Killing Mary Sue [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

When Jane received this task, Life No. [-] did not expect it. She was particularly interested in this story about demons and exorcists. She even spent a few nights reading all of Constantine's comics. Even the first No mission "Pirates of the Caribbean" has ever been taken so seriously.

[So... you like this type? 】Life No. [-] is unbelievable, 【You guys don't look like a match】

Jane glanced at the system assistant speechlessly, 【When did you become blind? 】

Life No. [-] pouted, 【Then...】

【I'm just very interested in the religion and magic of this world,】Jane said, 【In the place I came from, humans never believed in God and devils】

Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and illusory fears only exist in legends, more like bedtime stories about stopping a child from crying at night.Only something that can be seen and grasped, such as power, is their only belief.

She has heard of the names of Gabriel or Lucifer in many other worlds, and she has also heard about the "equivalent exchange" of the devil, but she has never witnessed this mysterious and terrifying power. Nor did he expect Constantine's story to be this dark and muddy.The "mourning" spirit of poisonous chicken soup spread out in it is completely contrary to the core values ​​of socialism.

John Constantine, born in Liverpool, England, was born with the blood of the magical clan, whose ancestors can be traced back to the period of King Arthur and Merlin.However, his family is unfortunate. His father lost an arm and his job due to an accident, so he can only make ends meet by doing odd jobs.When the family was hungry, he went to jail for stealing women's underwear.However, his mother died of dystocia due to sudden hemorrhage during the delivery of Constantine, and his twin brother was also stillborn as a result.Later, Constantine was sent to live at his aunt's house and became a real version of "Harry Potter".The indifference of his relatives, the ridicule and bullying of the children around him, and the bad style of the slums made Constantine gradually learn a lot of street tricks and tricks.

But this did not make him ignore his innate magical talent. He could see the visions of various angels and devils since he was a child. Constantine learned his lesson and tried to divert attention through other interests.He formed a rock band with his friend Chas, who was not too famous, could barely support himself, and toured all over the world.Everything was going well - until they went to Newcastle.

Here he encountered the biggest turning point in his life.

There is a so-called "magic gathering" in Newcastle, in which a dark wizard sacrificed his own daughter in order to summon powerful creatures from forbidden books to the real world.Constantine happened to witness all of this, and his compassion made him want to save this innocent, lovely and innocent girl. He decided to summon a more powerful creature to stop this from happening. He did succeed, but unexpectedly It was also born from this-the following more terrifying and powerful demons easily slaughtered everyone present, and completed the task that Constantine summoned him here: to save the girl, in a unique way of demons.

The young Constantine was not very familiar with summoning spells, so he ignored the spells that bound the demons around him, which meant that everyone here couldn't stop it from killing, and the gathering suddenly became a hell on earth. Corpses were strewn all over the field, blood spattered three feet.Not only that, before the devil left, he took the little girl saved by Constantine and took her to hell.

The police who came later arrested Constantine as a murderer, put him in a lunatic asylum based on his testimony and mental state, and spent two years of painful time in a cage and drugs.It was not until a mafia who sought magical powers to save his son that Constantine was rescued.Since then he has been quite restrained in using magical powers.Even with the title of "one of the most powerful magicians in DC", when exorcising demons, Constantine often uses talk and tricks more than magic, and does whatever it takes to get things done.

This also earned him a favorite nickname: Zha Kang.

Rather than saying that this British guy in a windbreaker is an exorcist who never leaves his cigarette, everyone prefers to call him: a smoker, a gangster, a liar, a ruffian, and a scum.He is the one who walks between heaven and earth.With the soul of a gambler and the heart of a banker.He is eloquent and eloquent, and he can trick the demons in hell into drinking holy water with his mouth alone, and he can play in hell on earth.He never hesitates to sell his teammates, and can deceive people willingly.Eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling are his daily life, self-interest is his criterion, he is proficient in magic but rarely uses magic, deceit and connections are the key to his mission.

All in all, a guy with no conscience.There is no distinction between good and evil, only profit.He can use the worst method you can think of, as long as it can be sold at a good price.He has made deals with angels and even demons, and he can betray each other in the blink of an eye, without blinking an eye.It can be said that in the entire DC world, John Constantine is neither a superhero, a super villain, nor a clown. He is the most complicated character.It is impossible to judge whether he is good or bad from those things he has done. The only thing that can be determined is: at least, between the devil and the exorcism, he is temporarily on the side of the latter.

He is a gangster who can enjoy himself everywhere, and anyone can become his "best friend", except for one—the church that always represents "official people".

Coincidentally, Jane's identity this time is one of the members of the church. A 25-year-old single woman who became a staunch believer and exorcist after taking her vows and baptism.

Logically speaking, with her short qualifications and such a young age, it would be difficult for her to qualify as a qualified exorcist.But Jane Doe was born with an irreplaceable talent—she is one of the few demon sealers who has the ability to "send God" in the past hundred years, and she can communicate with the above for a short time under certain circumstances .This made her an existence like a "telephone machine", which was highly valued by the church's top leaders.

