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In the silent darkness, there was a burst of careless applause.

"Although you are not qualified to be my guest, it's just because of an old friend's description, I just want to meet you out of curiosity. But for the time being, let's praise you for your courage to come in."

"The guy who walked in so bravely last time, what's going on now, let me think about it..."

The deep and magnetic male voice from the darkness thought for a moment, and then raised his tone happily: "I remember. I used him to test the performance of the sports car I bought at that time. I have to say that in terms of technology, human evolution The speed of their bodies is indeed far superior to their bodies."

Ying Zheng frowned.

He didn't know enough about dark creatures, but Constantine, who had been dealing with these mysterious forces for many years, felt his heart sink.

As a witcher, Constantine has his own news network.From an old friend of the Special Events Service, responsible for all things mysterious and shielding the existence of dark creatures from human eyes, Constantine received news of the recent dark tide in New York that indicated calm.

And the sports car that the voice said just now made Constantine think of another thing.

——A few years ago, there was a fatal highway towing case.

It is said that the man tied to the back of the sports car drove tens of kilometers at a high speed of 300 kilometers per hour, and his whole body was worn down to the shoulders. All the roads along the way were scattered with flesh and blood, and the road surface was dyed red.

Although it was based on the conclusion of the road killer at the time, in fact, the Special Events Management Bureau confirmed that it was done by dark creatures, and it was most likely done by hell.

Thinking back to what his old friend told him, the Lord of Hell opened a bar in New York... Constantine's eyes darkened.

He glanced calmly at Ying Zheng who was still unconscious beside him, and silently grasped the sealed holy water bottle in the pocket of his windbreaker.

"That's a beautiful sight."

There was a slight noise in the darkness.

Then there was the crisp sound of leather shoes falling on the floor, and the man got up and walked towards Ying Zheng.

"despair."

"despair."

"despair."

As the sound got closer, the surrounding darkness also receded.

The lights on the wall suddenly turned on one by one, and the lights in the bar turned on one after another, and the lights were gorgeous, showing how excellent the quality of the widely praised Morning Star Bar was.

The man who finally showed his face in the light was leaning on the huge carved pillar that pierced the ceiling, only one strand of his well-groomed black hair was hanging down in front of his forehead, lazy but dangerous.

"The human boy over there, have you ever seen a painting? An oil painting with a style as enthusiastic as Van Gogh's madness, the most ostentatious red. Yes, I saw it that day, and it was so beautiful that I was fascinated."

As a human, Constantine couldn't adapt to the stimulation from darkness to too much light for a while, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

But the other arm reached out to Ying Zheng immediately, trying to protect the young man behind him.

Noticing this, Ying Zheng finally had a slight change in mood for the first time after entering the bar.

The young man glanced at Constantine who hadn't opened his eyes yet, his rosy lips hooked up, and he naturally stepped to the side, passed Constantine's arm, and faced the man not far away.

"I'm not interested in painting. I came here for another thing, but now, I'm suddenly interested in why you're curious about me—from whom did you hear about me, and because of my What makes you curious?"

"I'm just an ordinary existence that can't be found in the crowd, and has no intersection with bars or the dark side of the city. I shouldn't be your concern. What made you empty the entire bar and look at the people outside the bar? Are you still curious about me even when killing nothing?"

Ying Zheng smiled calmly: "Let's hear it? I'm curious."

Although the narrative of the man jumping just now jumped directly from the brave man to the sports car, and then to the oil painting and red.

But Ying Zheng noticed Constantine's momentary stiffness and alertness.

This allowed Ying Zheng to roughly guess what the man wanted to say, and also understood the warning and maliciousness implied by the man's elegant and elegant words like a nobleman in the country.

But the boy still smiled, showing no panic or confusion that a man would want to see.

While Ying Zheng was observing him, the man who was also observing Ying Zheng finally laughed.

"Although you are not qualified to be my guest, looking at it now, letting you in is not an insult to my territory."

When the man raised his head to look at Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng realized that the man had a pair of shockingly beautiful eyes.

——Like the moment when the darkness meets the morning light, the clearest and purest blue.Thousands of morning stars shone in those eyes, the best and worst in the world.

Before the man could say anything, Ying Zheng walked towards the classic and luxurious red velvet sofa not far away.

