[Zhongyingmei] It's not a slime!

After walking out of the narrow, dark and damp alley, Konstantin couldn't help coughing again. He coughed for a while on the side of the road before remembering to find the cough syrup he bought, but he coughed too much Unable to hold it firmly, the potion bottle rolled into the sewer, and the syrup was mixed with the filthy dirty water.

Ruby sighed: "Why don't you go to the hospital for treatment first, it will make you feel better."

Constantine seemed to be in severe pain, frowning for a long while without speaking.

Ruby saw that he was uncomfortable, and said: "At least, at least you don't always go to that humid place, the air quality is too bad, it's very bad for your health... Or, why don't you go buy some painkillers or something?"

Constantine took a deep breath and took out a pocket watch from his pocket.

The pocket watch looked very old, and it was decorated with weird and even scary devil reliefs. There were seven twisted hands on the dial, like seven skinny branches carved from metal, and they were spinning chaotically at this moment. Not like a normal chronograph.

After looking at it for a while, Constantine closed his pocket watch and put it away.

"There's still some time," he said. "Go get something to eat."

"What is this watch for?" Ruby asked curiously.

"To detect the whereabouts of demons." Constantine replied perfunctorily.

After speaking, he staggered onto the streets of Los Angeles.

Although it was already late at night, the city of Los Angeles was still brightly lit, there were vehicles passing by from time to time on the street, and the all-night bars and nightclubs were still feasting and feasting.

"You said something to eat, don't you mean going to a nightclub or something?" Ruby was suddenly alert.

This guy is sick like this, isn't it?

Constantine stopped when he was about to step into the bar. He paused and asked, "Then where do you want to eat?"

Ruby didn't expect Constantine to ask her opinion, she was taken aback for a moment, and said tentatively, "...a coffee shop?"

……

10 minute later.

Konstantin sat in a late-night cafe, in front of a plate of rich and sweet chocolate almond cake and a steaming cup of vanilla latte.

Ruby was very moved: "Wow, how do you know that I like to eat this, you are such a good person!"

Konstantin, who was suddenly issued a good person card, sighed helplessly, and was about to take out his lighter to light a cigarette, but was reminded by the clerk: "Sorry, sir, smoking is not allowed in the store."

Constantine: "..."

He put away the lighter expressionlessly, and suddenly began to regret bringing Ruby to a place that was completely incompatible with him.

"However, it's so late, are you sure you want to drink coffee? Otherwise, how about a cup of hot milk?" Ruby was still a little worried about Constantine's body.

"Would you like some hot milk?" Constantine asked.

"...I think about it a little bit, but vanilla latte is fine too." Ruby said, "The point is not me, it's you, how are you? Can you take care of your own health?"

How can a person who is half buried in the ground still let himself go like this?Don't just die suddenly on the street casually, don't even find a body collector by then.

Constantine took a sip of his vanilla latte expressionlessly.

Health management?

To be honest, the word health management is even a little funny to Constantine.

He didn't care about life and death a long time ago, and of course he wouldn't give the word health a look, otherwise he wouldn't know that he still smokes when he has terminal lung cancer.

This vanilla latte, though... is it a little too sweet?

"Too much sugar." After taking a sip, he frowned and put the vanilla latte aside.

Just as Ruby was about to say something, Constantine suddenly stood up alertly.

His eyes moved for a moment, and he looked towards the north.

"...It's faster than I thought." He said softly.

"Who?" Ruby froze for a moment.

Konstantin chuckled lightly, sat down again, picked up the small metal spoon leisurely, scooped out a spoonful of chocolate almond cake, and put it in his mouth.

The rich and rich sweet fragrance melts in the mouth, relaxing the whole body, and instinctively produces a sense of pleasure and happiness, as if the fatigue of the whole day has been melted in this sweetness.

"It's coming for you," Constantine whispered. "Who do you think it is?"

"..." Ruby only had to think about it for a while, and she immediately came to her senses.

She felt a word of danger popping up slowly in her head.

"No, it's impossible!" Ruby was stunned, even the sweetness of the cake couldn't comfort her, "Clark Kent? How could he know that I'm here?"

"Kryptonians..." Constantine shrugged, and took another spoonful of cake and put it into his mouth. "Who knows what unscientific magical creatures they are?"

Ruby cracked: System!It's over!

System: ...Yeah, it's over, being targeted by that Kryptonian, I can't even run away.

Ruby: Can Constantine beat Clark?

System: Don't ask me about the magic side!Not a power system, thank you!

Ruby was a little anxious, and she quickly said to Constantine who didn't seem to panic at all: "No, you have to run quickly, that Kryptonian is so powerful!"

That is a god-like existence!

Constantine's sickly appearance doesn't look like Clark Kent's opponent. The Kryptonians seem to be able to break his neck with just one finger!Ruby even felt that even if she gave Constantine a berserk, to Clark, it was just a flashy jerk that could be solved with a hot line of sight.

Among other things, Constantine's physical fitness is really the worst of all the S-level bodies she has ever stayed in. It is simply a test on the verge of dying on the spot anytime, anywhere.

"Where can I go?" Constantine said casually.

Ruby: "..."

She suddenly showed her tearful cat's head, and said with a whimper: "No, you have to help me, I can't be thrown back to the symbiote planet by that crazy Kryptonian, we still have a contract, you can't just sell it like this me!"

Constantine: "..."

He laughed a little and said, "In your opinion, am I the one who sold out my teammates so easily?"

Ruby was taken aback by Constantine's dangerous statement: "...Aren't you?"

