Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 529 I Want to Eat Chicken Wings
Constantine.

Full name John Constantine.

Exorcist.

Ghost expert.

Master of black magic.

Messy blonde.

Trench coat with long hair.

Cigarettes that never go away.

and also.

That classic London accent.

But all in all.

Mark still thinks that the most popular point of Constantine should be the classic Cockney accent at the end.

For native people.

That London English will simply make many little girls addicted.

Mark had learned a Cockney accent for a while.

On the street not far from the cafe.

Constantine, who came here to exorcise a demon, bumped into a person.

To be precise, a woman.

Constantine glanced at the woman's apology and said in that London accent: "No, no, no, it's my fault, my dear, let me clean it up for you."

As he spoke, he squatted on the ground and picked up the pictorial on the ground.

It's just that the woman stared at Constantine dumbfounded.

That look.

That expression.

It's like seeing the characters in my dream appearing in front of me alive.

While watching the woman's face, Constantine picked up the pictorial that fell to the ground and said with a smile: "If there is one thing I am best at, it is picking up trash."

The woman frowned and looked at Konstantin who stood up and said, "It's you...it's you."

Constantine smiled awkwardly: "There is usually only one ending to this kind of conversation, and it's not always what I want to see."

Ok.

Konstantin thought this woman was another one of his bed partners who had spent the night without saying goodbye.

The woman still couldn't believe it and said: "I dreamed of you, I... I almost began to believe that you are not real, who are you?"

Constantine lowered his head and opened the pictorial in his hand.

A sketch of a man in the pictorial came to life.

It was Constantine.

Constantine raised his head and smiled dryly, "It seems that you are the kind of sketch artist in an amusement park."

The woman Zed was just about to speak.

His gaze fell behind Constantine.

Instantly turned and ran.

only?

Mark watched as Zed, who was immobilized, came from the opposite street with wheat.

Constantine looked at Mark and Maizi so frightened that he almost used all the means he could.

Mark didn't care.

But wheat.

The strong air of death and darkness on his body made Constantine think that some supreme demon he had deceived came up to settle accounts with him.

Constantine quickly called out to his dark-skinned guardian angel Manny in his heart, but there was no news.

Mark glanced at the phantom flashing in the air and smiled abruptly.

"wheat."

"exist."

"Catch him, I'm going to have grilled wings tonight."

"clear."

Maizi nodded and disappeared in place in an instant.

next second.

Pfft!
Constantine watched in disbelief as his dark-skinned guardian angel Manny fell before his eyes like a beggar.

Guardian Angel Manny put his hands flat on his chest and panted heavily.

He wanted to cover the wound.

But which one to cover?
Maizi's dagger skills have been tested by countless evil souls.

Maizi has been the CEO of Underworld from the beginning.

How many years have you been a CEO?

Maizi didn't remember either.

In less than a second, the black-skinned guardian angel Manny had no less than 100 wounds on his body.

Holy blood spilled from the wound.

Mark squatted on the ground and watched Manny, the guardian angel who was panting heavily, looked up at the sky.

quite a while.

Mark regained his senses and smiled abruptly at the angel who was already out of breath: "Lucifer is the son of your Lord? Yes, very good, imaginative, and brainy."

Mark's tone was indifferent, but to Manny's ears, it was like a mountain pressing down on the top.

Manny spat out a mouthful of blood and opened his mouth slightly.

Mark still stood up and said to Maizi, "You have a new toy."

Maizi showed a bright smile.

Mark looked at Zed, who was making a U-turn and fled, and smiled faintly: "It seems that you... No, it's someone in your body who recognized me. Let me guess, it's also an angel?"

Zed blushed more and more.

puff!
A sound like deflation came from Zed's Tianling Gai.

Mark retracted his thoughts.

Zed fell to the ground instantly.

An illusory white figure appeared from above Zed's head, directly abandoning Zed's body and frantically darting towards the sky.

When Mark saw this, he even showed a mocking smile.

is that useful?
Escaping with the soul in front of the boss of the underworld?
Lost my mind?
Although Mark has not yet fully recovered, Maizi has not been reincarnated with him.

"what!"

An abrupt scream resounded over the small town of Hedwich with a population of just over [-].

Residents who were walking in the town looked up one after another.

The sky is clear.

It can be described in four words: cloudless.

The residents of Hedwich town looked away in bewilderment.

Corner coffee shop.

Still by the window.

Mark took a sip of his coffee, frowned slightly and said to Maizi next to him, "Add some sugar for me, thank you."

Coffee without sugar is simply against humanity.

Can't drink at all.

Maizi walked towards the bar with Mark's coffee cup in his hand.

Mark looked up at the handsome blond-haired middle-aged man sitting across from him and said with a slight smile, "Introduce yourself, Mark Louis, or... Lucifer."

Constantine's feet began to tremble.

Who is Lucifer?
This is a question that doesn't require a second google.

The boss of the underworld.

Son of Yahweh.

……

Mark looked at Constantine's expression and sighed even more.

Have a look.

When did the underworld fall into the role of the ultimate villain?

The underworld has always been peaceful.

It is the bearer of the neutral camp.

Unless someone else does it first.

but here?

A group of false gods dare to spread rumors and slander a supreme god who is innate and sacred in charge of life and death?
Simply tired of living.

For an instant.

Mark's tyrannical emotions surged and rolled above the sea of ​​gods, and in the palace of the underworld in the sea of ​​gods, he roared like a dragon.

at this time.

"……Give."

Mark returned to his senses and looked at the coffee and wheat handed to him with a smile and said, "Thank you."

Maizi sat next to Mark again, stroking the demon dagger like his lover, but his eyes were burning hotly looking at Constantine who was sitting opposite.

In general.

If there is a female demon looking at Constantine like this.

Constantine would not refuse.

But obviously.

This is not the case now.

Mark shook his head and said to Maizi: "Look, what kind of false gods in this world have made me look like, am I that kind of extreme demon?"

Maizi rolled her little tongue at Constantine who was looking at her, then looked at Mark and said, "How about I ask?"

Mark was taken aback.

His face turned black instantly...

(End of this chapter)