[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

Fast narrowed his eyes, and Constantine said, be loyal to his friend, without saying anything about being loyal to Fast.

Constantine is playing tricks on himself.

If Fast hadn't learned from the system a long time ago, Constantine's other name besides Hell Detective and Undead Mage is also a more familiar name.

fraudster.

I'm afraid Fast has fallen for Constantine.

Since when did Constantine plan to set him up?

I'm afraid that from the moment he took out that cigarette, the set was set for Fast and he was waiting for him to jump.

The lit cigarette was the magic performed by Constantine, and it was prepared for Constantine to set him up.

The function is to make the language magical.

It can turn the conversation between the two of them into a binding contract.

It should be said that it is a 'fraud master'.

Fast provoked a smile, stretched out his hand to hold Constantine's hand, and wrapped his other hand around Constantine's hand.

"No, I have to refute your statement."

"We are temporary companions who are loyal to each other. I can only help you if you give me what I want."

Fast’s words negate Constantine’s language contract. He changed the rule into loyalty to both parties. In the language contract, the speeches of both parties will become part of the contract.

So Fast's words became a new contract.

Constantine kept smiling, but there was no smile in those gray eyes. He stared at Fast, and Fast's face still had a smile of victory.

Well, it seems that he can't play tricks anymore.

"Happy cooperation." Constantine.

"Happy cooperation." Fast

The two looked at each other, showing the same meaningful smile.

In this game of language, only Peter was in the fog and had no idea why they were so cautious.

...

...

Constantine opened the door with the key, and Fast and Peter followed Constantine into the house. As soon as they entered the room, there was a strong smell of musty smoke, mixed with the smell of fresh cigarettes in Constantine's mouth. Unspeakable smell.

Fast frowned slightly, the impact of the smell on the nose was too strong.

Newspapers and other 'clutter' were thrown randomly on the table and on the ground.

Magic props like aromatherapy and dolls.

In the trash can were paper towels and cigarette butts that had not been emptied for an unknown period of time. The paper towels were stained with blood, and the cigarettes in the ashtray on the table had not been cleaned for a long time.

This should be where Constantine usually stays, his apartment.

Even if Constantine's apartment is in such a mess, neither Fast nor Peter intends to remind them. This has nothing to do with them, and they have no control over other people's lives.

Constantine dragged a bench into the bathroom, about one meter away from the bathtub, and Constantine filled the bathtub with water.

Constantine sat down on the bench, leaned lazily on the chair, spread his legs apart, and hung down naturally with one hand holding an unlit cigarette.

Constantine drooped his eyelids and said casually, "Which one of you will go?"

Fast and Peter looked at each other without speaking.

Konstantin waited for a long time, but no one replied, and he belatedly remembered that he forgot to explain to them.

"It's very simple to make the dead speak. You need a container that can speak." Constantine took out an old voice recorder from his windbreaker bag. "This will do."

"Secondly, the soul of the dead must be found. For a corpse that a demon can possess, the soul of the owner of the corpse must be in hell. One of you must go to hell to find that person's soul."

"The specific steps are very simple. As long as you put yourself into a near-death state, your soul can enter hell smoothly under the guidance of my magic." Constantine pointed to the bathtub filled with water.

It is nothing more than diving into the water, holding your breath until you are dying, and Constantine's magic will take that person into hell.

Constantine said: "As for the soul of that person, my eyes will go to hell with you, and I will help you find it."

Constantine looked down at the Sika cigarette in his finger.

"You can't stay in hell for too long. If the smoke burns out, your soul will stay in hell forever."

"Have you decided? Which of you two will go?"

"Of course it's me." Fast said lightly, and Peter grabbed Fast's sleeve.

Fast smiled consolingly at Peter, and he said to Peter silently: "You have to help me watch Constantine, I don't trust him."

Peter hesitated, then nodded.

Fast took off his clothes and pants, and he stepped into the bathtub in shorts.

The water in the bathtub is cold water, which is drawn from the underground water pipe. Even in summer, when Fast touched the water, his toes could not help but flinch.

Fast lay down in the bathtub and let the cold water flood his chest. A lot of cold water overflowed the bathtub and fell on the tile floor, and then flowed down the pipe into the sewer.

