Martin Variety in American Comics

It was still morning, no more than 10 o'clock at most. Of course, there were not many people in the bar, a place where workers went to have fun at night, and the mess left after dusk last night had not been cleaned up.

The boss, who was in his forties or fifties, was a little bald and had a big beer belly. When he saw the person who pushed the door in, his eyes widened instantly:

"Johnny Constantine?!"

"How dare you, a bastard who slept with my daughter and owed me a huge debt, show up in front of me?"

When the bar owner saw Constantine, his soul was pure, and the only pure thought was to take out a shotgun and shoot Constantine into a honeycomb.

"You son of a bitch, I'm going to make a few holes in you right now!"

"Fuck!"

When Constantine saw the other party take out a shotgun, his eyes widened, and he hid behind Martin and shouted, "Hey, Linnie! Your daughter voluntarily went to bed with me. I never forced her, not even a word."

"As for the debt I owe you, isn't it time to pay it back? I have a big business to introduce to you. As long as this business is successful, both of us can make a lot of money."

Martin, who was used as a shield, was very helpless. He really didn't understand how Constantine survived to this day.

Did he get kicked in the head by a donkey? He actually mentioned that he had slept with the other party's daughter in front of a father.

Constantine was also worried that Martin would abandon him because of moral issues, so he quickly explained:

"Don't look at that old man as a loving father. I assure you that he doesn't care about his daughter at all. As long as he can make money, he will change his face immediately."

"Go to hell! I am not the same kind of person as a heartless bastard like you."

The fat boss slammed the table, took out his gun and pressed forward, determined to shoot Constantine into a honeycomb.

"Fuck! Old man, you are crazy!"

Constantine's heart sank, realizing that if Martin didn't help, he would really die here.

Martin didn't want to get involved in this matter.

It's hard for a clean official to judge family affairs!

"You slept with someone's daughter, and you refused to take responsibility. It's okay for the other party to shoot you twice to vent their anger. I'll put two talismans on you to ensure that you will survive after being shot."

Martin whispered an idea.

Constantine shook his head decisively: "I don't want to be shot. I'm not wrong in this matter!"

"Bullshit, my precious daughter is as beautiful as a flower, and you are just a stinky and hard salted fish. You took advantage of me and still stubborn, I must kill you!"

The fat boss was furious!

Martin had no choice but to draw his sword and swing it. The Tiangang fighting spirit extended to the sword, directly cutting the shotgun in the fat boss's hand into two sections.

"Calm down!"

Martin put the sword on the boss's neck with one hand, and grabbed Constantine who wanted to slip away with the other hand. His face was gloomy, like a judge who judged everything.

"I came here to do business, not to be a referee for you two."

"You two want to duel, I don't care. As long as someone takes me to the place where the information is traded, you two can continue to fight to the death."

Feeling the pressure from Martin, the fat boss compromised first. He was a businessman. When his life was not involved, of course, he was mainly focused on making profits.

The fat boss stopped chasing, and Constantine stopped.

"Sir, there has never been a Taoist priest in Los Angeles before. What kind of information do you want to buy?"

The fat boss forced himself not to look at Constantine anymore and showed a friendly attitude towards customers.

There are quite a lot of Chinese who can use magic, but there are only a few who can be called Taoist priests, and those old guys all fled to the United States from Dongda in the 1950s.

"We are looking for four beads, with four attributes of wind, water, fire, and earth. They appeared in Los Angeles today or last night."

Martin briefly summarized the characteristics of the spirit beads, but did not tell its origin.

"Your request is very clear. If someone here has the corresponding information, we will find it soon."

The fat boss asked Martin and the other four to sit down, and served hot tea to Martin and Taiwu, and juice to Rachel. As for Constantine, he got nothing.

"Stingy guy!"

Constantine looked at the fat boss who walked into the secret door, cursed loudly, and then picked up a bottle of wine without caring, and drank it by himself.

The tea served by the fat boss was very ordinary. Martin adhered to the principle of not wasting and drank it in one gulp.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the fat boss finally came out with a mask in his hand.

