Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 240

The group drove in the direction of the Osiris Club. The journey was quite calm, and this calm continued until Constantine spoke.

"I think you may not be able to find a living person. That place is full of wandering undead, and by the way, those undead are disappearing rapidly."

Constantine was as lazy as ever when he spoke, and the cigarette in his mouth trembled as he spoke.

The current **** has been completely blocked, and even the souls that should have been taken away by them are now wandering in the world until they follow the gravity of death to the kingdom of the dead.

Without the introduction of hell, the time for the soul to stay is a little long now.

But it's weird that the souls of these dead people dissipate.

"what?"

Captain Demio frowned, then slammed on the brakes.

Hellboy's head slammed into the frame of the car, and the hard horns rubbed a spark.

"Fuck!"

An angry curse came out of Hellboy's mouth, and then he forcefully opened the car door and rushed in towards the Osiris Club.

Hellboy, honoring human beings, is undoubtedly on the side of human beings in terms of position, and even after receiving human education and growing up, he is full of righteous blood.

His blood can ignite the paper, which is the racial talent of the devil.

"I have to say, there seems to be an old acquaintance of mine in there?"

Constantine walked out of the car leisurely, then took out the finger tiger in his pocket and put it on his hand.

This is just an appearance, he did not intend to use force, because it is not easy for those present to hurt his old acquaintances.

"Your acquaintance? That's really unfortunate news."

Captain Demio drew his pistol from the holster and rolled his eyes at Constantine.

Demio still knew Constantine quite well. After all, this man's information had already filled the entire information cabinet of M11.

"Did I say there's something wrong with you? Or are you crazy when you turned into a man-eating tiger? I'm not good at dealing with lunatics. The lunatic I met last time almost broke my head."

Constantine staggered and walked behind Hellboy, and by the way, he did not forget to attack Captain Demio. He was not the kind of guy who was laughed at.

As an "experienced" psychic, Captain Demio's cover-up doesn't help.

The strong smell from the devil made him want to sneeze.

"Then you'd better hope that I, a lunatic, won't do what the last one didn't do!"

Demio's gun state switched to a tactical posture, and the flashlight was stuck on the lower end of the pistol and followed.

It's just that the expression on his face has gotten better.

According to the information, Constantine would never fight a dead man, and would only watch that man walk into a trap with a smile.

Being ridiculed, in a sense, it is a good thing, at least it shows that Constantine did not intend to pay the "price".

The other M11 members also stopped the car one by one and followed behind, raising the firearms in their hands.

"What caused this?"

Hellboy felt uncomfortable looking at the corpse on the ground whose head had been removed. It was not that he could not accept the tragic scene, but that his blood seemed to be boiling after he came to this place.

The slow-growing itching on the horns made him a little irritable.

"Reading memories from the brain, a method of investigation favored by unpopular demons, can only get some fragments of memory."

Constantine patted Hellboy on the shoulder, then looked seriously at the innermost room.

He could feel the soul of a psychic over there fighting against the enemy, and he should not be too familiar with the breath of this enemy.

So he didn't say anything like "Have you tried it" to adjust the atmosphere.

"Perhaps that psychic mage is doing his best to resist?"

Constantine said in a strange tone, and Hellboy and Demio immediately became alert.

Demio waved his hand and made a tactical gesture, letting the M11 members be ready to shoot at any time. Then he nodded towards Constantine.

"Hello! Mephisto's avatar! Haven't seen you for a long time!?"

Constantine shouted tentatively in the direction of the room, like a star on stage greeting fans.

It has to be said that Constantine has a large group of die-hard fans, and the enthusiasm for his soul is enough to make most human fans feel ashamed.

Then the old gentleman-like guy appeared in front of them.

"Constantine!"

Mephisto's tone was dissatisfied, and he was holding a white-haired female soul in his hand, and that soul could only weakly pinched Mephisto's arm with his nails.

This is what Constantine calls "resistance".

The human soul is so powerless when it meets Mephisto.

The moment Mephisto appeared, the dense rain of bullets drowned him.

"stop!"

Constantine shouted loudly. Fortunately, his shouts were still effective, but not every shooter would listen to his request.

