The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 257 House
Constantine and Deadpool walked towards Big Ben side by side, and a low-level police officer standing outside the police fence immediately became vigilant, held up a flashlight, frowned and shouted: "Sorry, sir, this place is not safe, it has been blocked. "

"What? Blocked?!"

Deadpool immediately covered his mouth and screamed exaggeratedly, shook Constantine's shoulders pretentiously, and said sissyly: "Oh my God! My lover and I finally came to London once and wanted to climb Big Ben Take a look at the Palace of Westminster.

Mr. Police, please help me~~"

The eyes of the low-level assistant police jumped back and forth on the faces of Deadpool and Constantine, as if they understood something, and said helplessly: ".Sorry, I can't do anything about this."

"Oh, no." Deadpool stomped his feet in embarrassment, and said to Constantine coquettishly, "Hmph! It's all your fault. Wouldn't it be nice if we came to London for our honeymoon earlier?"

"What a fart!"

The corner of Constantine's mouth twitched with veins, he stretched out his palm and snapped his fingers. The assistant policeman standing in front of him lost his eyes and staggered forward half a step in dizziness. He smirked and offered to help Constantine pulled up the night fluorescent cordon.

Constantine nodded falsely, and strode into it, and Deadpool hurriedly followed, still saying in that gay tone of gay: "Actually, you don't need to use magic to stun the assistant police at all. Yeah, I was only half a minute away from being politically correct as a same-sex couple and convincing him to let us in without arousing any suspicion."

Constantine rolled his eyes and didn't speak. It was the first time he discovered that there were people with worse tastes and no morals than himself.

Deadpool's flirting continues, talking about his previous missions in Eastern Europe, and the German girls he met temporarily, and said that most of the German girls are brave, good at fighting, enthusiastic and open dragoons, if next time If you have a chance, you can take Constantine to take sick leave to go to Hamburg and Frankfurt, Germany.

Constantine is not interested in how open the German girl is. If it wasn't for Li Ang's expression of interest in listening to Deadpool's words in the glasses, Constantine might have used magic to seal Deadpool's noisy mouth. superior.

The two chatted one after another, and soon came to the top of the Big Ben tower, and they could clearly see the Westminster Hall below through the observation deck.

Dating back to 1045 AD, the Gothic Revival building was once used as a royal palace, courtroom and now the Houses of Parliament.

As the deadline of November 11 is approaching, the security force around the Capitol is also constantly strengthening. In Constantine's ether vision, there are bright and dark sentries everywhere inside the Capitol, and there are many people exuding blood energy fluctuations. The vampires lurk in every corner.

The last suburban manor massacre enraged all the blood clans in Europe—there has never been any extraordinary power that dared to provoke the entire blood clan clan group with such a bad behavior.
Even wizards as strong as Grindelwald, Dumbledore, and Voldemort, or world guardians like the Ancient One, are not enough.

After all, the blood race is not only the owner of extraordinary power, but also the manager of the country's authority.Even if the Extraordinary lost in battle, the Blood Race would have the confidence to use the state apparatus to launch an all-out war against wizards and mages.

In the face of nuclear bombs, wizards and mages can only bow their heads.A monk who can run can't run away from the temple. Even if the top powerhouses can teleport away before the nuclear bomb explodes, the foundation they have built has no long legs and can't run away.

In this way, the blood clan concluded an unbreakable truce agreement with wizards and mages, forcing the latter two not to interfere with the blood clan's behavior of cannibalism.

For a long time, this tacit understanding has been lurking below the surface, until the occurrence of the manor massacre.

In addition to being angry, the blood race also felt a trace of fear.

There will always be some people who cannot be intimidated, bribed, or corrupted.

Constantine and Wade Wilson are such people.

"Boss, we promise to complete the task."

Deadpool spoke respectfully to the black-framed glasses, and the image of Li Ang projected by the mirror said casually: "Then do it."

"Yes."

Deadpool nodded, put away his glasses, and put them back in his pocket. At the same time, he put down the barrel-shaped package, unzipped it, and took out two piles of costumes worn by V-shaped monsters, and put them on with Constantine.

These two sets of V-shaped monster costumes are cast with a constant invisibility spell, with only extremely small mana fluctuations, which will not attract anyone's attention, which can be called a stealth artifact.

Immediately, Deadpool took out the hook gun from the package, aimed at the second floor of the Palace of Westminster and threw it out.

With a snap, the wire was firmly embedded in the gap between the honey-coloured limestone wall tiles from Rutland.

Deadpool tugged at the rope and felt it was strong enough, then hung it around his waist with a hook, and slid down from the observation deck of Big Ben.

There are countless vampires and vampire supporters hidden inside the Capitol. Only by flying through the sky wearing an invisibility cloak can they easily avoid most modern technological physical monitoring systems and modern magic item monitoring systems.

The two V-shaped geeks slid along the hook rope towards the Parliament Building. Within a few breaths, they had already slid to the end of the hook rope, and they were attached to the second floor of the Palace of Westminster like a gecko.

The water of the Thames River below was shimmering under the light, and the moist river breath passed through the groove of the V-shaped strange man's mask and entered Deadpool's nasal cavity.

Thanks to the human body transformation project at the Academy City Underground Experimental Base, Deadpool and Constantine, whose physical fitness is far beyond the limits of ordinary people, can lift themselves up with only the strength of their fingertips, and jump over a certain fan in two or three strokes. The window sill of the small court room officially sneaked into the Palace of Westminster.

The two looked at each other, lowered the window, opened the door of the room, and walked into the second-floor corridor of the parliament building.

The two wearing the invisibility cloak walked through the parliament hall, the parliament lounge, the library, the noble auditorium, the central room, and finally arrived at the House of Commons at the northernmost end of the Palace of Westminster.

At this moment, a debate is being held in the House of Commons about a chemical weapons attack in a country in the Middle East. The female prime minister, Rachel Ross, is standing in front of the debate table of the ruling party members on the left side of the venue, talking eloquently to the file. .

"Just last week, 75 people, including young children, tragically died and more than 500 others were injured in a horrific attack in the Syrian town of Douma.

All evidence points to a chemical weapons attack. "

I haven't seen her for more than a month, and Prime Minister Rachel Ross has been haggard. This strong woman who calls herself "the papermaker of the British Empire" is solemnly and solemnly explaining various reasons, emphasizing the importance of Britain's recent air strikes on a certain country in the Middle East. correctness.

Suddenly, she paused for a moment, raised her head, and looked at the door at the end of the House of Commons in a daze.

Did something run in just now?
(End of this chapter)