The "communication" with John Constantine this time was to clean up the mess left by the other party in Newcastle, and the second was the trial of her first mission after becoming an exorcist.In short, this is an unfortunate story of an old hand leading a new man, not only for Constantine, but also for his teammates.

After Constantine received the message from Jane, he was undoubtedly very reluctant.So after exorcising the girl from the slums, he had a chat with Jane, and tried to get rid of the church's troubles by "going to the store across the street to buy cigarettes".He was very experienced in this area, and he left that woman far behind without much effort.

"Huh~" He whistled briskly, just took out a cigarette and lit it, and before he had time to take a few puffs, the indifferent and rigid voice behind him sounded again, making his face freeze suddenly.

"So by 'opposite' you mean five streets away, Monsieur Constantine?"

The blond exorcist held his cigarette stiffly, and slowly turned around. He stared at the young woman in disbelief, who was neatly dressed and her hair was not messed up.

"How did you keep up!" He was able to get rid of a master like "Papa Midnight" within a block, how could he fall on a fledgling girl!This is impossible!

In the face of his doubts, Jane still maintained the indifferent expression of the flower of Gaoling, and said unhurriedly, "After all, you are a famous person, Mr. Constantine—I have heard about it from many people. Your... 'reputation'."

Among them, the words with the highest frequency are nothing more than "bastard" and "scum".

So it is necessary to make precautions in advance.What's more, she still has a smart Gaode map in her mind, which can continue to navigate for her.Her destination is John Constantine.

"Holyshit!" The blond man cursed in a low voice, leaning against the wall, with an unextinguished cigarette between his fingers, looking at this seemingly rigid and boring woman, showing a naughty and meaningless smile, and said lazily, "I said, holy lady My lord, now that you know my reputation, you should know that it is not a wise choice to work with me- look at your exes, wondering where the last person who tried to do this is now -Of course, for the sake of your beauty, I will warn you in advance, you are so young, living in hell for a long time is an extremely sinful waste..."

Jane looked at him in silence for a few seconds.Just when she thought that Constantine had won again, she spoke expressionlessly.

"It sounds like you have a lot of experience with hell, so may I understand that you've been there since the Newcastle incident, Monsieur Constantine?"

Damn it—the blond man took a deep breath of the cigarette, threw the half-length cigarette on the ground, and crushed it until it was smashed to pieces with his feet. He raised his head and stared at Jane with a very unkind look, thinking I probably underestimated this woman.She looks arrogant and simple-minded, but she is not as easy to dismiss as she imagined. She not only has the ability to track herself, but also knows how to poke someone's painful feet. No wonder the church sent a young woman like her come over.It turned out that it was not a kaolin flower, but a piranha that blocked its throat when it saw blood.

Just as Constantine was thinking about how to get rid of this woman who meant trouble to him, the other party spoke before him.

"If you are thinking about how to get rid of me, then don't worry about it, sir." Her tone was full of cold and distant politeness, and the tone of mockery and announcement in the official way is very easy to make people feel uncomfortable, especially in the When he couldn't refute at all, the resistance in his heart became more and more serious, "——you can't get rid of me until you see you solve that matter with your own eyes."

Not necessarily, my dear.The blond man snorted proudly in his heart. It is conservatively estimated that there are at least ten ways for him to disappear under her nose without anyone noticing. Although he may pay a little price, he would like to spend some time in peace. It is also worth it.

But this beautiful idea was instantly shattered by the other party's next sentence.

"She's here." Jane stated without moving her eyes, and when she noticed that Constantine's face froze, she added very appropriately, "You heard it too, didn't you, Mr. Constantine?"

The exorcist raised his brows, he thought for a moment, leaned against the wall, folded his arms and looked at the preacher who obviously knew something inside, with a hint of sarcasm hidden in his smile, "Why, the church has finally begun to pay attention to us low-level people. The people? It’s just a little ancient god who is willing to make those old antiques finally willing to move their fat butts off the rocking chair? Tsk tsk tsk—”

He clicked his tongue, feeling somewhat pleased, "The existence of demons makes the lives of you people more meaningful, doesn't it? You should be happy, come on, honey, have a smile, Maybe you will be able to sit in your long-awaited seat soon? Come on, smile~"

Jane was expressionless, completely ignoring his malicious sarcasm, and continued to speak in a flat tone, "According to a surviving pastor, the following may not be very stable recently: when a seat becomes vacant, there will be countless replacements." There are those who want to climb it, but in the end there will be only one winner, and the rest will be reduced to satiety."

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Constantine's mouth, and he looked at her deeply, noncommittal.

Jane raised her eyes.

"Faced with countless competitors of comparable strength, Mr. Constantine, what do you think the smarter ones will choose?"