Constantine: ...I am.

Of course, this must not be said in front of the small symbiont, otherwise Ruby's mentality might collapse on the spot.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Constantine took another bite of the cake and narrowed his eyes comfortably, "Well... I understand why you like dessert so much."

The taste is really good.

For some reason, Ruby, who was flustered to death, actually felt a little at ease after hearing Constantine say "Don't be afraid".

It seemed that this sick man really possessed some kind of magical power that could allow them to survive the night when the Kryptonians came.

Ruby: ...The ratio of scum to scum, who is more scum, help, I actually think that Constantine is pleasing to the eye, I am really going to suffer from Stockholm syndrome, the system, request psychological counseling services!

System: The question and answer database is being downloaded, the progress is 23.21%...

Ruby: ...the download is not finished yet! !

However, there was still half of the little cake left, and suddenly a gust of wind blew like a knife with the momentum of thunder, and the air waves raised instantly blew away the cherries dotted on Constantine's little cake.

Constantine looked at the cherries flying to the side, and sighed a little irritably.

He turned his head to look at Clark Kent who had been standing in front of him in an instant.

The Kryptonian's blue and clear eyes reflected his pale face without a trace of blood, and there was a faint anger hidden in those eyes that were supposed to be gentle.

"John Constantine... What the hell did you do?" Clark Kent stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

There was no smile on his face, like a god who was not angry and majestic, and the strong sense of oppression almost made people breathless.

He is too powerful.

Just a cold look can firmly pin a person in place, almost daring not to move, but for this almost god-like Kryptonian, as long as he wants, no one can escape his control.

None of this seemed to work for Constantine, however.

He was still sitting safely on the sofa, dug a spoonful of chocolate almond cake, stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it slowly, and then said in an extremely careless, even impatient tone: "It's none of your business." ?”

Ruby: ...

Ruby cracked.

Absolutely, John Constantine!This is a super strong Kryptonian who can directly shoot you into hell with a single slap. Is your attitude really okay?

System: Is this the guts you got from catching ghosts every day?

Ruby: ...No, I think Clark is scarier than ghosts!

Clark was not easily irritated, he turned his head to the clerk who looked at him in shock, said "sorry", and sat down opposite Constantine.

There was still no smile on his face.

"Ruby's with you, isn't it?" he whispered, looking at Constantine's chocolate almond cake.

Constantine looked at the clerk who was hiding aside because of fear and excitement, sneered, took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, and lit it with a click.

"So what, Kryptonian." He whispered, and slowly spit out a cloud of thick white mist, "It shouldn't be your business, right?"

"Answer me," Clark said.

His aura was horrifying, the temperature of the whole coffee shop seemed to drop because of his words, and the terrible low air pressure made it almost impossible to breathe.

"It's so funny..." Constantine was unaffected at all, he raised his eyes and looked at Clark impatiently, "You lost her yourself, and now you want to get her back, aren't you a bit too unreasonable? "

Clark took a deep breath.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, as if he wanted to calm down the restlessness in his heart, opened his eyes after a while and said: "I know you have tampered with my thinking, Constantine, but I believe it's not because you want to start a war ...What is your purpose in doing this?"

Konstantin seemed to have heard something extremely funny. He bent his mouth and said sarcastically, "Are you so sure that it's my hands and feet? How do you know if it's your true thoughts? I can't help it." Forcibly implanting thoughts in others..."

Ruby is confused: what are they talking about?

System: ...How about, next time, let's find an A-level host body and make do with it?Don't play with them at S rank, okay?

Ruby ignored the system, she faintly felt that something was wrong.

But she always felt that there was a lack of clues, which made it impossible to connect the whole thing together.

Clark frowned and said, "Konstantin, I can understand that you want her, but you have to know that the race of symbionts is dangerously attractive to the host body, and you may just be bewitched."

If Ruby met Constantine before she met herself, then everything seemed to make sense.

People who are bewitched by the bewitching power of the symbiont will not realize that they are controlled by the bewitching, they will only use all means to get the symbiont.So Constantine deliberately used black magic to affect him, and let him throw Ruby away when he had to, so that he could take advantage of it and take Ruby away.

This is the only reasonable explanation that Clark can think of that can connect all the causes and effects.

Yes, he knew that he was wrong about Ruby. The extreme violence that happened that day was not caused by Ruby at all, but Constantine, the master of black magic, was behind the scenes. Ruby was just an intermediary for him to perform black magic. .

He had to take Ruby back, otherwise Constantine, a guy who had no bottom line at all, would use her power to do strange things.

Moreover, he also needs to explain his wrong behavior to the small symbiont, and he must apologize.

Ruby: ...Constantine was bewitched by me?I do not know how?

Ruby glanced at Constantine's character status:

【John Constantine (S-Class)】

Bewitching degree: 0%

Fit: 33%

Ruby: Heh, this bewitching effect is really useless, shit!use!All!without!have!As long as it can really confuse me, I won't be so passive, okay?

System: How about you upgrade this skill?Ten thousand energy can double the charm.

Ruby shed tears of poverty: ...forget it, leave.

After hearing Clark's words, Constantine was noncommittal. He lowered his eyes, took out the weird pocket watch from his pocket, looked at the positions of the seven distorted hands on it, and raised his eyes to Clark.

"Time is running out, so I'll keep the story short," he whispered. "No matter what you say, I'm not giving Ruby to you, Kryptonian."

After speaking, he stood up and stuffed the last bite of cake into his mouth.