[Comprehensive] Looking for a male god system experiencer

Dao, Constantine is my only lifeline right now.

His hairstyle had already been messed up by the howling wind. He looked at me angrily, but I couldn't see clearly. The monster behind him made me dizzy, and the strong sour smell made me nauseous frequently. I squeezed my eyes shut, and just wished Konstantin could move faster.

I didn't dare to look, but I could hear the voice of Constantine chanting the incantation. The incantation that used to be neurotic to me now sounds like heaven.

The roar of the monsters, the clashing sounds of the two sides fighting, the crackling sound of the tongue of fire, and the whistling wind caused by the flapping of the wings of the surrounding monsters can be heard endlessly.

It seemed that after a long time, and it seemed that it was just a moment, all the voices disappeared. Immediately afterwards, my back relaxed and my whole body fell rapidly.

"help me!"

Yes, excluding those who committed suicide, every normal person will probably say this sentence when they fall rapidly.

Constantine sighed fiercely, swept the windbreaker behind him, and rushed forward like me, but the system is not a novel, the system is the system, it is a real world in other universes and time and space. I always say that others are illusory, but in fact I am It is illusory.Thinking about it is also sad.

Obviously, there won't be any warm embraces this time. I am 1.7 meters tall in the system, and my figure is not petite, but fortunately, Konstantin also indirectly blocked it for me...

So we both fell to the ground, my head was lucky to rest on his chest, but he wasn't as lucky as me.

I rubbed my butt in pain, turned around, got up from him, and hurriedly helped him up. He looked at me with broken eyes, didn't say anything, pressed my shoulder, and stood up with a painful expression.

I was afraid that he would take my anger out on me, so I immediately jumped ahead of him, with a sincere face: "I know, I know, I must have disturbed you, but I really didn't mean it!"

But who knows that he didn't pay attention to me, his eyes swept over lightly, he pulled back the arm that was on my shoulder, and flicked the wrinkles on his body, obviously quite helpless.

"No, you didn't do anything to me." As he spoke, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, then retreated to the corner, and leaned against it. I followed suit, and he lit his cigarette neatly. , took a deep breath.

I looked at him with some puzzlement. Although he was addicted to smoking, I could see that his expression of smoking did not enjoy the slightest bit. Instead, there was an extremely depressive emotion wandering in his unfathomable eyes. When he frowned, his forehead would gather into a slight hill.

Maybe it was because my eyes were too naked, he looked back at me in a dazed way.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the cigarette case in his pocket again, and squinted at me, his voice was a little hoarse: "Want to smoke?"

I couldn't help but feel emotional, and didn't make a sound, and silently reached out to take it.

He probably didn't expect that I would actually take one, and glanced sideways at me, but as far as I know him so far, he seems indifferent to anything, and nothing can arouse his curiosity , except exorcising ghosts.

I was fiddling with his cigarette case and lighter, and suddenly my eyes lit up.

"Yangtze River? Domestic products?! Oh no, Chinese products?"

Hearing this, he took advantage of the situation to look over, and then glanced at me inexplicably, but in the next second, his expression became clear again.

"I did it in Chinatown, like it? Send it to you." He is generous.I reached out to touch it, and retracted it a second later, wrinkled my nose, shook my head and said, "No, no, it's okay to smoke one or two once in a while, but if you smoke too much, you will become addicted."

Constantine suddenly let out a chuckle, "Your father told me that you are a good boy who doesn't smoke or drink."

As soon as I said this, I couldn't help rolling my eyes to myself, cursing myself for being brainless, my brain was running fast and I was trying to find some excuses, but Constantine beside me was already straightening his collar indifferently, and took a picture He patted the cigarette ash that fell on his body, and then gracefully stretched out his feet to stamp out the cigarette butt that was thrown on the ground.

"Okay, let's go, you should go home."

When I heard this, I immediately followed him, and changed the subject based on his words: "What is that that just appeared?"

"Things that shouldn't have appeared." He said and picked up another cigarette, but kept touching his pocket with his hand.Find another lighter.

"Here I am." I stroked the pattern on it, and before he could react to pick it up, I reached out and pointed it up for him.

After all, if I want to get close to him, it is necessary to make a good impression.He seemed hesitant to speak, but he still didn't speak.

