$152 Police Officer Angel Dawson (2nd Update)

"Is this what Mephisto told you then?"

Angel looked at Constantine in front of him and said calmly while feeling the power flowing through his body like water from a pond.

"If that idiot hadn't violated the verbal agreement, I probably wouldn't have chosen this method to save my life."

Constantine threw the burned cigarette butt on the ground and took out a new cigarette.

Mephisto's so-called cure for his cancer was just to paralyze his body with a little bit of power.

How can that clone who can't even connect to hell get the power to cure his cancer?

While Constantine was deceiving Mephisto, the cunning demon was also deceiving him.

Making a verbal agreement with the devil will only lead to this result.

Constantine was used to it.

"So this is why you didn't want to tell me."

Angel quietly walked up to Constantine.

His eyes were calm with compassion, and also contained a glimmer of hope.

"Yes, I always hurt the friends around me, but you are the only one I deliberately calculated."

Constantine felt all over his body, but couldn't take out his lighter.

In the end, I had to give up this plan.

"John Constantine, you will become Section 13's greatest enemy."

The bayonet in the priest's hand hit the shield created by Angel's power.

"Father Alexander Anderson, haven't you attacked me enough? You will eventually forgive me because I am a traitor with thirty silver coins and straw rope in my hand!"

Constantine suddenly turned around and shouted with an angry tone he had never seen before!

"John, you've always been like this."

Gabriel's figure suddenly appeared here, wearing pure white clothes, with bare feet on the ground.

"You have never believed it, so there is no point in your betrayal. You have chosen to live this way. Your miserable wailing is regarded as an unbearable past event, so you show it to others with frivolity and exaggeration."

"Don't tell me you know me very well, angel."

Constantine dismissed Gabriel's claims.

"I can fix you, can't I, John?"

Angel walked up to Constantine and gave him a hug.

Not pity, but hope.

Constantine's body stiffened instantly. He had hugged others countless times, with a smile, a mask, and even a strong sense of malice.

But this was the first time someone took the initiative to hug him.

"Yes, Angel. From now on you will be just Angel."

Constantine spoke in the most affectionate tone of his life.

Then he pushed Angel away and even pushed him to the ground.

"Father Alexander Anderson, we will talk again later, but today separation is the only way."

"You will throw thirty silver coins into God and then hang yourself with the straw rope in your hand? You are a traitor but not a traitor, an apostle but not an apostle..."

The bayonets in Father Anderson's hand all turned back into book pages, gathered into a Bible, which he held in his hand.

"John Constantine, I'll see you again, I guess it won't be too late."

The Bible turned into pages, surrounding Father Anderson.

Saint Angel is disappearing, and Constable Angel Dawson is reappearing.

The priest's mission had failed and he had no choice but to go back and resume his mission.

The page disappeared, and Anderson left with it.

"Constantine, it seems you no longer plan to take Angel with you."

Gabriel stepped on the edge of the magic circle with his bare feet.

"My friends are always in trouble, so I don't want to meet new people."

Constantine took off the cigarette from his mouth and stood opposite Gabriel. The two faced each other and stared into each other's eyes.

"Remember the feather that the Supreme Mage gave to Angel? You actually lost to the devil this time."

Gabriel looked at Constantine funny.

The feathers that were ripped off from the angel Manny at that time contained the power that once belonged to Gabriel.

That one feather was enough to cure Constantine's cancer.

"When I saw you, I thought Angel gave you the feather."

Constantine said in a calm yet downcast tone.

"John, I think being a police officer is more suitable for me. Saint is too heavy an identity."

Angel slowly started to fight, looked at the scratch on his elbow, and then walked behind Constantine expressionlessly.

"That's great, dear Angel, that you can fight on the front line again and go to church to confess."

Constantine turned around with a smile, and then slapped him hard on the face.

"Well, you know, I'm a police officer from the Major Crime Squad, and I'm not an idiot who can be deceived by you!"

The moment Angel slapped him, the magic circle stopped operating.

All the power in Angel's body disappeared, and naturally the magic circle lost its effect.

"What a powerful forehand..."

Snap!

"And a precise backhand."

Angel walked out of the magic circle that had lost its effect, and the holy light on her body was exhausted.

"I want to go back now, what are you going to do?"

Angel waved his hand and looked at Constantine, whose face was swollen on both sides. Then he took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it away.

"I had prepared a thank-you gift before, and I was going to give it to you when we parted."

Constantine lit a cigarette.

"I was going to go back, too. I might find some business there."

Constantine suddenly remembered the agent who kept saying "I'm thinking" and felt a little overwhelmed.

"After all, those secret organizations might need professionals like me, and they can also protect the vulnerable me." (There are enough knife-blockers there)

Constantine said, and then took a deep breath.

"Is this the feeling of being healthy? It's great!"

Constantine, who had no signs of coughing, was so happy. He hadn't felt such smooth breathing for a long time.

"Then let's go back!"

Angel held the Saint Vanganza Contract in his hand and threw it casually.

Gabriel's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot again.

Just like the angel Manny who had his waist removed at that time, he came and went without a trace.

"I also want to ask Gabriel if his wings have grown back."

Constantine said casually.

Of course it didn't grow back, it was directly broken by Bulkatho in anger.

Even though Gabriel regained his strength, he didn't even open his wings to show his identity.

The barely healed wound made his wings look extremely ugly.

"I just want to know, what should I do with this contract?"

Angel threw the Saint Vanganza contract to Constantine, but Constantine didn't take it.

Then the contract flew past Constantine and fell to the ground, landing on Carter Slay's chest.

"Let's bury them together. Anyway, no one knows where the unopened contract is."

Constantine said casually.