--cooperate.no doubt.Of course this is also temporary.This kind of plastic partnership is just like him and his former teammates. The line connecting them is so tight that it will break at any time. Even if they shake hands and smile face to face, the other hand behind their back is holding a knife tightly. The common interests Bind them together temporarily, and when there are only a few of the same kind left, it is time to turn against each other.Colleagues in the past and enemies today, whoever is more cunning and shrewd can step on the throne made of corpses and feast on it.

As soon as Jane's words came out, Constantine instantly understood the real purpose of her trip.

"You mean, that group of outsiders from Cthulhu want to hold hands with my old native acquaintances and sing a hymn to hell together?"

Constantine's half-smile, his cynical appearance made it difficult to detect his true thoughts, "So this time the old things in the church used the excuse of cleaning up the mess, but they actually came to me——I, John Constantine, the rat shit in your eyes, please help me?"

He couldn't help but sneered, and then the laughter became louder and louder, almost to the point of hilariously, pointing at Jane and laughing almost out of breath, tears were about to burst out, "This is really a rare miracle in a hundred years, a miracle Ah - so funny, I can guarantee that this joke will definitely succeed in entertaining me, I can even sleep peacefully with it on my head at night hahaha - "

"She's one of her bargaining chips." This woman from the church has always known how to hit the nail on the head, but just one sentence made Constantine's smile stop abruptly.

The blond man raised his head slowly, and the usual smirk on his face disappeared completely. When he stared at a person who was motionless, there was a terrifying oppressive force, which instantly made the scalp tingle.

"What did you say?" Constantine asked, as if he felt that he had heard it wrong, and he tilted his ear, and asked seriously, "Can you say it again?"

Jane's face remained motionless, "You know them well, don't you? Know how much they love to play this game, the bet is the pure souls of innocent people, and the result is often that they win big with little effort—yes, you That's right, Mr. Constantine. The big demon you summoned in Newcastle, he guessed you'd be in the game - of course you had to, a little girl went to hell because of you, you wouldn't take that Ignore it. And it will join forces with the new guy to turn hell, even this world, until we win, or they win-"

Her eyes were extremely indifferent, "Believe me, you don't want to see the latter: because of your cowardice and standing by, more innocent souls are reduced to a delicious meal. Just like that girl."

Constantine took out a cigarette again, and while puffing, he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long, long time.

Finally, he exhaled, pressed out the cigarette butt with his bare hands, and looked at Jane.

"You came to me, you must have other clues, isn't that right, my dear?" He seemed to have returned to his old yuppie style, with a frivolous face, but there was no smile in his eyes, "You guys are just like me." Like people, they never come empty-handed and return empty-handed, don’t they?”

The black-haired woman was simply recalcitrant. No matter whether he was mocking him vigorously or showing affection, she seemed unmoved. She still had an arrogant and indifferent face, and her tone did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"While you were busy moving to hell, yes, Mr. Constantine, we found other leads," she said.

"Of course, if you clearly express your willingness to participate, I will be more than happy to inform you of all the details for free."

Constantine, "..." He has never seen such a philistine woman with such a vicious tongue!It simply made his favorability towards beautiful women keep dropping!

Looking at the blond man with a depressed face, Jane asked politely, "So, can you give me an accurate answer?"

Even though Konstantin had 1 reluctances in his heart, he had to grit his teeth, grinning on his face, and said in his heart, "Since I have said that, what reason do I have to object, you say yes, Anonymous Miss?"

Jane nodded, with a pale face, "Then our agreement will be reached, Mr. Constantine, welcome to join the 'Fighting Hell Death Squad', the current number of members: 2."

The exorcist detective, "..."

He gritted his teeth with hatred, and still had to ask with a shy face, "So now we are..."

Jane pulled out a photo, he didn't even see where she took it out, it was like a live-action Doraemon with a pocket like a black hole - Constantine couldn't help but feel it in her chest and belly I stared at him for a few more seconds, and then got an extremely indifferent stare back.

"..." Well, he took the photo, took a closer look, and was startled.

Even though he has been an exorcist for so many years, he has seen countless bloody scenes, but such a cruel scene is really rare, and it doesn't seem like human beings——

A pale male corpse was lying on his back in the bathtub, his eyes were closed tightly, his hands were folded in front of his chest, his face was pious and calm, even full of longing, but his chest and abdomen were covered with blood and flesh, all internal organs were hollowed out, and blood mixed into it. The water is like a scarlet baptism.What's even more frightening is that two thin layers of skin on the man's back were lifted, hanging over the edge of the bathtub like angel wings, making him look cruel and holy, as if he was about to pray for death In, reborn from the ashes.

Constantine looked solemnly at the line of shocking blood writing on the wall next to the bathtub that was still seeping down, the ancient Latin, which translates to——

"This is my gift."

The author has something to say: My gift——Maggie's gift.

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This simple character design: Revenge, paralyzed, poisonous tongue attack [?