$397 Constantine Is a Good "Person" (Guaranteed, More to Come)

In the offices of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"'I am courage'? Do you think you are the only one who is different? Because Mr. Prius, there are many people like you. You just don't know it yet."

Imprius: "..."

"Then come and meet the Hell Detective!"

Constantine was spinning in Nick Fury's office chair, holding a cigar in his mouth and talking nonsense.

At this moment, he couldn't even look at the Imprius in front of him calmly.

Because Prius felt his fist harden, Solarion also began to convey a strange emotion to him.

"This guy needs to be dealt with a bit!"

Rumlow said as he slapped Constantine from his chair and knocked him to the ground.

He took the cigar out of Constantine's mouth and looked at it.

After making sure it was not stained with Constantine's saliva, he took a deep sip.

Thick smoke blew out of his mouth.

"Tell me, what do you want? If the High-level Heaven is really what you said, then you won't come here to chat away from Bulcasso's eyes and ears."

Rumlow casually stubbed out the cigar on Constantine's suit, and the scattered cigarette butts burned two holes in it. Then he turned his attention from Imprius to Auriel.

"Damn it, I rented this suit. Although I didn't agree on the lease term and rent with the boss. But I will curse you, Rumlow! I will definitely curse you!"

Constantine got up from the ground with a curse, took off his suit and patted the hole above.

"But if you are willing to pay the compensation for this suit for me, I can consider not cursing you, a thousand yuan for a hole."

Constantine said glaring at Rumlow.

"Oh." Rumlow took the suit from Constantine's hand, and then used a lighter to burn the two holes into one.

Then he took out a thousand dollars from his pocket and put it into Constantine's hand along with the suit.

"just."

Rumlow clapped his hands.

Then he continued to look at Auriel.

Agent Hill stood to the side in a fetching green tights with a complicated look on her face.

"Since we are going to talk about this in front of you, we will naturally not avoid Bulkesso."

Auriel tugged on Imprius's hand and said to Rumlow.

Rumlow scoffed.

Who knows if you will silence me directly?

The emotion was written all over his face. And Mocott, who was observing all this, wished he could give Rumlow some mercy to correct his brain.

So Mocott made a threatening cough.

If they can silence you, can they also kill me too?

At this time, Auriel smiled softly.

"I need humans to have their own power, not the power of accidents and opportunities, but the power of hope."

Auriel spoke slowly, and the radiance of hope once again spread to these agents.

"Bulkasso will know, and he will definitely not stop me from doing this. After all, we are human beings now, aren't we?"

Auriel looked at Rumlow, or more accurately, at Mocott, who was inhabiting Rumlow.

Mocott let out a dissatisfied "hum".

"Bulkasso doesn't make decisions about other people's lives, but I do!"

Mocott spoke coherently and appeared in everyone's sight.

This was done with the help of Rumlow's power, so Rumlow, who was very weak after the previous battle, fell to the ground with a thud.

Constantine's eyes sparkled with excitement and he took out his wallet from Rumlow's pocket.

Then he threw the wallet into Rumlow's arms with a look of displeasure.

"Damn it, you only have a thousand dollars in your body? Why did you make two holes into one!"

When Constantine spoke, he glanced at Auriel intentionally or unintentionally.

Then he unnaturally retracted his wrists into his shirt.

This kind of action wouldn't escape Agent Hill and Melinda's observation, so...

Iron cavalry justice's wrist flip!

Constantine's arm made a snapping sound and was revealed to everyone.

A pattern like a fat tiger was drawn on it with a marker. (Ю:】

"Hehe, I was discovered by you, hehe~"

Constantine smiled strangely and pulled his wrist out of Melinda's hand. The smile on his face was so bright that he couldn't even see his eyes.

"What's this?"

Auriel asked with interest.

"Oh, it's just a little mark. I think it will help me relax. My angel~"

Constantine continued to smile, still unable to see the eyes.

On Constantine's other arm, the same pattern from before appeared, but this pattern glowed softly white.

Imprius took a deep look at Constantine, pointed at Mocott with the Solarion in his hand and said:

"Mocott, this isn't Harrogath, so you probably need to have a little respect for courage."

A very illusory Wu Ming appeared on Mocott's hand, and then disappeared after hesitating for a moment.

He is not on the Holy Mountain now, and the only thing that can support his appearance is Rumlow's anger.

But now Rumlow can no longer support him to continue fighting.

So Mocott glared at Imprius with an expression that said, "You have the guts to come to the toilet."

Oriel smiled at Constantine and then stopped Imprus.

Constantine was a smart man, and probably understood what Oriel was planning.

So he told Oriel in this way, "Let's talk privately if you have anything to say."