The slender young man was sitting on the sofa in someone else's territory, but he was as proud and dignified as if he was in his own empire.

Even the man raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised by Ying Zheng's overly relaxed behavior.

Constantine on the side desperately gestured to Ying Zheng, motioning anxiously for him to hide behind him, while looking at the man's face.

In Constantine's view, Ying Zheng, who is not yet clear about the man's identity, is just a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and does not know the horror and danger of demons.

But the man who felt the similarity between Ying Zheng's aura and himself suddenly had a guess about Ying Zheng's identity.He took a meaningful look at Konstantin's small movements that he thought were hidden, and walked to the sofa next to Ying Zheng with long legs and sat down.

Different from Ying Zheng's calmness and calmness, when the man lazily spread his arms on the sofa and raised his long legs, he was unrestrained in his own way.

"Speaking of my old friend, I haven't seen him for thousands of years. The last time I saw him was before I fell asleep in the depths of hell."

The man didn't hide his identity at all, and said indifferently: "The little things he is busy with every day are so trivial and meaningless. It's just the management of hell. Whoever wants to come to me and ask for it, they don't care about it." It is so serious that it makes people laugh.”

Ying Zheng was thoughtful.

The first time he thought of Hell, it was Crowley.

This red-haired demon who came all the way from the Kingdom of Ying claimed to be on a business trip. Although he was careful not to mention anything about his mission, he still unconsciously revealed a lot about it through Ying Zheng's inducements and routines. Intelligence from hell.

For example, the recent tension between the two camps of angels and devils has become tense to the point of war - Crowley's lover Aziraphale is often worried because of this, fearing that he will return to Crowley because of his status as an angel when the war begins. .

For another example, the position of the Lord of Hell is now undergoing a chaotic period of change.

Even Crowley spoke of the Lord of Hell with a certain amount of respect, but the man in front of him seemed as if the Lord of Hell was just a clown in front of him.

This attitude made Ying Zheng have some guesses about the identity of the man.

"As for you..." The man looked at Ying Zheng with a vision of looking at novelty things: "Boy, you are not as ordinary as you said yourself, for the world we exist in, you can be called a great one recently famous."

"Hydra has suffered heavy losses recently because of you. Not to mention the emerging technology bases they have created in the past 100 years, even their foundations have been shaken. According to my old friend who came from China, they were originally [A Treaty of Loyalty to Satan] has been reached with the Hydra in the country, but because the Hydra in the country m is in trouble, the substantial loss of funds and personnel has affected the normal operation of other regions, and the Hydra has to Breaking the treaty with them makes them angry."

This answer made Ying Zheng raise his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He didn't expect to hear this kind of answer, even though he almost ransacked all known Hydra bases and members, he didn't expect that the country and demons were also involved.

When the man saw Ying Zheng's expression, he also looked at him in surprise: "When you were investigating Hydra, didn't you check their background carefully? Since their establishment in the [-]th century, they have been on and off There is a deal with demons. From our point of view, Hydra cares more about what we trade with than the part that deals with humans. Some hell-specific things and the bodies of little demons and angels will also be thrown into the Hydra over there as their experimental equipment, that's part of the exchange."

Ying Zheng shook his head frankly: "The human part of Hydra irritated me, and I also used it to conquer Hydra. As for the part about demons... I only recently learned about the existence of the demon race."

"I came here because of an acquaintance." Ying Zheng's light golden eyes met the man calmly: "Morning Star Bar is one of the most famous bars in New York, and today is Halloween, so I chose to come here There must be a lot of people. But now it's empty, and it's impossible for you not to notice the unrest in the city."

"I want to know what's going on with the turmoil tonight—for this answer, you can set a price at will."

The man stared at Yingzheng for a moment, then sneered, "Although I'm curious about you, I didn't want you to leave alive. It's just that I didn't expect that you actually broke out with that dirty human next to you." saved his life."

"And now, I have to admit, after meeting you, I'm even more curious about you. So."

"make a deal."

The man slumped lazily on the sofa, but his domineering aura made it impossible to underestimate his danger: "It's a devil."

"Beelzebub opened up his domain of power, awakening the deepest desire in everyone's heart and distorting it."

Ying Zheng's eyes were heavy: "Is there a solution?"

"Yes. Before everything becomes settled, find Beelzebub and kill Beelzebub."

