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Chapter 589: John Wick: Heaven and Hell

The cowboy is busy, no, Tony Stark is busy, busy building models with Jarvis, researching materials, and rehearsing the scripts for the next Avengers 2, 3, and 4.

Well, he even wondered if he should create an actor named Ultron to play a fake match.
"The optimization of this production line has been completed, but I haven't done any in-depth research on the mysterious concepts yet. I can only rely on you and the puppets."

"Mr. Tony Stark, the scientific and technical director, visited the magic weapon production workshop of the Zhatian Chamber of Commerce to promote the coordinated improvement of output and quality, improve production efficiency, and alleviate the market demand of Zhutian City."

——The special edition for office and publicity departments records it like this.

"What is this thing written for?" Tony Stark pointed in confusion.

"It will be used for internal newspaper publicity to stimulate the enthusiasm and creativity of the monks and employees." Ma Xianhong scratched his armpits twice, and his spirits improved a little:
"The Chamber of Commerce has more than just Emiya and I as weapon refiners. In addition, a certain Heavenly Emperor thinks this version of Ruhua is good and plans to introduce it to the Heavenly Court, so it is still in the debugging stage."

Well, Stark felt that he didn’t quite understand, but he hoped that the Emperor of Heaven would not be brought into heaven.

The thought of waking up in heaven after snapping my fingers, making a cup of coffee, and then opening the Heaven's Doomsday Horn Daily to hear this kind of news would probably make me feel weird the whole day.

Tony Stark shrugged, accepted the reward and went to his shop.

"What the fuck"

He took off his sunglasses, squinted his eyes and wondered if he was seeing things.

The shield man in a red, white and blue uniform with bright stars, Spider-Man in a red and blue tights, and a double-blade bitch in a red and black uniform.

"I thought it was Iron Man, but it turned out to be just a fake armor. It doesn't have Jarvis, but the performance is still good." The shield man asked Ge Xiaolun, "Can you make it cheaper? I'll take it back for role-playing."

If you look closely, you can see that the shield man's butt is not raised.

Tony Stark turned his eyes away from the other man's butt, patted his chest and let out a breath.

"Buy it if you want, or not. If not, get lost." Ge Xiaolun was lying on a chair, flipping through the latest issue of Playboy that Stark had brought him, and said without raising his head:
"This price is already very low. If you are a die-hard fan and cannot accept this price, then it is a shame for your small business."

"What's your attitude? How do you do business? Tsk, you loser, get your money quickly." The Shield Man glanced at the publication in Ge Xiaolun's hand with disdain, but suddenly found that his companion 'Deadpool' was squatting next to Ge Xiaolun.

"I've seen this issue. The cover girl got married to a rich sugar daddy, and then was photographed checking into a hotel with her ex-husband at the Empire State Building." Deadpool swallowed his saliva and said, "Then someone posted a $10 million commission on the dark web to make her disappear."

"How do you know so much?" Ge Xiaolun looked to the side.

"Because I took the order." Deadpool turned the next page attentively, and at the same time waved his hand to drive away the other two companions: "It's really hot, I want to find a Hehuan Sect to practice."

"Let's contact each other another day. I hope you don't die in the bellies of those witches." Six giant wolf spider spears grew out of Spider-Man's back, and spider silk spewed out from his belly button, taking the Shield Man away.

Seeing this, Stark put on his sunglasses again, shook his head helplessly, but was secretly glad.

It doesn’t matter whether he does this business or not, as he has enough money anyway, but at least it can prove that Ge Xiaolun’s sexual orientation is normal.

Tony Stark finally put down the stone hanging in his heart. As soon as he walked into the store, Deadpool raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head for a moment.
"Tony. Big Shit?" Deadpool suddenly looked at Stark, his tone full of surprise: "Wait, you are really here?!"

Stark raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm Donnie the Radish, do you want an autograph?"

"Then I am the Green Lantern, do you want to see my green lantern?!" Deadpool jumped up and pointed at his crotch.

