[Comprehensive British and American] Fu Paradise

Nelson's car finally pulled up in front of an independent bookstore called Pomegranate Seeds.

The turquoise storefront decoration is still pleasant, and the glass revolving door makes a tinkling sound, and Gabriel and Nelson walk into the bookstore one after the other.

"Ooh, it's really early you two, I just opened the door not long ago." The boss Roy greeted them with a stack of unopened new books in his arms, "If you don't mind, can you give me a push?" Glasses? It's about to slip off and I can't free my hands."

Gabriel stepped forward and re-set Roy's black-rimmed glasses that had slipped to the tip of his nose, and flicked the white ash stuck to the sleeves of his navy blue Polo shirt for him.

"Thank you very much, dear. Well, the striped tie is nice. It goes well with the suit."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Nelson stood behind with a suitcase, like an awkward extra. He stared at the two of them without saying a word for a while, his face was gloomy, and he walked to the bookcase and randomly picked up a book called "How to Hold a Fart" Bestseller, flipped through.

Roy temporarily handed over the work to the clerk, and led Gabriel and Nelson up the slender and steep spiral staircase at the corner to the second floor, then walked through a dark corridor, passed by the warehouses, and walked to the one at the end.Roy printed his fingerprints on the gray combination lock. After the identification was completed, the combination lock flickered, and at the same time he heard a crisp sound of "click", Roy pushed the door and entered.

This warehouse is not a big space at all, there are large and small boxes piled up on the floor and beside the walls, wooden, iron, and paper, each of which is marked with scribbled marks that only writers can understand.

There are several things that look like picture frames against the wall next to the box, all wrapped tightly in white cloth, and it is temporarily unclear what is inside.

In the middle are several rows of iron shelves, the white paint has peeled off, revealing the black background, like the fur of a leopard, on which are placed all kinds of strange-shaped objects, including metal, wood fragments, cloth pieces, and some of them are covered in appearance. Dust or bottles and cans that need to be cleaned inside, these various things are piled up to the ceiling, which looks like a gift shop, but in fact it looks like a "scrap" shop.

"Does anyone want something to eat?" Roy turned into a dark room in the corner, turned on the lamp, and the deep green light illuminated the wine bottles of different heights on the long bar. "How about tacos?"

Nelson sat down in front of the long table, removed a candlestick, put Gabriel's box on the table, rubbed his belly and said, "Please hurry up, before I starve to death."

Gabriel shrugged his shoulders, and his eyes were attracted by a black spider that swaggered across the city on the wall. One second, it was running flat like a tank, but the next second, its long legs were covered with a thick layer of sludge. Impossible to move an inch.

Really handsome for less than a second, Gabriel couldn't help hooking the corner of his left lip, and snapped his fingers in the direction of the spider. The poor little thing immediately regained his freedom of movement, and continued to have fun with his long legs up.

Nelson pursed his lips and looked at her silently. There was a gentle mist in his bright eyes, but this focused gaze was quickly interrupted by Roy's "wait a moment". He came back to his senses and saw that Roy was wearing The apron went to the stove, pouting and blowing a Jordanian song.

Nelson flicked his eyes, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and tapped his knuckles on the black box on the table: "So, is such a cool old guy about to come to an end soon? "His reddish-brown hair intertwined with the green light from the ceiling into a blurred blue-black, deep eye sockets, straight nose, bushy beard covering the sharp edges and corners of the jaw, army green short jacket Open it to reveal the pure black T-shirt inside and the gold pendant with the Red King pattern on the neck.

"You think it's a pity?" Gabriel sat on the edge of the table, dragged the box to unlock it, and stared at Nelson's face while talking.

"To be honest...it's a bit." Nelson picked up the golden shotgun from the box, turned around and took a shooting pose towards the row of bottles and cans on the bar.

"Oh, what is this golden man?" Roy was holding two plates of freshly made tacos, and leaned over like a child who discovered a new toy.

"Thank you." Nelson picked up a taco, "Do you mind if I open a can of beer?"

"Please do what you want." Roy sat down on the chair, took off his glasses, and carefully examined this unusual shotgun. "Golden gun body..." He muttered to himself while stroking the thick and heavy thing, "Well, the barrel of the gun seems to be made of tungsten alloy... Let me see this golden bullet..."

Suddenly, Roy was stunned.He took out a bullet, looked straight up first, then upside down, and raised his head after a while.

"Heavenly Hunter?" He said hesitantly, staring at Gabriel with his eyes, spreading his palms, and slowly stretching them out in front of her, "Inverted cross. It's an inverted cross!"

"I know." Gabriel looked at him and said quietly, "I have learned it."

Roy was stunned again, quickly withdrew his hand, covered the gun body with his palm again, closed his eyes and entered deep perception: "Indeed, it is indeed different. This is gold tempered by the fire of hell..."

"So, what kind of signal is this?" Nelson patted the food scraps on his hands, and walked to Gabriel's side, looking worried.

Roy hesitated for a while, and was about to answer, but was interrupted by Gabriel: "Roy, destroy it quickly, as for the rest, you don't need to worry about it."

Roy raised his head and saw Gabriel's eyes were bright and dazzling, staring at him without blinking, the expression on his face was as awe-inspiring as the wind in the valley, majestic and cold and irresistible.He couldn't help but become solemn, pressed his right hand on the left side of his chest, bent slightly and lowered his head: "Follow the instruction."