He even mentioned the "angel", Angel Dawson.

This guy is more responsible than Oriel thought.

"Believe in hope, and you will get strength. That's all."

Oriel said lightly.

"What do we need to pay?"

Melinda took over the conversation and asked directly, she was very tough.

"Pay your belief, that's enough. Hope will not hurt people."

Oriel's words made Constantine's eyebrows tremble.

It's hard to say whether unattainable hope is harmful to people.

At least a wizard he knows has some ideas about this.

The man clearly knew where his mother's soul was, right in front of him, but he could never touch it.

This is definitely a big harm.

Now it's much more troublesome. That man probably won't get any news about his mother anymore.

Constantine thought so.

The original hell has been shattered. Who knows where the souls taken away by the Lord of Hell are now.

"We are not your only choice, are we?"

Melinda took a step forward. The approach of the strong party during the negotiation can bring a sense of oppression.

This kind of thing has long become Melinda's subconscious action.

"Tell the truth, we can consider it."

Hill had to join the conversation.

Although her identity is a bit complicated.

Green Lantern Messenger, SHIELD senior executive, and the eyes planted by the Council.

The messy identity makes it very troublesome for her to do things.

"The devil may not be the only enemy you have to encounter. I need more people to have hope and believe in hope."

Auriel said so.

Hope is her. If humans really have hope and believe in her wholeheartedly, then she will replace those heroes and master the hope of this world.

At that time, even if someone is dissatisfied with this, it will be time for Bulkaso to fulfill his promise.

Besides, courage is around, and courage is strong enough to make people afraid when facing ordinary enemies.

"Impossible. Ordinary people will panic if they know this!"

Hill directly rejected Auriel's proposal.

Few people will consider distant dangers unless they encounter personal pain.

Inprius smiled.

When people know the danger, they will be afraid.

So Diablo will gradually become stronger, which is why Diablo has never worried about becoming the enemy of the world.

Those who know this have reached a consensus long ago and will not actively spread the news about him.

But courage is here.

"Courage is with you."

Inprius began to emit light and heat, which made his words very convincing.

The light and heat filled the cold night with courage. As long as Inprius exists, no matter how dangerous it is, he will not fall into despair.

Constantine shook his hand and pinched the mark left by Auriel.

Auriel's voice sounded from his heart.

"Are you going to become an angel?"

Hearing this, Constantine's smile became even more distorted.

"I just don't want the people I know to become angels. After all, it feels different for them to die 'willingly' to help me than for me to kill them as enemies with my own hands."

Constantine said this.

He didn't trust Auriel or Imprus.

Even hope and courage were shit to him, not as attractive as the leather wallet on Rumlow's body.

So Constantine bent down and picked up Rumlow's wallet, threw back all the documents and other things in it except the SHIELD document, then put the money in it and put the wallet in his pocket.

SHIELD's documents are more effective than his deception, and they are real.

Just change a photo to solve the problem.

"Can you stop me? Or do you have acquaintances who can stop me from bringing hope?"

Auriel found it a little funny.

It's not something that a mortal like Constantine, who is not trusted by his compatriots, can do to stop an angel.

And her actions did not "harm" the world, but only stole a more powerful position in the world.

"Let me think, the barbarians may not stop you, but what about the devil of hell?"

Constantine's words made Auriel change his face.

"Of course, you can also let the man over there pierce my XX with his spear now, but your goal will be finished.

Killing an ordinary person who did nothing in their eyes is enough to make this cooperation fail."

Constantine finally restrained his smile, and his eyes flashing with cold light met Auriel.

"I'm not kidding!"

Constantine released the hand holding the mark and spoke directly.

"Rumlow, you still owe me a thousand dollars, no, now it's ten thousand dollars."

Constantine squatted down and patted the back of Rumlow's head.

Auriel knew that Constantine had fulfilled his threat.

As long as she and Imprus continued, this man would definitely do what he said.

As long as angels want something from humans, they cannot let demons dominate.

After the war between angels and demons, humans will still exist.

It just won't be too comfortable.

Weird balance!

And when that time comes, Auriel and Imprius, who have now shed their names as Archangels, will become the focus of the first wave of attacks!

And they will die!

Prius felt that Auriel seemed a little angry and turned his head to look at her.

Auriel shook her head gently, still smiling.

"Since you still can't accept it, let's end the meeting here. It's just that our suggestions will continue to take effect."

Inprius put away Solarion and then disappeared with Auriel.

Mocott glanced at Constantine, and then returned to Rumlot's body.

It's just that Rumlow won't regain his strength immediately just because he went back.

So Rumlow still fell to the ground, watching documents such as his driver's license slipping from his chest to the ground.