Fast felt his body was a little floating, and goosebumps appeared on his arms resting on the side of the bathtub.

Very icy.

Fast frowned, wondering if it was his illusion, the water was colder than when he first landed.

"Are you ready?" Constantine looked up at Fast.

Fast nodded and dived into the water.

Constantine lit his cigarette and started the timer.

Fast squinted in the water, and he could see the light from the ceiling refracted in the water, coating his submerged skin with a cool white light.

The scenes seen in the water always have a sense of surface, shaking slightly with the floating of the water waves.

The hair was chestnut brown in the water, floating freely in the water like seaweed.

As he spent more time in the water, the feeling of suffocation gradually set in, and his lungs were empty of air, and perhaps his lungs had begun to bubble.

His brain began to flash black and white lights from the lack of oxygen.

Immediately afterwards, Fast remembered the last death, the feeling of near-death similar to the present, and fear arose spontaneously.

He is going to die.

Fast's fingers on the side of the bathtub subconsciously clenched.

Hell, why hasn't he gone to hell yet.

Constantine, who was connected with Fast, felt Fast's pain and fear.

This is not right.It stands to reason that Faster's soul should have entered hell at this time.

But Fast didn't, why?

"Pull him up quickly." Constantine thought of some possibility, he frowned and said impatiently.

Peter immediately stepped forward to lift Fast's head out of the water. Fast leaned against the bathtub, his eyes were out of focus, and he was panting rapidly. His whole body was paralyzed, and it took him a while to recover.

Fast first wiped the strands of hair that lay on his face, and stroked them behind his head. His hands hadn't fully regained their strength yet, they were just light.

"What's going on?" Fast looked at Constantine and asked.

He could see something was wrong from Constantine's furrowed brow.

Konstantin crushed the half-burnt cigarette on the floor tiles and pulled out a new Sika.

Constantine said without raising his head, "If you change someone else, you won't be able to go to hell."

"Why?" Fast climbed out of the bathtub with Peter's help.

"I'm also curious. Who did you sell your soul to?" Constantine's tone was not as curious as his words.

"You have no soul and cannot enter hell."

Constantine's words made Fast narrow his eyes. From Constantine's words, he could infer that the transaction between himself and the system was in the soul.

And Constantine was the first person who knew what might have happened to Fast after he had been in this world for so long.

So does it mean that his symptoms are similar to those of Constantine, and he might have to start from this aspect if he wants to get rid of the system?

At least he can now be sure that his soul is in the system.

Fast restrained his thoughts, and he picked up the clothes that were draped aside. "Then it seems that Peter is the only one to go."

Peter has no objection to this, and he is even quite curious about the appearance of hell. He is not completely free from fear, of course there will be fear, but in order to solve the mystery, he must go.

After Peter sank into the water, he fell into hell very easily, and the water calmed down, unlike Faster who couldn't help struggling when he sank into it.

Fast waited a few minutes.

Peter struggled to get up from the water, he gasped and looked at Konstantin.

Konstantin crushed out the nearly burnt cigarette, and took out the old-fashioned voice recorder from his pocket.

"Ask any questions you have." As he said, Constantine pressed the record button.

Fast and Peter looked at each other, and Fast asked questions. "When did you die?"

Constantine turned off the record button and turned on the play button, only to see that the voice coming from the recorder was no longer Fast's cold male voice, but a young woman's voice with fear.

"It was the night of June 6."

Seeing that the voice from the recorder was the same as the time marked on the plastic bag containing the woman's body in the mortuary, Fast felt relieved.

"What killed you?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"We suspect that you have encountered a conspiracy. Your help will allow us to help others and prevent more innocent people from getting involved in this incident and dying. If you can help us, we will be very grateful." Peter persuaded.

The woman sneered. "What does this have to do with me, I'm dead, I don't care what happens to those innocent people, I'm even happy that more people will come to accompany me."

The woman's selfish words made Peter feel uncomfortable.

It seems that there is no reason why this woman will go to hell after death.

Fast frowned. If it was a living person, he would have ten thousand ways to get that person to say what he wanted, but if it was a soul in hell, there was really nothing he could do with it.

