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Chapter 103 Manny's Death (Gagan)

The memory left by this angel is just his side story.

Zhao Song would never believe a punctuation mark that the party said.

None of these people's words can be trusted.

Isolated evidence cannot be trusted by others.

In his memory, what Zhao Song saw was a powerless, desperate, tragic character who was loyal to God but was suppressed by the archangel beside God.

It's really sad, especially in the end, he can be counted as a ghost.

But he still didn't achieve his goal.

There is no chance of him being resurrected.

Unless God himself takes action, there is no need for him to come back.

But will God really make a move for him?
Zhao Song was suspicious.

In this world, as far as New York and Flushing are concerned, too many tragedies happen every day.

God doesn't care about that.

After all, the world is not benevolent and treats everything as a straw dog.

If God is really high enough, angels and ants are the same in his eyes.

Zhao Song shook his head, still holding the rosary in his hand, walking alone on the quiet street.

He came out of the fog.

Emotion.

How should I put it, Zhao Song has no sympathy for the dead angel.

After all, it was this angel who killed him, and it was also this angel who constantly guided Gabriel to fall.

Gabriel has come to this point, the angel Manny has definitely pushed Gabriel a lot.

He is dead now, at the hands of Gabriel, and he used his own life to complete the last step of Gabriel's fall.

It can be regarded as a worthy death.

It is a pity that he died, and his plan was successful. He hoped that Gabriel would be punished by God, but he did not complete it.

Gabriel is fine, no punishment has been received, neither Uriel nor Michael, they have not shown up.

He just died.

He died so aggrieved, on the cold street.

The person who saw all this was the heretic he wanted to kill.

Even Zhao Song has to say that life is impermanent.

No one cares about his life or death.

Walking on the road, the will-o'-the-wisp roared, Zhao Song turned his head, and heard the sound of the will-o'-the-wisp behind him.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a helmeted hand grabbing him.

It looks like it was robbed at night.

Or even more perverted, just to intentionally hurt him, a thin and tall Asian.

You must know that Zhao Song has disaster avoidance skills on his body now, unless it is a frenzied anti-human being, the rest of the people will see Zhao Song as one of their own.

This person is a speeding party on the street at night?
Zhao Song was not in a good mood at first, so he simply slapped the man backhand, and the man rolled directly on the street, and fell to the ground at this speed, no need to look, the man is hopeless.

When the car landed in front of Zhao Song, Zhao Song was a little happy.

Well, it seems that he misunderstood this person.

This person looks so sensible, this is obviously to deliver the goods to the door, knowing that he did not drive out tonight, this is the delivery of the car.

He was wrong about this man.

Zhao Song went over to take a look at this brother, um, he still had a knife on his body, he looked like a speeding gang, a speeding gang who intentionally hurt people.

It's a pity that this time he met a hard stubble.

The person is hopeless, let's be cremated tomorrow.

Be a good person in your next life.

Zhao Song stepped on the motorcycle and walked towards the gymnasium at high speed.

Gabriel is already flying a dragon on his face.

It was obvious that the angel had already thought that he would never lose, if the king of the cards exploded, if he couldn't do it, he would be caught in seconds.

Zhao Song sighed, definitely won't lose?How could he think that he would never lose?

This world is still a world with rules.

As long as there are rules in this world, Gabriel, who doesn't have the biggest fists, will be smashed to the ground by someone with bigger fists!
Zhao Song returned to the gymnasium. After finishing the evening class, he caught Dracula and sucked it. This sucking has a long history. He didn't absorb blood for several days. The blade warrior is very careful and cautious every day. Looking at Dracula, I was afraid that Dracula would regain his strength and escape from here.

As a result, just before the Blade Warrior, Zhao Song absorbed a good, plump, energetic Grand Duke Dracula into a shriveled "corpse" and turned it into a skinny handful of bones.

Throwing it into the nutrient solution plus artificial blood, Zhao Song wiped his mouth and wiped away the food residue that didn't exist.

The blade warrior looked at the blood python behind the grandmaster, changing towards the blood image!
Zhao Song didn't leave after absorbing Dracula. He watched the shriveled "corpse" swell like a sponge with soaked hair.

Grand Duke Dracula became full again.

It took three hours.

Dracula rose for three hours, and Zhao Song absorbed it again, harvesting once every three hours.

When Dracula recovered, Zhao Song nodded and said, "Sure enough, I was too gentle with you before. Your potential is beyond my imagination, and your vitality is beyond my imagination."

Before Grand Duke Dracula had time to curse, he was arrested again by Zhao Song.

"you!"

He had just opened his mouth, before he finished pronouncing a "you" syllable, Zhao Song took a deep breath.

Dracula turned into a shriveled corpse again.

The blood pattern behind Zhao Song became more obvious.

He changed a pool of nutrient solution and artificial blood, and continued to throw Dracula into it.

Three hours.

Dracula's undead characteristics and energy conversion seem to be beyond his control, it is regular.

For three hours, Zhao Song was like an old farmer growing leeks, cutting every three hours.

This Dracula's immortality is not a kind of science.

Zhao Song stayed here at night and in the morning, and when Dracula got well, he only smoked once.

When Zhao Song left the next day, Dracula was already howling.

"just kill me!"

He wailed at Zhao Song, Zhao Song absorbed it into a pile of skin and bones, making him unable to howl, before he said to the Blade Warrior: "I have a big event to do these days, I don't have time to come back and suck him.

You should pay close attention to this old slippery guy recently, don't soak him in nutrient solution.

Calculate carefully now, if you don't give him the nutrient solution, how long will it take for him to return to normal, come back and tell me, I will arrange a schedule so as not to waste time. "

The Blade Runner nodded.