…

Luke was hanging alone on a tree.

Yes, Madoc did.

His hands and feet were tied, and two ropes pulled him upright and hung him in the air.

The rope was made of demon skin taken from Rasuk. It was very strong. At least for now, Luke was not able to break free on his own.

By the way, there was a carrot hanging less than ten centimeters in front of him.

Not far away, the almost useless Ziren was hiding behind a stone and looking nervously at Luke.

He suspected it was a bait used to catch him, even the carrot in front of Luke looked like a bait.

Zi Ren knew that he was dead, and even if he lived now, it would be meaningless.

Flesh and blood smeared on stone, what can a body like this do?

You have to be careful when walking, don't let the flesh and blood on your body fall to the ground and become food for the newly revived little animals.

One husky in particular was always chasing him. That husky always had a leg bone in its mouth, and it didn't look like it would be hungry.

But Zi Ren suspected that he would still be thrown to the ground and eaten by that guy.

After all, when a dog wags its tongue and charges towards a person very excitedly, its posture is quite scary.

Now his only thought is whether he should do something big before he dies.

Like killing Luke who was hanging.

"Hey! You bastard, if you can untie the rope, I will give you a happier death. What do you think?"

Luke shouted to the purple man who was not hiding at all.

It's really difficult to hide the stone body, especially when the pieces of meat fall to the ground from time to time.

Those little things like mice followed behind, pointing to the purple man's position like an arrow.

That's why Luke said this.

Zi Ren silently walked out from behind the stone, and then climbed up the tree with some difficulty.

He untied the rope with very limited hands.

With a snap, the carrot fell to the ground...

"I will make your death not so pleasant! Bastard!"

When Luke said this, the sound of grinding his teeth in his mouth was enough to scare away those little mice.

The purple man looked deeply at Luke with his empty eye sockets, and then slowly climbed down from the tree.

"Slap yourself, Luke!"

Ziren didn't know how he could speak with his stone body, but he could speak.

Although every time I spoke, a few pieces of flesh would fall off.

But when he saw Luke moving more and more, he felt a little excited.

Especially Luke's eyes were full of anger, which made him feel happy.

The person he controls is awake, so anger is not an uncommon emotion.

Anyway, it will turn into fear and despair in the end.

The superpower of controlling other people's bodies didn't work very well the last time he used it on Jessica as Lord Sky Hammer.

This made him think that his super powers were useless.

Now an immobile Luke would be just fine as a test subject.

"Huh? Do you think Luke needs to wake up too?"

A rough voice came from behind Ziren.

The purple man turned around tremblingly and saw Madoc rubbing his chin with his hand and looking at Luke with doubts in his eyes.

Madoc just hadn't figured out how to give Luke more.

"But a slap in the face is a bit too much. People have dignity, and a slap in the face is more like an insult than a punishment."

Madoc glanced at Zi Ren and spoke softly.

Luke's previous performance cannot be said to be good, but it is not bad either.

But Madoc is still worried about Luke following Sonya to the secret realm.

Even if this is the reward promised by Sonya, it will indeed benefit Luke a lot.

But there are still some dangers.

"Slap yourself until I say stop!"

Ziren said to Madoc nervously.

But he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Um?"

Madoc looked at the purple man with wide eyes, a little confused.

The expression was like an ordinary person seeing a monster standing in front of him.

"What do you mean?"

Madoc slapped Zi Ren on the face, shaking half of the flesh on his face to the ground.

There is also half a stone by the way.

Madoc is a soul, and souls are not controlled by hormones.

Luke, who was hanging, moved more and more violently, but the rope made of demon skin became tighter and tighter.

So Luke finally couldn't help but speak.

"Ancestor Madoc! Please! Don't kill him! He is the prey I chose, and I want to use his head as a betrothal gift to the Great Bear Tribe!"

Luke roared loudly.

Madoc turned his head and looked at the purple man who looked like a sculpture.

"I bet, if you take this thing's head to find Cassius, you will say goodbye to your teeth forever!"

Madoc kicked the purple man's stone leg off, and then threw an axe and cut the rope that tied Luke's hands.

Luke fell to the ground with a snap, and kept standing well.

"He used to be Jessica's nightmare, and I plan to prove to Jessica that I can protect her!"

Luke sat on the ground, untying the rope with both hands.

His voice was muffled, as if he was wearing a space war helmet.

"So you're going to let Jessica take charge of your housework? Then you have to work harder."

Madoc said casually, then took out a rat and threw it at the purple man's face.

Pia! With a sound, another piece of flesh and blood was added to the purple man's face.

It looked much more similar to the previous one.

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