At this time, Constantine spoke, and he said in a flat tone: "I advise you to talk to them well."

"It's none of your business, mage." The woman said coldly.

Constantine lit a cigarette, took a sip, and said slowly, "Mage? Oh, I didn't tell you my name, did I, ma'am?"

"I'm Constantine."

"Konstantin?" the woman exclaimed in surprise.

Constantine has a great reputation in hell. He has a grudge against the first fall from hell. His soul is mortgaged to Lucifer. He has kicked almost all the demons in hell. There is no demon who does not hate him. They are all waiting for Constantine. The moment Ding fell into hell.

"You know me, who did you hear it from? Oh, you are in hell. Don't those demons always whisper 'Konstantin' in your ears?" Konstantin said indifferently.

"I don't have a few days to live. If you don't cooperate with their investigation, you will be my 'friend' after I go down. Do you understand what I mean?" Constantine threatened lightly.

Those demons hated Constantine, hated everything related to Constantine.If Constantine said that women are his friends, then women must be tortured by hell demons.

The woman was silent for a while and said: "You ask, I will tell you all."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Constantine shrugged and turned his head to smoke.

"What killed you?" Fast asked again.

"I was bitten by a spider, it was very poisonous, I just felt a sting in my arm and I fell down, but I was not dead at that time, I saw a tall man bit that one I took the dead spider away."

The woman's words made Fast and Peter stop their actions one after another, and the woman's words confirmed for Peter that this was indeed a conspiracy.

"Does that man have any specific characteristics?"

"He is very tall, with obvious muscles on his arms, and a tough appearance. There is a sharp knife across his face from the scar from his forehead to under his left eye. It seems nothing..."

"Oh, yes. The man has an octopus logo on his sleeve."

Fast squinted, octopus, that is the symbol of Hydra.

Peter thought more than Fast thought, and he felt chills down his spine, because the woman's description was very similar to an opponent he had encountered before, it should be said, an opponent of Captain America.

Peter was infiltrated by Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Avengers had the honor to fight against S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

He's obviously just an ordinary person without super powers, but the sense of oppression that guy brings to Spider-Man is not weaker than the Green Goblin.

He is Rumlow Bullock.

Commonly known as crossbones.

Rumlow is a terrorist undercover in SHIELD by Hydra. He performed very well in SHIELD and was once a world-class mercenary.

Later, the Hydra infiltration plan was discovered by the Avengers, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides. Crossbones was seriously injured by Captain America and fell into the sea without a trace.

But the scar on his face that stretches his forehead down under his left eye is very familiar, because Peter saw the black widow Natasha with a knife on Crossbones' face with his own eyes.

"Is he blind in the left eye?" Peter asked in a forced, calm voice.

Fast turned his head and glanced at Peter, who had already guessed about this person's identity.

"Yes, you know him?" the woman asked.

"Thank you for your help, ma'am."

After the woman's soul returned to hell, Peter turned to look at Fast in a cold sweat. "Fast, I seem to know who planned this."

"Hydra?" Fast.

"Yes...it's Hydra..." Peter nodded. "The man the lady said just now should be a crossbones."

"you recognize?"

"I've fought against him before."

"What do you want to do?" Fast asked Peter. He wanted to hear Peter's thoughts. Of course, he just listened. If Peter's thoughts contradicted him, he would act alone.

"Let's investigate this matter first and not tell the Avengers. If we tell them, according to their previous action style, this matter will definitely make a big fuss." Peter suggested.

"Row."

Fast originally didn't want the Avengers involved either.

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In order to collect energy, Azel was forced to travel around the world to complete the Raiders mission to save the world.

Because of insufficient allocation of system resources, he was forced to stay in a world and constantly change vests to attack mission objectives.

He has been the god of the world, Little Rose.

The blind criminal profiler partner of Officer Dick Grayson.

The Dark Knight bust of Batman.

The third princess's loyal dog-licking passer-by A.

Red Robin's hacker friend.

and many more.

...

Returning to reality, listening to his classmates discussing on the wall of his house, he glanced at the peaceful and quiet surroundings because of the energy he provided.

Azel took a puff of cigarettes, hiding his achievements and fame.

No cp, no loss, the protagonist is beautiful.