Demio raised his hand to stop the shooting, and then stared at the riddled old gentleman in front of him.

"Nice to see you again, but what are you eyeing here?"

Constantine didn't care about the fact that his order had no effect, and casually said to Mephisto while playing with the finger tiger in his hand.

"I just completed a contract."

Mephisto's body returned to its original shape in the blink of an eye.

It's as if those special bullets didn't work.

"Nivi? Don't say you can get her soul, she is almost immortal."

"Okay John, you know I won't reveal information because of your words, we're a little too familiar with each other."

The soul of Mrs. Hatton, held in Mephisto's hand, began to dim, and the soul of this poor psychic was no match for the monarch of hell, even if it was only facing a clone.

"It seems that you haven't been idle during this time, and you have become stronger. This is something to be congratulated. But do you need me to read the content of the last contract?"

Constantine made an exaggerated gesture with the hand holding the cigarette, and by the way he gave Hellboy a wink.

He is not afraid to provoke Mephisto in front of him, or that only by angering the other party can he have a little chance of getting the news they need.

"boom!"

Hellboy blasted Mephisto's clone in the head with a single shot from his new toy, and the stone arm pulled Mrs Hatton back from the brink of dissipation.

"I've got what I want, what are you going to do?"

Mephisto's figure appeared in another position, and then he adjusted the hat on his head and said.

Now he is aloof, and finally has the appearance of a **** monarch.

"Big guy, I mean you punch him directly, not let you shoot."

Constantine ignored Mephisto and shouted loudly at Hellboy, who was still trying to provoke him.

"I'll understand next time."

Hellboy replied in a loud voice, and then his fist landed on Mephisto's face.

"Like now!"

"Pretty!"

Constantine took a few steps forward and took Lady Hatton's soul from Hellboy's hand.

He is not a half-hearted psychic, but a serious psychic.

So he doesn't need to spit out other people's souls to communicate.

"Fire!"

Captain Demio shot first, and then the flashlight hit Mephisto directly in the face.

Strong light is great for distracting enemies in the dark, but even a clone of Mephisto wouldn't be classified as a "human".

Intensive gunfire sounded again, and Mephisto killed a small part of the soldiers in the blink of an eye.

That deep-sleep-like killing made Constantine frown.

"Man, it looks like you've changed your way of being? Or how many souls have you absorbed?"

"John, it won't be too far away when we meet again, and I'd love to see a leather boot on your face."

Mephisto vanished into this place with the spoils he had just harvested.

Obviously Hellboy's fist is not so easy for him to bear.

"What are we going to do now?"

Demio looked at Constantine with a strange expression, and took out an injection and inserted it into his leg.

Emotional fluctuations will make him look like a monster like a killer tiger, and the inhibitor has become a must for him.

"I foresee the resurrection of Nivi, and she will come back eventually!"

Mrs. Hatton's soul shouted directly to the soul, causing everyone present to cover their ears involuntarily.

"Hmm? I didn't plan to confront Nivi directly. That kind of existence was never my job."

Constantine took out a cigarette to continue, and then scattered the soul of Mrs. Hatton beside him.

A psychic who can't meet danger has little power for Constantine either.

"Will you let ordinary people intervene in the face of demons? On the contrary, we are ordinary people in front of Nivi."

Constantine looked at the surrounding situation and said to Hellboy and Demio.

"What's the matter? Burkeseau?"

Gu Yi sat in the co-pilot of the pickup truck and asked Du Bourkeso who was driving.

Just now, Burkeseau seemed to feel something nervous for a moment, but it immediately turned into suspicion.

"I seem to feel a little Andariel's breath? But it's too faint, I'm not sure."

Bourkesso stomped on the accelerator, making the vehicle go faster.

London was just ahead, and the drive along the way was steady, albeit "slightly" speeding.

Bourkesso agreed to take Jill on a self-driving tour, and the Frank family was also in the car at this time.

The car was fitted with seat belts and a windshield. The seat belts were made by Bourkesso himself, but the glass was from S.H.I.E.L.D.