Constantine's lighter is very delicate and beautiful, the texture of pure copper is very textured, and it is full of engravings and crosses.And in this pile of words, I only know one line on the side, so I can't help blurting out: "Fiatjusticia et pereatmundus (Even if the world is destroyed, justice must be realized) This is the famous saying of Ferdinand I, the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, but the surrounding acronyms are What does that mean?"

I scratched the tip of my nose, and asked again: "Is this custom-made by myself?" As I spoke, I handed the lighter to Konstantin.

"That's right." Constantine took it and looked at it. "It will somewhat exorcise demons." After finishing speaking, he threw the lighter into his pocket.

Outside the alley was still the same traffic as before, and the crowd was bustling and lively.

I don't know what my psychology is, maybe it's fear, it's curiosity, in short, I keep looking back and looking behind me.Yes, now this is a quiet and somewhat gloomy alley again, but I can't find any purgatory-like scene anymore.

A long sigh, like those old people who are old, a long sigh.

In fact, the world turned out to be less comfortable than imagined.

And Constantine...

I took a look at him, and he walked side by side with me, leaving me with a sharp and handsome profile, and his straight nose looks like a towering mountain that connects the sky and the earth.But I don't know if that mountain is Mount Everest or Mount Manaslu.

I deliberately slowed down, opened the distance, and walked behind him.

He seems to prefer a black windbreaker, if he opens his arms, like a cockroach with wings, he saved me once.With emotion, I repeated it in my heart again: He saved me once.

Somehow, I remembered a sentence, which is not too much applicable to Constantine: Independence is as far away as a high mountain, and it is as towering as a jade mountain that is about to collapse.

He is just a person, but he has to fight countless demons. It is not easy for outsiders to consider a job that is unreliable...

Hell Detective 03

Turning right out of the alley, crossing two intersections, and passing by the third-to-last store, I resolutely chose to stop in front of this pharmacy with the faint pain in my waist.Through the reflective glass window, Constantine walked forward with his head down and a cigarette in his mouth.

Thinking of Konstantin being hit hard by that black Buick, fighting those monsters, and finally protecting half of my body, I always feel sorry.Withdrawing my thoughts, I glanced at Konstantin who was walking in front of me at the moment, frowning slightly at me because of my stop.

I clicked my tongue, regardless of whether he agreed or not, and said: "Wait for me, soon" and rushed into the pharmacy.

In fact, he should be a good guy.As long as they are not desperate to save, they are all good people, right?

I bought it as quickly as possible, and when I went out again, Constantine was gone.

With a low curse, I knew it!He's the kind of guy -- eccentric, idiosyncratic, maverick.

And the act of throwing me away at him made me more convinced of one thing, that is him—absolutely!right!without!have!friend!friend!Disregarding the gazes around me angrily, I was furious and stamped my feet repeatedly.I was afraid that he would leave me alone without waiting for me, so I bought the medicine at a speed that was almost tongue-twister, and didn't even let the clerk look for the money, but what happened?Still not the same.

Taking a deep breath of cold air, he squeezed the spray in his hand, imagining in his mind the scenes of crazily ravaging his face, which was especially favored by the Creator, with both left and right uppercuts, and finally being hooked by me with a whirlwind leg. I fell to the ground like a dog eating/shit.Thinking of his cold appearance, like the remnant ice frozen on the wall of the refrigerator, he was even more angry.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice came from behind me.He didn't leave? !I bared my tiger teeth and my eyes shined.

"What's the matter?" Seeing my unique expression, he raised his lips a little funny.

"I, I, I thought you were gone!" Withdrew her bared canine teeth, and stammered before saying.

The gust of wind blew up the collar of his windbreaker, like a plaster plaster with only two sides of the black neck guard. His complexion was already fair, so pale that there was no blood, and his eye sockets did not know whether he was not well rested or was suffering from illness. There is a blue light, but those dark eyes are extraordinarily shining, like a vast night sky, reflecting a bright galaxy, blinking slightly, it seems that a piece of night sky is in front of your eyes.

While speaking, he took out a cigarette from the box with his slender fingers, and under my watchful eyes, he lighted it leisurely, took another puff slowly, and finally exhaled the smoke slowly while raising his head. The action is like a landscape painting.

After a moment of silence, through the rising mist, his eyes slowly fell on my face, which has not closed my mouth because of the beauty in front of me.He coughed lightly, pinched the cigarette to his lips with two fingers, and smiled helplessly: "I went to buy a pack of cigarettes."