A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

After Midnight's repeated "enthusiasm" to stay, Constantine expressed his reluctance to leave, and left a declaration of "I will come back", which made Midnight's father happy and moved to tears for a while.

It can be seen that the friendship between the two is so deep that it makes those who hear it sad and those who hear it cry!

After all, friends are used less and less these days. Considering that there is no one to sacrifice to in case of difficulties in the future, Constantine has repeatedly stated that he will never forget his old friend Midnight.

Papa Midnight was very happy when he heard it, and even performed an impromptu Rap for Constantine on the spot.

only......

It's just that the content of Rap is not very understandable, it may be a tribal language in the Mediterranean.

...

The two bid farewell to midnight, walked out of the bar and onto the street.

In order to send Konstantin away, Midnight even gave them his newly bought car and keys, begging the two plague gods to leave quickly and never come back.

"Sit down, friend."

Konstantin got into the car, with a cigarette in his mouth, one hand on the steering wheel, and said: "Remember to put on your seat belt, my speed is beyond your imagination, don't expect me to brake!"

"Hurry up and drive."

Lord sighed helplessly. He just wanted to finish the mission and go back. Being with Constantine was too tortured.

Knowing the direction of the plot in advance, but suffering from the pain of not being able to spoil it, who can understand?

He could obviously tell Constantine directly that Gabriel was behind the scenes.But because the spoiler may attract the attention of the bosses of heaven and hell, so I can only watch Constantine slowly deduce and solve the case. This feeling is simply terrible!

Los Angeles at three o'clock in the morning.

A car gallops on an empty road, and as Konstantin said, he can't step on the gas when driving.

"Wait...do you smell anything?"

Konstantin was holding the steering wheel with one hand and pinching a cigarette with the other. Suddenly, he frowned slightly and smelled a special smell.

Lord sniffed it, and said, "It seems to be... the smell of sulfur?"

"Sulfur smell?"

Constantine's face suddenly changed. This is not good news, because the smell of sulfur and the demons in hell are usually inextricably linked!

The next second, just as Constantine wanted to remind Lord to be more careful, he suddenly felt a violent vibration in the car body, and was immediately overturned by a sudden huge force!

The car was thrown high into the air, and then fell at an extremely fast speed. Lord reacted very quickly, grabbed Constantine's shirt collar, kicked the front windshield, and threw him out first. !

For some reason, Constantine suddenly felt a little familiar.

In the next moment, Constantine finally knew why he felt familiar.

Boom!

This time it flew out sideways again, and there happened to be a telephone pole by the side of the road. The collision between the flesh and the iron made the most tooth-piercing sound, and another scream of Constantine!

"my waist!!!"

Constantine's anger was mixed with pain. He clutched his waist and fell to the ground, howling, glaring at the culprit: "Did you do it on purpose? This is the second time!"

"Uh....."

Lord looked embarrassed, this time he really didn't mean it, it was completely accidental and coincidental.

The blame can only be blamed on Konstantin's bad luck. Who made him fly out when there was a telephone pole on the side of the road?

"Fack! You definitely did it on purpose!"

Constantine wanted to cry, but rubbed his painful old waist, wondering if he would die.

In this regard, Lord could only show an awkward but polite smile, but his eyes drifted unconsciously to the crashed car, and he suddenly muttered in his heart.

If he remembers correctly...

This seems to be the third car that was destroyed, right?

Once or twice is fine, but this is already the third time. Every time they were attacked while riding in a car, could it be that these villains are picking vehicles to destroy them?

Lord suddenly felt a deep malice. He might be cursed by a vehicle killer of a man named Qiao!

Sizzle!

On both sides of the deserted street, bright electric lights suddenly began to flicker, alternating between light and dark, and accompanied by short-circuited wires, weaving a strange picture like the prelude to a ghost movie.

This routine, Constantine understands.

I don't know why, but generally all demons seem to break light bulbs or wires before they appear on the stage to reveal their identities, thus creating a weird and terrifying atmosphere.

Constantine yelled into the darkness, "Get out, devil!"

Bang bang!

The lighting lights on both sides of the road suddenly shattered, and the wires seemed to be forcibly torn off by some force. After falling to the ground, electric sparks appeared, twisting and dancing like crazy snakes.

A pungent sulfur smell suddenly filled the air, followed by the sound of hard-soled leather shoes colliding with the ground from the dark shadows.

A figure gradually came out of the darkness. Under the reflection of the moonlight, Lord and Constantine saw the figure clearly.

"It's you! Baldasar!"

Constantine was taken aback, apparently he didn't expect the other party to come to him so soon!

Baldasar, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes with his head back, was a spirited boy, with a trace of coldness on his face, he said murderously: "Konstantin, you are doomed tonight, no one can save you!"

"I don't think so~"

Constantine shrugged and said indifferently, "I wanted to kill you myself, but unfortunately you were too anxious to die."

"Hahaha......"

Baldasha's pupils were filled with murderous intent, and he smiled ferociously, "You want to kill me? You don't even have any tools to exorcise demons. Are you planning to expel me with your mouth?"

"Of course not, just rely on friends."

Constantine calmly lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. After taking a deep breath, he spit it out provocatively at Baldassar.

joke!

He, Constantine, traveled the rivers and lakes, did he rely on props and magic to exorcise demons?

of course not!

He relies on friends and teammates to exorcise demons!

"friend?"

Baldasar was taken aback for a moment, only then did he realize that there was actually a man standing beside Constantine.

This man looks...so weak!

He didn't feel any threat to him at all.

"Konstantin, have your brains been burned out by cigarettes?"

Baldasar felt that he was underestimated, his tyrannical eyes were full of murderous intent, and the smell of sulfur from hell became more serious.

"You...didn't go to the midnight bar today?"

Constantine took a drag on his cigarette and asked something inexplicable.

"No, why are you asking this? Are you trying to delay the time and wait for midnight to rescue you?" Baldasar was a little confused, thinking that Constantine had pinned his hopes on midnight.

"No, nothing, I see."

Constantine grinned, his eyes were very kind and kind, and said: "Dear Lord, remember to leave him a breath, we still have a lot of questions to ask him."