He still doesn't want to polish the gems a little bit, it's too much patience.

Rorschach in the car bucket was holding his knees and wearing a trench coat looking at the stars. Rorschach, who was accustomed to the life of a homeless person, had long been accustomed to this.

Bruce Wayne went straight home and said he had something to deal with.

And he appeared on the two pickups together because of Burkeseau's intention.

Endless fighting only numbs the killing, and he needs a break recently.

"Andariel?"

"The king of pain and torment, although she has a pair of good legs that everyone will pay attention to, she is still too ugly."

Bourkessel explained a little, allaying Frank's curiosity.

Andariel is the most eye-catching one among the Seven Demon Kings.

A total of three pairs of legs and a pair of hands.

Two pairs of legs are sharp like a spider, but the one used for walking is really striking.

There were also a pair of black stockings on those legs, and no one knew how the legs with sheep's hooves were put on the stockings.

The ends of the abdomen can spew thick webs like spiders, and the slits in the abdomen can spray poisonous cannonballs.

"That guy is tough, she's good at bringing pain to others, and every attack is heart-wrenching."

When Bourkesso said this, there was some nostalgia in his expression, and the pain was a kind of unforgettable experience.

"Thanks 'Ignore Pain'!"

Burkeseau muttered silently in his heart.

"Well, I just want to know if Andariel has woken up."

Gu Yi said with a calm demeanor, and showed a calm smile to Jill, who was sleeping in the back seat.

In the face of an enemy that she cannot directly confront, her choice is to face it calmly, whether it is sacrifice or victory.

"No, she's that kind of restless demon. If she had woken up, she would have been exposed to my sight. I think it might just be that she chose a host, just like those archangels."

Bourcasso patted the steering wheel, looking a little impatient.

He wanted to have a couple of sips, but he can't drink while driving, he hasn't had a drink all day...

Even if he wanted Frank to drive the car, he couldn't do it, because the force required for the car to hit the gas pedal and clutch was beyond the reach of a normal human.

"Then shall we continue to travel?"

Gu glanced at the sky where the stars and the moon were hanging high, and said, she will teach Loki early tomorrow morning, and then send Loki to Harrogath to spend some time with his brother.

Thanks to teleportation magic, she was able to manage her time properly.

"Why not? That's what I promised Jill."

Bourkesso leaned back and tucked his bulky body into the middle of the seat.

"Well, I always feel like something is going to happen in England, since you brought Harrogath into this world, it's like it's been around the people around you."

Gu Yi snapped the seat height adjuster, but couldn't make the seat tilt back, so he patted Bourkesso's arm.

Bourkesso stepped on the brakes and helped Gu Yi adjust the seat angle before continuing to drive in silence.

"Di Di Di~"

"Sorry, I need to answer the phone."

Gu Yi took out a ringing mobile phone from his sleeve and gestured to the people in the car.

Jill had fallen asleep in Frank's arms.

The father put Jill across the seat, holding his son's head.

Luckily the car was big enough for Jill to fall asleep on his back without having to curl his legs.

Bourkesso nodded, then continued to focus on driving.

"You mean Nivi is resurrected? Okay, I happen to be going to London, I'm already on my way, and I'll stop her when she shows up."

Gu whispered into the phone and glanced at Bourkesso.

When she turned off the phone, she saw Frank's somewhat surprised look.

"What's wrong?"

"I thought the communication between mages would be a little more 'magical'."

Frank's voice was low, for fear of waking his son.

"That requires mana, and the phone only costs a little money."

Gu Yi said lightly.

Mage is not a primitive person, why use that laborious way to communicate when there is a convenient way?

"So what's going to happen in London?"

Bourkesso's beard trembled as he spoke, and he suddenly felt that something would happen wherever he was going to appear.

Although he doesn't care much about Nivi.

Compared to the unknown Nivi, Andariel's legs are more interesting.

"Yes, a mage from hundreds of years ago in London is going to be resurrected, or she hasn't died."

Gu tucked the phone back into his sleeve, then took out a sandwich and simply told Nivi's story while eating.