After walking out, the blade warrior vaguely heard Zhao Song muttering, "Nutrition solution is also quite expensive, so we won't need nutrient solution in the future."

Hearing the words of the Grandmaster knocking on the door, the Blade Warrior took a sympathetic look at the "dead bones" who fell on the ground.

The good days of Dracula will be very long in the future.

After hearing Zhao Song's words, he really stayed here to watch the vampire Dracula, and he didn't go anywhere. He planned to see how long Dracula would recover under the "pure natural" condition.

……

Two hours later.

Midnight bar.

The midnight bar has been out of business for days.

The smell of cigars filled the entire office, looking very melancholy.

Smoking a cigar in the middle of the night, with his sister's skull in hand, he was communicating with her.

"Have you made contact already?"

asked Midnight.

The younger sister can't make a sound, which is something other people can't understand.

Communicating with his sister in the middle of the night is just holding a skull and whispering. From the perspective of outsiders, he has actually been talking to himself all the time.

He's the only one talking here.

At midnight, when the siblings were deeply in love, John Constantine, who broke in through the door, swaggered in and choked on the cigar.

"Cough, cough, midnight, what are you doing? Are you planning to get lung cancer too?
Or, do you want to get oral cancer?
You have cancer, can your god save you, midnight?What kind of god do you believe in, the voodoo god of voodoo?

How is he treating you? "

When Constantine talked about other people's gods, he also looked indifferent.

Midnight put down his sister's skull and looked at Constantine with a lot of meaning.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm just talking, I don't intend to wear funny clothes to please your gods."

Speaking of Voodoo, the voodoo god.

That's actually a good boss.

At least it is a god who speaks well.

There is no need to pay a big price to borrow strength from him.

If you have the ability to make the voodoo god think you are cute, or you are very interesting, then it will be easier for you to borrow the power of this god.

He won't even try to get something from you, just make him happy.

This one is already quite a forgiving deity.

Hearing Constantine teasing the gods he believed in, Midnight, the voodoo master, said helplessly: "John, shut up, why are you always so reckless?

That is a god!
Are you really not in awe when you ridicule a god like this?

In other words, you are not afraid of divine punishment from God. "

John Constantine spat on the ground and said, "Fuck him, God, fuck him, God's punishment!"

Father Midnight looked at his carpet with some distress.

"You're such a bastard, this is my handmade rug."

He put down the cigar at hand, and the two old smokers were together. If the door was closed again, these two people would probably live in the smoke.

The office door is open.

The two chatted until Zhao Song came in from the outside.

"Aha, Zhao, you're here."

Constantine squinted his eyes and asked, "You came to find Midnight too?

Just in time, Zhao, you are here, just in time to listen to my explanation, I didn't mean to be in the elevator last night, I..."

"I know, you don't need to talk about it.

That grenade won't kill me, you know, that's a knee-jerk reaction, and I'll forgive you.

If you really want to apologize, you can just burn a stick of incense in the Gymnasium. I am very tolerant of my brothers and sisters. "

Zhao Song said, he walked in after he finished speaking, the smoke from the two old smoking guns separated miraculously when Zhao Song walked in.

The smoke did not touch him.

Zhao Song walked in with his hands in his sleeves and sat on another chair.

"John Constantine, this time, I think we need to join forces."

Zhao Song said suddenly.

Konstantin poured himself a glass of wine. He had already swallowed half of the wine, but he spit it out when he heard Zhao Song's words.

"Are you kidding, Zhao, didn't you say you would never cooperate with me?"

Constantine looked at him suspiciously, feeling that there was a conspiracy.

Zhao Song said: "If you ask, I was attacked today, and I feel that I can't hold on anymore.

They came for the people in my gym. There is a person in my gym named Angela. She has a younger sister named Isabel. They are the most powerful psychics in New York and even the United States.

In the past few days, mammon is about to come to this world. The carrier of mammon's coming is available, and the power of God is also available. Mammon is about to come.

At this time, even if I don't trust you anymore, I'm afraid I will cooperate with you. "

"what?"

Constantine frowned with some doubts and said: "What are you talking about? What is the carrier and the power of God?
Also, Mammon, the son of Satan?

Do you know something? "

Zhao Song pulled out a thick Bible from his sleeve and threw it in front of Constantine.

"Aha, hell's bible, where did you get that?"

Constantine said that such miraculous things as the Bible exist not only in the world, but also in heaven and hell.

It's just that the things recorded are different. The Bible of Hell tells that one day, the demon king of hell will attack the human world and turn the human world into hell.

To be precise, it is like a prophecy book.

Everything written above is possible.

For example this one.

Father Midnight sat behind the table, pointed to the book and said: "This book comes from your friend named Biman, I think you should know him, this is his treasure.

The important thing is this, come on, John, read it yourself, the underlined part. "

Father Midnight kindly reminded.

John Constantine glanced at Zhao Song, then at Father Midnight, set his eyes on the tree, and said one sentence at a time: "Mamen no longer submits to his father's rule, and longs to establish himself in blood." In the kingdom of fire and fire, if Mammon wants to appear in the world, he needs a powerful psychic and the power of God."

He raised his head to look at Zhao Song, took a breath and said, "You mean..."

"Yes, just as you think, Mr. Mamen, he got the power of God yesterday, that is, the Spear of Destiny lost in the pawn shop," Zhao Song said, "And the psychic, my brothers and sisters, Anji Both Ra and Isabel can be the vehicles of his coming."

　I fell asleep halfway through writing, it’s hard
　　
　
(End of this chapter)