Although Stark has not seen the real Deadpool yet, he has already felt a kind of nonsensical madness from this cosplay enthusiast.

"Listen man, it's just a look-alike."

Stark paused abruptly before he finished speaking.

At a close distance, the other party took off the black and red leather mask, revealing a face full of scars.

"The green lantern is always on, shining for eternity." The man poked Stark's chest and said, "Do you believe that I am a Hollywood actor or that I am the Green Lantern? Hmm? Which universe are you from, buddy?"

Hell
I managed to get into the anime film exhibition.

"Wait, man, where's that erotic thing on your chest?" Deadpool changed his poking posture to rubbing, which immediately made Tony Stark, who was already a little stressed, slap his hand away.

"Ow!!"

He dangled his broken hand.

“I’m really Robert Downey Jr.”

"Why did the comic book choose a Hollywood actor this time?! Damn, you are really strong."

Convex (fuck dish)
Deadpool made an international greeting gesture and snapped his hand back into place. "You swear?"

"I swear to God, I'm Robert Downey Jr."

Tony Stark felt that he must study anti-Deadpool armor immediately after returning.

"Donnie, give me two sets of armor."

Su Lin walked into the store, holding two sets and walked out directly: "I saw that fat sheep from DC, I took two sets to make some extra money."

Looking at Su Lin's leaving back, an iron plate with [Wade Winston Wilson] written on it suddenly blocked his sight.

"Would you like to add me as your contact? Come to my place someday when you cosplay as Big Shit, and we'll play an Avengers Civil War." Deadpool said.

Stark: “.”

"Brother, I still have business to do."

Su Lin said to Fang Zheng who was following behind him, "Wouldn't it be nice to sit in the private room under the ancient tea tree and practice?"

"That's right, isn't it fragrant?" asked Ren Pi Jing.

Fang Zheng had no expression on his face, but his eyes were like those of a dead person.

The effect of the human skin sutra was still normal, except that it would occasionally run out of his arms, perform a set of demon-subduing diamond seals and kick a few wind god kicks at passing wild ghosts, and would unconsciously repeat other people's words.
Complete! All! Normal!
"I can't find anyone." Su Lin scratched his head, feeling a little regretful.

"Brother Fang Yuan, can't you explain it?" Fang Zheng held the squirming human skin in front of Su Lin: "What's going on?"

Su Lin observed carefully and said, "Did you take a bath in the sea of ​​Japan? You are infected, brother."

Human Skin Sutra: "It's radiated!"

God, there is radiation.

How stupid was I that night to have the guts to elbow him?

"I'm not going to tease you anymore. It's boring." Su Lin pointed at the Human Skin Sutra, preparing to take back the remaining power of the law: "I told you not to panic at that time."

"Wait. Can you just make it shut up?" Fang Zheng said.

As long as it is a martial art that Fang Zheng has derived, this human skin sutra can be used. It feels quite powerful and can work wonders when necessary.

"That's a lot of requirements." Su Lin said.

Human Skin Sutra: "Yes, there are quite a lot of requirements."

Fang Zheng: "Please restore it to its original state, thank you."

Fang Zheng, feeling terrified, wiped the sweat off his forehead while holding the human skin scripture that had been restored to normal. At this moment, a well-dressed female monk wearing a silver mask came up to him.

"My fellow Taoist, the Yinglong Tower in Zhutian City has wonderful items from all realms."

The female monk held a tray and lifted the red cloth covering it, revealing a purple-red pearl. "If you don't mind, I can give you this trial precious medicine. It can reverse yin and yang and replenish the three souls and seven spirits. It can be used even if the soul is missing, but the effect is not as strong as if it is complete."

Fang Zheng frowned, feeling that the other party seemed to know that he was looking for this kind of thing and came here deliberately.

Did he expose himself by taking out the human skin in public?
"I am Gu Yue Fang Zheng."

"Hello, Daoist Fellow Gu Yue."

The female cultivator handed over the precious pill for trial use, her smile still lingering.