"Mr. Martin, the seller who wants to trade intelligence with you is ready. In order to ensure that each other's identities are not discovered, please wear a mask and follow me to the dark room."

"The dark room has been specially treated, there is almost no light, and only the other party's voice can be heard."

"Before the formal transaction, the other party will give some corresponding hints, which may be words, or fragments of an object or photos."

"If you are satisfied, the transaction will continue. If you are not satisfied, you can choose to terminate the transaction without charging any fees."

After listening to the various rules introduced by the fat boss, Martin nodded: "Okay, the boss is worthy of being a capable person. It is not an easy thing to come up with such a set of rules."

"Mr. Martin, you are too polite! Please take off all the weapons on your body and follow me into the dark room."

Martin placed the Shuanglong Sword and the sword box in Senior Brother Taiwu's hands, and then followed him in.

The fat boss asked Martin to put on the blindfold, and his eyes fell into darkness in an instant. Then he grabbed the other's hand and slowly walked into the dark room.

This time, it was not just his eyes that told him that it was dark around him.

Even his body seemed to have eyes, and he could see the darkness and coldness that enveloped him.

Although he was very uncomfortable, Martin did not resist. He sat on the chair obediently as the boss asked, and then began to wait.

After counting about fifty breaths, clear footsteps finally came from the dark room.

Martin turned his head and pointed his ear to the place where the sound came from, and heard that the other party was also sitting on the chair.

Then, the man spoke: "My first hint to you is, Star Bar!"

"You can go!"

Hearing this name, Martin refused the other party without thinking.

He didn't want to face Lucifer yet, and there was no need to face him directly.

The spirit pearl must not be in his hand, otherwise, with Lucifer's fun-loving nature, he would definitely show the spirit pearl in a swagger and then see who is interested in him.

The person who wanted to sell the news was very surprised and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, you are too outrageous. Don't you want to listen to other keywords from me?"

"No need, please leave, next one!"

Martin rolled his eyes under the eye mask and rejected the other party mercilessly.

Soon the next person arrived, and the other party also got straight to the point: "The keyword I want to give you is circus!"

Circus? It sounds more reliable than Star Bar!

Martin said: "Please continue!"

The other party did not hesitate and said directly: "This morning, in a theater in downtown Los Angeles, a circus was rehearsing a performance when it was suddenly surrounded by a tornado.

When people rushed in to rescue, they found that the tornado mysteriously disappeared, as if it had never appeared."

"And today is the last day of the performance in that theater."

Wind?

This was different from what Martin had expected. He had thought it would be news about the water spirit beads.

But it was not impossible for two spirit beads to fall in the same city at the same time.

"Okay, thank you for the news. I will pay on time."

The other party asked for $10,000, which was not a difficult thing for Martin. He just swiped his card and it was done.

Thirty breaths after the second person left, the third person came in again.

"The keyword I gave you is cult."

"Please continue!"

"Recently, a mysterious sect has emerged in Los Angeles. They have absorbed many celebrities and wealthy businessmen under the guise of studying medicine and collected their blood."

"But just last night, a major accident suddenly occurred at the party held by that sect. The foundation of the building where the other party held the banquet suddenly collapsed, and the whole building fell diagonally on the street. The life and death of the people inside were unknown."

Soil?

Martin was surprised again.

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

Add water, and these are three spirit beads.

The possibility of coincidence that three spirit beads appeared in the same city at the same time is almost zero.

Without fortune-telling, Martin could see that a great threat was surrounding him.

Circus, cult, and the whereabouts of the water spirit bead, the thunder spirit bead related to the three palace demon, and the whereabouts of the fire spirit bead.

Another difficult level!

After the three people met, Martin was taken out of the dark room by the bar owner, took off his blindfold, and his eyes were bright again. He exchanged a few polite words with the owner and prepared to pay.

Ten thousand dollars is a small matter, he can just swipe the card.

The person who provided the cult information wanted gold, which made Martin embarrassed. He could only go to Brother Taiwu.