Gabriel nodded to Roy, then turned to Nelson and said, "Thank you for giving me a ride. It's getting late, and I think you should start working. I have a hunch that you will be very busy in the coming days. "

After all, she stretched out her hand, but it didn't land on his shoulder, but... on his huge chest muscles.

——Her slender fingers penetrated into his jacket, only separated by a thin T-shirt, gently squeezed his chest muscles, and the corners of her lips curled handsomely, leaving him with the most beautiful smile in the world, At the same time, Huo Di spread out a pair of gorgeous wings behind him, and flew away in a flash.

It took three seconds for Nelson to remember and close his mouth. "Oh, interesting existence." He looked up at the undamaged ceiling, scratched the place where she had wiped the oil just now, and felt that it was burning.

The same goes for the face.

Ah, it's terrible.

Pandi Manninan, the main hall.

The eternal fire of hell scorched the floor, and Lucifer in a red robe stood barefoot in the center of the hall, like a sharp sword stained with blood.

He stood with his back to the palace gate, with his hands behind his back, for a long time, he just stood there, neither speaking nor moving.

The palace people were not sure what caused his depression, only heard that he went to the world to confiscate his soul but failed. The 15-year-old boy named John Constantine was killed by a doctor after only 2 minutes in hell. He was rescued and returned to the world.After he came back, he didn't say a word until now.

After a while, the door of the palace suddenly rang, and a palace man in black came to report: "My king, Prince Isaac is asking to see you."

Lucifer's face sank: "Go and pass on my oral order, I won't see anyone today."

The palace man bent down to salute, Fang wanted to turn around and walk out of the palace gate, but Lucifer called him again, and ordered in a cold voice: "Throw that Pu Nuo to the ninth floor."

The palace servant was startled, and wanted to boldly say that Pu Nuo's crime was not so serious, but when he raised his head, he caught a glimpse of the frozen look in Lucifer's eyes, couldn't help shivering, and swallowed the words abruptly go back.

There was no one around, except for him, Lucifer, the whole tall and magnificent hall was so quiet that only his own breathing could be heard.He turned around, took two steps slowly, raised his head and looked around the gorgeous and dazzling courtyard corridors, high Doris-style columns, whirling delicate and complicated reliefs, and a magnificent beam made of countless treasures, hanging upside down. Opposite the golden cross, the same huge pentagram pattern is inlaid with emeralds on the floor tiles.Climbing up the long steps piled up with colored jade mines, the corridor on the second floor is carved directly from a large piece of crystal. There is an inverted cross on each column of the handrail, which is also made of emerald, and was made by a craftsman from hell. Made little by little.

He is very partial to the green of the gemstone, and when he holds it up with his hands, it is moist and comfortable; however, it is so clear that people cannot see through it.

It is a color that will never be forgotten.

He slowly stroked each of the inverted crosses with his fingers, and suddenly stopped, his palms tightened, as if he wanted to pierce the cursed green into the flesh and blood.

A moment later, his pupils flashed with fire, and the black wings spread out behind him, and he jumped out of the abyss of the dungeon in one fell swoop.

It will take seven days for him to leave.

Los Angeles was almost turned upside down by him.

He lost his appearance, wore a straight suit, held a cane inlaid with emeralds, and turned into an ordinary gentleman, wandering in every street, library, gallery, record store, supermarket, restaurant, bar, he searched everywhere He visited every place where he didn't expect to see her, and even risked being burned by holy relics, descending on the outskirts of every church and monastery.However, for seven days, nothing was found, and I did not see her again.

On the last night, in the evening, it rained heavily.

He stood on the roof of the Bank Tower, the raindrops fell from the sky like bullets, but he consciously avoided him, and the wind could not exert any influence on him. .

The faint cries of bells came from a distance, and he looked sideways, and the bell tower was shrouded in wind and rain, as if immersed in mist, with only a faint gray outline.

The cane tapped lightly on the open space under his feet, and his fingers subconsciously rubbed the emerald on the cane, which was a habit he had formed for a long time.

Do you still want to look for it?A last ditch effort?

He desperately wanted to take a look at her, to see how seriously she was injured, and if she was okay, so that he could feel at ease.

The next moment, he had landed on the corner opposite the cathedral.

Coincidentally, she was sending a human man out of the gate.His slender and beautiful figure was hidden in the corner under the dark night, quietly watching the scene in the distance, his fingers gradually clenched the cane.

She held the umbrella for the man and walked him to the car.The two were huddled in a small umbrella, and their cheeks were almost touching when viewed from his side.

The rain curtain is much thinner than before, so he can see clearly that the man is the one who drove her that day, what seems to be his name... Nelson Black, a natural superpower, once worked for the K organization, although now Withdrew from the organization, but is still a professional exorcist.

"Bastard!" he cursed under his breath.

From the gate of the church to the parking lot, it was only a few steps away. As a man, he was so precious that he wanted a woman to hold an umbrella for him!

What annoyed him even more was the expression on her face, she was smiling so cutely, it didn't look like she was pretending.Did she just enjoy being with that bastard that much?

He suppressed his anger and waited until she sent Nelson into the car. Nelson then rolled down the window of the car. She lay outside the window and talked to Nelson for a long time before she straightened up and waved goodbye to him.

Then he finally came out of the darkness.

But she was keenly aware of something immediately, and when she turned her head to look over, he saw all the blankness on her face for a moment.