But the few guests who were watching the fun heard the conversation and looked at Fang Zheng with strange expressions.

The cattail seat is open and the wind blows through the stones. The flower pond is filled with rain and spring water. This is inside the Yunyue Tea Room, which is opened near the Wudao tea tree.

Zhongli put down the teacup, and the fragrance of the freshly picked Wudao tea filled the air, along with the mysterious rhyme of Taoism, filling the quiet space.

"Isn't Miss Irena with you?" Zhongli asked.

Su Lin stopped Xiao who had put down several martial arts manuals, pointed at Zhongli who had dragon horns on his head and wore a black robe with gold threads, and asked seriously: "Wait a minute, young man, are you willing to admit that Morax, the god of precious gold, is unparalleled in beauty?"

Xiao looked at Zhongli, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

"Just now, an envoy from Yinglong Pagoda came here and presented a dragon robe. I gave him a few leaves of Wudao Tea and a box of precious tea from the fairyland as a gift in return." Zhongli pushed forward a teacup and said with a smile:
"The dragon energy on this item contains a ray of the power of the Zhoutian stars, which is exactly what I need for a breakthrough, so I accepted it."

"The image you see is the result of putting on this dragon robe. Once you take it off, you will be back to normal."

"They seem to be here for publicity, inviting me, Bai Daoyou and others to go to their Yinglong Tower when we have time."

Su Lin was surprised when he heard this: "Is there such a good thing?"

It is worthy of being called Zhutian City. There is such a conscientious enterprise with unique vision that knows how to seize high-quality customers.

But why didn't anyone come to give him anything?

Three melons and two dates are not too little, and Taoist fruit and purple energy are not too much. If you want to send the things, please come to him, Su.

"Weird."

Su Lin shook his head and planned to go shopping with the dividends and the Zhutian City currency he earned from business to enrich his own God's Treasure House.

"What are these secret books for?" Su Lin picked up several books on the table curiously.

"Heavenly Evil Star", "Yin Yang Essential Technique", "Lian Zhen Dou Shu".
"I obtained some magic skills from the gods in the Journey to the West Heaven through trade, and selected a few for me to practice." Zhongli replied with a smile in his eyes:
"I haven't been back to Liyue for a long time. This is a gift for Liuyun, Xiaoping'er and their disciples, as well as Hu Tao."

"The Seven Stars have only prepared some magic and grain seeds for the immortal boats. They hold the power of the earthly kingdom, so it is not advisable for them to practice the complete immortal magic to prevent the blockage of the ascending channel and the solidification of power. If they perform their duties conscientiously and make achievements during their ruling period, they will be taken to other positions in the Liyue Immortal Court after they abdicate."

"For the exorcist families, we have established a strict inheritance system and are not allowed to use magic to gain fame and fortune in the secular world. If there are outstanding people, we can also refer to the way we treat the Seven Stars."

"In this way, even if there is a crisis in the future, Liyue will be able to deal with it without any immortal management or help."

Zhongli drank tea to moisten his throat, and Su Lin fell into a daze.

Sounds like there's nothing wrong.
But are you sure you are not upgrading the soft and hard power of Liyue as a whole?

What is this about guidance after abdication? Is this the system of ascension and deification?
I'm afraid that some yellow-haired guy will return to Liyue one day and find that the style of this place has gradually changed to "Liyue Knight-errant", "Liyue Heroes", and "Swordsman Love: Liyue Grudges".

Su Lin was too lazy to ask the other party how to prevent people from going astray. After all, "the emperor must have his own reasons for doing this."

"A reliable patriarch. I will recruit Keqing when the time comes."

Su Lin smiled and said, "Let's have Yu Hengxing from the Heavenly Palace come down to earth to experience the tribulation tomorrow and vacate the position."

"During your last blind date, maybe I should have asked Yuhengxing to come over and help out." Zhongli Liujin's eyes were briefly obscured by the smoke from the stove on the table, but from the curve of his mouth, it was obvious that he was joking.

