Chapter 84: You Again
Midnight Bar.
After two hours, Lod and Constantine once again returned to their old place.
As soon as they walked in from the entrance, Constantine felt as if he had walked into a slaughterhouse. The air was filled with the nauseating smell of blood!
Pitter-patter... Pitter-patter...
Coming to the bottom of the bar, Constantine was stunned.
Although he had vaguely guessed what had happened, he did not expect it to be so miserable. All the mixed blood of all the angels and demons in the bar had died under his hands!
Broken limbs and minced meat covered the entire bar. Thick blood spread through the cracks between the floor and spread to all corners.
"God, how many people have you killed?" Constantine frowned, pinched his nose and asked. The smell of blood here was too strong, even he could not accept it.
No wonder Lod asked Angela to stay at home before they set off, and asked Nemu to accompany her. It seemed that he had expected it!
If the police saw it, they would probably pull out their handcuffs and arrest this guy on the spot!
"Everyone except Midnight."
Lod said in a very calm tone, as if he was eating and drinking water. He did not care about this at all.
"You are very similar to Gabriel..."
Constantine was silent for a moment, then leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette. He sneered, "You always look high and mighty. Your eyes are full of indifference and disregard. In your eyes, are human lives as worthless as weeds?"
"You are wrong, Constantine."
Lod narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "No one has been high and mighty from the beginning. I am like this, and so is Gabriel."
"This view is very strange. This is the first time I have heard of it."
Constantine suddenly took a drag on the cigarette and eased the disgusting smell of blood. He asked, "Although my relationship with these bastards is not good, I really want to know why you killed them."
"Is the reason important?"
Lod asked back.
"It's very important."
Constantine took a puff of his cigarette and smiled. "At least I have to confirm that the person accompanying me is not a psycho killer, or... a demon?"
Lod smiled and said, "Didn't you already use a contract to prove that I am not a demon?"
"Anything can go wrong, including something unreliable like a contract." Constantine said as he placed a hand behind his back.
He had experienced the darkest betrayal and the ugliness of human nature!
Because of this, he would not easily trust anyone, even if the other party looked like a human!
A mysterious man brought by the Hell Contract was not under the jurisdiction of Hell. He had the ability to easily kill mixed blood angels and demons, and he could even rescue the lost soul from Hell, or even kill the avatar of the Demon King. No matter from which angle he looked at it, it was full of doubts!
The little tricks behind Constantine naturally could not be hidden from Lod's eyes, but he did not care.
Not to mention that Constantine did not have the ability to kill him, even if there was, just the long incantation and action before releasing the magic was enough for Lod to kill him more than ten times.
"Friend, I have to know why they died. Otherwise, what if you go crazy and kill me?" Constantine said with a smile.
Lord said indifferently: "There is only one reason for killing them, and that is my precious treasure!"
"Your glory?"
Constantine was slightly stunned, but then he immediately reacted and asked tentatively, "Are you referring to... that little girl?"
"Yes."
Although Lod was smiling, his eyes were extremely cold.
"Since they intend to attack Nemu, there should be nothing to complain about dying under my hands, right?"
"Well done, friend!"
Constantine was silent for a second for the scum in his heart, then said, "I have wanted to kill those bastards for a long time. Such scum is not worthy to stay in the world."
The so-called changing face was faster than flipping through a book. It could be someone like Constantine.
Lod was too lazy to argue with him. He said, "Midnight is in his secret room. You better know how to get in."
"Don't worry."
Constantine patted his chest and promised, "I've been thinking about this guy's secret room for a long time. I know how to get in."
The two of them crossed the bar and walked down the office at midnight. After a few minutes, they arrived at a secret room that was decorated like a church.
Midnight was still dressed in the same outfit, a suit hat, a scarf, a big gold chain and a small watch, looking like a social person.
However, the moment he saw Lod, Midnight's dark face was scared white.
"Dear Midnight, my old friend is here to see you!"
Constantine opened his arms enthusiastically, intending to go over and hug this old friend, but unfortunately, he had only taken two steps when a double-barreled shotgun was aimed at his head.
"It's you, Constantine!"
The anger in Midnight's eyes almost turned into substance. He wanted to burn this damned man to ashes!
It was all because of this jinx. His reputation and territory that he had run for many years were destroyed overnight!
As for the real murderer...
Sorry, Midnight did not have the courage to seek revenge on Lod, so he could only vent his anger on Constantine.
"No, no, no..."
Constantine quickly waved his hand and said, "I know you are very angry now, but I am with him. Before you make a move, do you have to think about the result?"
Relying on the big tree to take advantage of the cold. Constantine was too familiar with this set of fox borrowing the tiger's might. Just a few words made Midnight timid. The hand holding the gun trembled slightly.
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Midnight's face was green and white. In the end, when he saw Lod, he could only put down the gun with hatred. "The bar is gone and the person is killed. Why are you still looking for me?"
Constantine was too lazy to talk nonsense and got straight to the point. "I want to borrow something from you."
The situation was better than that. Midnight could only suppress his anger and say sullenly, "What is it?"
"That electric chair of yours."
The electric chair that appeared in the original film of << Hell Detective>> came from the New York State Star Prison. It was one of the three prisons in America that first used the electric chair to execute the death penalty. Since 1890, 200 prisoners had died in this electric chair.
And when this electric chair devoured nearly two hundred lives, perhaps it was the desire of many prisoners to beg for time to turn back before death, thus giving this electric chair the magical effect of reversing time according to the wishes of the user.
Incidentally, this electric chair was one of Midnight's favorite collectibles. At that time, it cost a lot to get it.
"Why do you use that chair?"
Midnight asked warily, "You know the ability of that chair. Without a suitable reason, I would not dare to lend it to you!"
The power of the electric chair in Star Prison was too terrible. If it were forused by someone, it could reverse the time of the past and cause chaos in the world. And the neutral principle that he had been holding on to would be destroyed!
"The problem is, in the current situation, do you still have the capital to refuse me?" Constantine laughed coldly. Behind him stood a big shot who was firm in his words. He did not have to care about Midnight's stinky face at all.
Midnight's face became even uglier.
If not for because he was afraid of Lod, he even wanted to twist Constantine's head off and stuff it into the toilet to wash it off!
"Midnight, we are old friends. Don't you know what kind of person I am?" It was unknown where Constantine got his confidence from to be able to say this.
Obviously, Midnight understood his character better. He sneered and said, "It is because I know you are Constantine that I am more worried about you!"
His character was questioned, which made Constantine feel very hurt. He sighed and said, "Okay, I will be honest. I actually want to find Balthazar."
Midnight was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "You have to promise me that you will leave this place immediately after you use it. Don't come to me again!"
"What a pity. I thought we were best friends."
Constantine could not help but feel a little emotional. There was one less friend beside him. If something happened in the future, no one would be able to cheat him.
Midnight sneered, "We have never been friends. We were never friends before, and we were even less in the future."