"There is no life without an end. The person you are talking about may just hide from the eyes of death, or be rejected by death. Think about it, the mage who was 'alive' after being dismembered over the years has suffered How much suffering? Death is the greatest justice and mercy to life."

Burkeseau said a few more words, but no one in the car believed them.

Frank had heard the story of Bourkesso's battle with Death itself from Jill, and Gu Yi had experienced it firsthand.

"So…"

"Massaire is an exception, or it's not fair to die with an independent personality."

Bourkesso looked at the brightly lit city ahead and said, he didn't want to answer the question about death.

"Who can truly be fair? As long as there are thoughts and desires, fairness is only a relative existence. At most, it is just the line that is close to fairness."

"Who knows, let's hurry up and drive. I hope the mages in London will take care of the hygiene of their residences."

Gu said in a low voice.

"So your method is to tell these things, um, mages? The mages live in places like this?"

Demio watched as Constantine walked out of an obscure building with no plaque on it.

Neither he nor Hellboy went in, just waiting for Constantine to complete the task of notification.

"Do you still want to hang a sign on the door saying the home of the mage?"

Constantine took out a pack of cigarettes from Demio's chest pocket, took one out of his mouth and put the rest in his pocket.

"I just care why we've never heard of such a group."

Demio snatched his cigarette back from Constantine's pocket, then took one out and put it in his mouth, and watched Constantine sneer as he lit the cigarette with his lighter, the slap on his forehead. The veins jumped.

"Did you appear in the sight of ordinary people? They are all the same, but the level is different."

Constantine returned the lighter in his hand to Demio and said casually.

"To be honest, I know that the mage exists."

Hellboy took out a chocolate bar and stuffed it into his mouth, speaking vaguely.

He didn't have a problem with not being the leader of the squad, but it made him feel relieved to not have to use his head.

"Baboon's butt-faced bastard, do you mean your own level is very high!"

Demio lit the fire several times but failed, and angrily threw the lighter into Constantine's arms.

Constantine smiled meanly, lit a cigarette for Demio, and then accepted Demio's gift.

He loves the gift, and the joke helps build trust, even if it's just what he thinks.

"Scarface, I don't want to continue arguing with you. The monsters you have seen may not even be a fraction of what I have solved!"

"Okay you two, now is not the time to continue arguing. Look at the crack in front of you, do you want to go and have a look?"

Constantine pointed to the crack in front of him that radiated white light, and walked over first.

"Man, that's another dimension of passage!"

Hellboy grabbed Constantine's hand and shouted.

No one noticed when the crack appeared.

Demio spit out the cigarette he just took a puff and immediately took out his pistol.

When faced with the unknown, he always acts quickly.

"I know, but obviously that passage is for one of us, why don't we go there together?"

Constantine patted Hellboy's big hand and said with a gentle smile.

"Well, I hope I can come back after the past."

Hellboy put his hands away and took a step.

Demio's face was extremely tangled. According to Constantine's reputation, it was very likely that he would never come back.

"Don't worry, you will definitely be back."

Constantine waved to Demio.

"You will definitely be able to come back, but not for me and him."

Demio put away the gun, then bent down and picked up the cigarette that had not been extinguished and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Of course, I'll always make sacrifices, because my life is worth more than other people's lives."

Constantine looked at Demio and smiled again.

"The premise is that when we have to do multiple-choice questions."

After speaking, the three people directly passed through the crack and entered a pure white space.

In the distance, a house with long feet was walking steadily towards them, and folded its legs in front of them.

"I think it's better to let the soldiers go first."

Constantine stopped Hellboy, then raised his chin at Demio.

"Better you remember to drag me out when you are in danger. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Demio took out the gun and held it in front of him, tilted his head and walked towards the door.

"I think the person this guy wants to meet is you. If you go first, then the soldier and I probably won't be able to leave."

Constantine explained to Hellboy.

Compared to these two guys who knew nothing about Hellboy's conspiracy, it's impossible to lead the **** Constantine in intelligence.

And Constantine is still hesitant to kill Hellboy to avoid further trouble.

He hadn't had the experience of excess kindness for a long time.

And now he doesn't plan to split his soul again.

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