"Then I'll just go on a blind date with Aqing directly, hahaha." Su Lin's smile gradually faded. He supported his head with one hand and said to himself, "It just so happens that she likes to work, and now I'm also like working."

Is there any way to dig Changshou Aiqing here directly?
Adam, Jesus, Lucifer, and the missing ones are Michael and Gabriel. Although they are not from the same world, maybe through crowdfunding they can help manage the paradise that they will create through their future creation experiments?
It’s easy for Tianyi Sect too. They can give disciples online classes through the photo stone?
If you think about it carefully, if everything is implemented, the future is quite bright.

Su Lin gradually collapsed on the bench like a puddle of mud: "It's too troublesome."

It's all my territory anyway, so I might as well bring them all to my hometown. Well, forget it, this scene seems a bit strange.

Su Lin was drinking tea and chatting. He didn't know if it was because the teahouse had just opened, but there were not many customers.

Of course, there may not be many rich people who can afford to drink the Wudao tea which is 10 times more expensive.

"I'm so tired, Brother John. Why don't we just have some tea here?"

At the door, a slicked-headed man in a riveted leather jacket called out to the other side whose vision was blocked: "Look how tired Dongqing is. Although he didn't get the news, he has worked hard even if he has no credit, right?"

"What kind of hard work is worth this price? You might as well go to the Phoenix Tower and buy a lottery ticket." A familiar voice came.

John Constantine peeked inside with an unlit cigarette in his hand, his blue eyes revealing a sense of fatigue: "I can have a cigarette here."

He and Su Lin looked at each other for a moment, and the next second, he walked straight inside.

"Fuck you"

Constantine originally wanted to curse, but when he saw the other party take out a long cylindrical object with a level 3 radioactive mark on it, he immediately shuddered.

He remembered the other party saying that they were all blessed.

"Are you here to buy this?"

Su Lin tapped with his index finger, ignoring the other party's green face: "Clearance sale, help you make an atomic bomb."

Constantine rubbed his eyes until he crushed the cigarette with his other hand and the tobacco and cigarette paper fell to the ground. Only then did he calm down.

"Because of the weapons you sold me." He came to Su Lin and slammed the table, saying, "I am being hunted by hell 24 hours a day!"

"The holy light power attached to those things can't even kill a monster in the foundation-building stage. At most, they can only be used to destroy demons and perform special attacks on evil spirits."

Su Lin looked up and down at this man who smelled of cigarettes, sweat, and devil's blood:

"I only added holy light and prayer, nothing else. What does it have to do with me that you are being hunted by hell? Aren't you always being hunted?"

"Or did someone kill your dog?"

In fact, even the holy light was not added at the beginning. After all, it was only during my study abroad that I went to the nominal church and soaked the consecrated weapons in holy water in order to comfort my religious Italian roommate.

A gospel Bible was thrown inside, and after prayers and the good wishes that the souls killed by the gun would fly to heaven, mass-produced and consecrated weapons were produced.

It's just a psychological placebo. After all, there is no heaven over there.

"Listen, I used your weapon to send a demon to heaven!" Constantine said.

Su Lin: "A pastor can send a devil to heaven by using the Bible to pray for the salvation of the dead."

Are his weapons useful?
Maybe, after all, he used words of salvation from the Bible, and if the door code is universal, it might work.

"Yes, that's right." Constantine looked at Su Lin and nodded: "But this devil turned into an angel and flew from hell to heaven."

"What a joke." Su Lin laughed: "Did you attack the soul of the demon directly? What kind of stupid demon would put his soul in a place where it can be hit by human weapons and bullets."

"Today is the 2nd day. I have to go back to the Great Leiyin Temple to listen to the Buddha's lectures on the 2nd day."

Su Lin stood up and walked out, but Constantine grabbed his wrist.

"Master Kang, what does this mean?"

"Gabriel is also leading a group of half-angels to capture me."

"What does that have to do with me?"

(End of this chapter)