The man looked at Ying Zheng playfully: "Can you do it by yourself?"

"That's not something you need to worry about."

Ying Zheng stood up indifferently: "I have already got the answer, the reward, what do you want."

The man was curious: "Before today, I really never cared about your existence, but until you walked in front of me, I realized that you are not human, but you are not any kind of creature I know. My respect for you The real identity is very interesting."

He leaned forward with his face propped up, and it was rare to concentrate from his laziness: "Tell me, boy. Your name, identity, source... This is the reward I need."

"Don't make such a strange expression, I didn't lie to you. Even though I am indeed a devil who is used to lying, I still have another side of virtue given by my father."

The young man stood alone on the spot, but his slender figure was brighter than the bright lights in the bar.

It seemed to glow when he said his name.

"I am Yingzheng, descended as a heroic spirit. I am the first emperor of Qin."

"My name is enough to answer everything you want to know. If you are curious, go explore, and you will get what you want."

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng turned around quickly and walked towards the exit without hesitation.

Constantine hurriedly trotted after him.

The man was stunned, and then the laughter squeezed out from the low vibration in his chest, and then it grew louder and louder until he laughed heartily and wildly: "Ying Zheng? I remember this name."

"I am Lucifer Morningstar, my father's beloved son, the former Vice-Prince of Heaven, and now the Lord of Hell."

Ying Zheng paused.

Lucifer's voice revealed excitement: "I have to say, with this courage and wisdom alone, no matter whether you are the king or not, you are enough to be my guest."

"My bar, you are always welcome to come as my guest. Before I get tired of this novelty, Morning Star Bar will reserve a seat for you."

Ying Zheng nodded with his back to Lucifer, and then waved to Constantine who was stunned by the series of changes that had taken place: "Let's go. Or do you want to stay here?"

Constantine suddenly came back to his senses, and finally took a last look at Lucifer who was smiling, and then left the bar behind Ying Zheng.

It wasn't until he could no longer see the two of them that Lucifer curled his lips in disdain: "Sinful and filthy demon hunter."

But thinking of Yingzheng and Beelzebub, Lucifer laughed again: "It's just a dog guarding the gate. It's just that the owner is not at home. After a long time, does he treat himself as the owner? He even wants to hand over everything the owner owns." For the pups?"

Lucifer sneered: "A wishful thinking clown."

"In that case, it's time to go back and have a look." An indistinguishable voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Lucifer looked and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Gabriel?"

"Long time no see, Vice Lord of Morning Star." He landed steadily from the sky to the ground, with huge white wings folded.Gabriel bowed slightly in the direction of Lucifer.

Immediately stood up straight.

That smiling face is a beauty that transcends gender cognition, blurs male and female, and possesses the favor of God.

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After leaving the bar, Constantine, contrary to his indifferent attitude towards Ying Zheng, followed closely behind him while quickly sending messages on his mobile phone.

[Are you a fucking idiot?Are you not good at sending photos and videos, or do you not have long hands and brains?Forget it, send it here as soon as possible, my brain seems to be a little bit wrong, my colleagues have already lost control a lot, and now the situation is completely messed up.I'll tell you as much as I can while I'm still awake. ]

[... Do you think I don't want to post photos?No matter how you shoot, it is only blurred by the golden light.I figured out why he had the nickname "Golden Light Man". ]

After confirming that the acquaintance on the opposite side had received the description and recording sent, Constantine freed up his energy to focus on Ying Zheng.

"Is your name Ying Zheng?"

"What is a heroic spirit?"

"Are you going to find Beelzebub now?"

"How much do you know about demons, can you find them..."

Even though Ying Zheng ignored him, Constantine still persisted in asking questions.

Finally, Ying Zheng stood still, turned around to look at Konstantin, and said seriously: "I really don't know as much about demons as you do. If you are willing to go with me to find the culprit, I welcome it."

"Or, just shut up and leave."

The boy's smiling face was indifferent and dangerous: "Otherwise..."

Constantine didn't wait for Yingzheng to finish, and immediately made an "ok" gesture to him: "Don't worry, there is no other way. I want to solve the anomaly in New York City as soon as you do. It is already an accident to get news from the bar." I am so happy, of course I will follow you closely to see if there are any other miracles."

Two figures, one tall and one short, were engulfed by the dense fog in the middle of the night.