trembled slightly, and he chanted a spell lightly, and white smoke was seen coming from his hand. Slowly drifting away in the seam.

My arms started to go numb, as if being crushed by a huge rock, and gradually, I lost all sensation.I watched in a daze as Father Midnight withdrew his hand, and looked back. The weird runes that had been flashing before had stopped at this moment.

"John." I was a little flustered, and subconsciously called Constantine.

Out of the corner of the eye, a black shadow flashed, Konstantin was already leaning against my side, lowered his head and glanced at my arm, but quietly held me with one hand, and pressed it hard to show comfort.Then he ignored me, but said to Father Midnight: "This is not a symbol of Satan."

Father Midnight picked up the cigar that had just been placed on the table, and took a deep breath with his brows furrowed.

"It's Abaddon."

Constantine's breathing became heavy immediately.

"I thought before..." Constantine hesitated to speak, and then said, "What does it want to use Nicole's body for?!"

Father Midnight stopped holding his cigar, half of his face was covered by the brim of his hat, he raised his head, and his face was pale for a while.

He said stiffly: "The army of locusts, the day of judgment is coming again."

Constantine squeezed my hand tightly.

"Shit! Bastard!" He gritted his teeth, spit out a mouthful, and said bitterly.

"how do you want to do it?"

"I don't know." Constantine spread his hands in frustration.

"I have sealed the runes in her body to delay her awakening, but only for a few days, and I can't control it after a few days."

"Thank you." Constantine thanked sincerely.

When Father Midnight heard Constantine's sudden thanks, his solemn expression immediately revealed a look of interest. He scratched the beard on his chin, raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "I heard it right, right?"

Constantine let out a breath, lowered his head and adjusted his loose tie, tilted his head, not caring about his ridicule, and replied, "No."

"Although it is Abaddon's power, it is by no means his own power to initiate the doomsday judgment. Someone must help him."

The word "Chuan" between Constantine's eyebrows became thicker and thicker. I heard their conversation was full of clouds and mist, although my heart was terrified.

But as long as Constantine is around, I don't think it's too bad.

"But I'm a good person to do it to the end." Father Midnight stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, and continued: "No matter how powerful Abaddon is, he can't escape the power of God. Satan will not rely on such despicable means, and he doesn't even bother to unilaterally initiate any end times. Judgment, as long as you find a way to find the person who supported him and pray for a miracle, before the runes on Nicole's body are released and the dark power is fully awakened, it is not too late for the miracle to come."

Constantine: "Midnight..."

Father Midnight saw that he was grateful, and quickly interrupted with a wave of his hand: "I just kindly remind you that you have to rely on yourself. You know, I am still neutral."

"Yes, I know." Constantine frowned, but smiled lightly.

"It's rare for you to have such an attitude. Let me tell you one more thing. The Morgana Church, which has been abandoned for 40 years, has the miracle you want."

Constantine looked happy.

"Although there are miracles, it depends on you whether you can summon them or not." Father Midnight said as he sat back on the transfer seat, raised his left hand slightly, and made a gesture of invitation.

Constantine raised his eyebrows, knowing