When Shushan disciples go down the mountain, they will bring some gold and silver in case of emergency.

"I have all the gold and silver in my hand here!"

Taiwu heard that Martin was short of money, and he took out all the money in his hand without hesitation.

Martin counted carefully, took three gold ingots, handed them to the bar owner, and paid the third person for the information. Then he transferred a sum of money to the boss as his fee as a broker.

After doing all this, Martin found that Constantine was missing and he was not in the bar hall.

"Brother, did Constantine escape?"

Martin turned to ask Taiwu, and the answer he got was: "After you left, a woman in a gauze skirt came in. She chatted with the blonde barbarian for a few words, and the two went to the toilet together."

"What time is it now? He actually still has the mind to think about three ways?"

Constantine is not a person with determination, otherwise he would not be addicted to strong alcohol, cigarettes and hanging out with women.

However, after getting new information from the dark room, Martin realized that the involvement of Lingzhu was wider than he had imagined before, so he was a little impatient.

"Be a good person to the end, I will talk to Constantine, and then we will leave."

Martin took back his preparations and asked Taiwu and Rachel to stay where they were. One of them was too serious and the other was too young, and neither of them was suitable for doing these things.

He walked towards the men's restroom and was about to push the door when he sensed a strong water-based spiritual power gushing out of the restroom, accompanied by various earth vein powers.

A few minutes ago, Constantine and the woman in black veil walked towards the restroom.

Constantine, who has always been a person who does not refuse, and has no jealousy, thinks about Martin, who is cruel, and rejected a woman's embrace for the first time, and fortunately, the first very beautiful woman.

"Beauty, are our progress too fast!"

He pushed away the woman close to himself, forcibly squeezing a smile that was ugly than crying.

"Soon, I don't feel it!"

The black yarn woman was blurred. She stretched out her slender fingers and brushed the beard of Constantine's beard, and said softly:

"Some people, just look at it!"

"I think you are very good. The tobacco and alcohol on you are very heavy. There are many girls' thoughts. People like you are suitable for living in Los Angeles."

"Really? People who see me at first glance will never say that!"

Constantin frowned slightly, and soon turned into the kind of unavoidable but had to resist.

He was like the kind of person who had nothing to say, forcibly cut off the topic and said, "Yes, I haven't asked your name yet?"

"Beauty, even if you fell in love with us at first sight, you can't even say the name, so hurry to exchange in -depth exchanges!"

Constantin couldn't stand the temptation, and his hands began to touch the woman's plump body, and the speed of panting was getting faster and faster.

The woman's eyes became blurred, and her forehead raised slightly.

At this time, Constantin's face suddenly changed and became extremely cold, like a hunter aiming at the prey.

A golden spell appeared in his palm, stretched out the chain, and began to wrap around the woman holding him in his arms.

"After all, you don’t tell you what you are, I dare not touch you!"

"Unknown things, show your original form, don’t cover yourself anymore"

Constantin reads the spell of Babylon, Cuba, and a golden chain went deep into the women's body and wanted to pull out what.

But his hands grabbed the air. The woman's body seemed to be in the water. When she touched it, she broke her with her hands, and her body recovered her beautiful look.

"this"

Constantin was surprised that his magic was invalid. He leaned against the wall and moved towards the toilet door.

"What are you?"

A furious expression appeared on the woman's face: "I originally believed you, but you let me be too disappointed."

"You want to know what I am, then come to see it yourself!"

The woman opened her hands, and the blue beads flew out of her body. As sparkling, the shadow of the city of Los Angeles appeared behind her.

"I am Los Angeles!"

"Shit!"

Constantin's face changed his face, and he did not expect Martin to find Lingzhu in the hands of the city.

The Spirit of the City was that they couldn't kill and could not get it. They would die unless a city declined.

Now there are spiritual beads in hand, it is even more difficult to deal with

Constantine thought of the Thunder of Trust, opened his hands, and was going to summon a big demon from hell to top thunder.

"Lie down!"

Martin's voice came from behind, Constantin did it without hesitation.

Jian Guang is like a waterfall, splashing out!

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