Meiman Killer Daily

14

"I thought you would never want to see me again in this life!"

In Mrs. Xanadu's home, the weak Constantine was sitting on the sofa, holding a cigarette lazily, his expression seemed to be enjoying it. The cold-faced Mrs. Xanadu opposite him did not pay attention to Constantine and looked at him quietly.

Reading her book, Zatanna walked into the room with the dead man and a red-haired boy after a while.

"Constantine!? Zatanna, did you tell me that this bastard attended this party!"

The red-haired boy looked at Constantine with hostility. He clenched his fists with both hands and was obviously about to start a fight if they disagreed. Constantine held a cigarette between his middle index fingers and pointed at the red-haired boy provocatively.

"Larkslade, you still owe me a pack of cigarettes. Don't forget who pulled you out of hell!"

"Damn bastard, it's obviously you who pushed me into hell!"

"Enough!"

Larx Slade, also known as the changer, has the ability to create an environment, which can be confused with real illusions. Even gods and devils cannot distinguish between real and fake super powers. In the illusion, he only needs his mental power.

If it is powerful enough, all illusions he touches will instantly materialize into real things, and he can theoretically create everything except life.

As for the hatred between him and Constantine, it was too deep. Everyone present had actually been tricked by Constantine, and their attitudes towards this scumbag were actually the same. They just had to agree with Madam Xanadu's invitation.

When the two of them were about to start a fight, Zatanna stepped hard on the ground with her high heels, and the upside-down magic appeared to cover the two of them. Constantine extinguished his cigarette in embarrassment, and the mutant immediately gave up using force and sat down very obediently.

on the chair beside

"I first said that I will not cooperate with this bastard. The only person who cooperated with him is alive except Chas Chandler. Think about it, who else is alive?!"

Constantine did not speak. This matter will always be a relatively speechless knot in Constantine's heart. Although Constantine doesn't mind much, sometimes some things really cannot be described in words.

To put it simply, Constantine is an extreme representative of egoism. His whole life is to die as a fellow Taoist but not as a poor Taoist...

"I actually think so too..."

The dead man also whispered in the corner and echoed the words of the changer. Mrs. Xanadu waved her hand and a magic mirror appeared in front of everyone. Picture after picture emerged. I saw a blood-red crack wrapped in colorful luster in the gray sky. The wind was howling on the earth and the waves were beating.

A ruined city was littered with corpses, and everyone present frowned at the suffocating and oppressive feeling of death.

"I dreamed of the future, a hopeless future. The purpose of calling you is to try to change this future, because you all know and understand that our future can be changed, as long as we are willing to work hard for it.

!”

Mrs. Xanadu swept the crowd after speaking. Both the dead man and the transformed man were silent. Both of them had kind hearts, so they would make compromises in terms of saving the world, but Constantine was different. He opened his mouth

He continued to smoke with both hands and said arrogantly

"I will not save the world. There are either green comets flashing past in the sky, or men in red pants smiling, and there are other messy superheroes. Saving the world should be their mission, and

I’m not too involved!”

"Constantine, you really need a spanking!"

Zatanna glared at Constantine in displeasure and scolded him. Constantine shrugged his shoulders and almost said "Hit me!" with a shameless look. Mrs. Xanadu opened the book on her desk.

Among the tarot cards, a grim reaper appeared before his eyes, he put it on the table and asked

"The contract between you and the Three Demon Gods should be up soon, right Constantine..."

Constantine, who was about to continue provoking, was momentarily stuck. He tilted his head and looked at Madam Xanadu warily.

"You are not threatening me, are you? I can tell you that even if you summon the devil to take me to hell, I will make you lose two teeth!"

Constantine, who judged a gentleman with a villain's heart, thought that Mrs. Xanadu would do the same dirty things as he thought in his mind. Mrs. Xanadu laughed lightly and continued to ask.

"Irish girls are passionate and lively. They dare to love and hate, but they know that love is not suitable and will hold on tightly. But they are also very smart and know when to let go. Constantine, you have not only offended the three demons, but also

Many hell lords in hell, even the archangel Raphael, are against you.

You should know that Raphael is the guardian angel of human souls. She is not a truly pure and kind angel. If one day an Irish girl dies unexpectedly, with Raphael’s hatred for you, she will definitely be worse than you and me.

Arrive at the scene quickly, then take away your girlfriend's soul and send her to heaven. You won't even be given a second chance of resurrection.

Maybe she doesn’t know your girlfriend’s name yet, the Irish people seem to call her… Kit!?”

"You won't do this, Nimue, I know you too well!"

Nimue printed the name of Mrs. Xanadu of Mandu. Constantine was a little nervous because his love for Kit was true. He was willing to give up everything for Kit, except of course his cigarettes, lighters and souls. Now Xanadu

The lady planned to threaten him with this kind of thing, which really poked Constantine's weakness.

"You sent my husband to hell, or even destroyed him. Constantine, you don't know how much I hate you. Even though you and I were once in love, I still hate you so much that I can't wait to kill you."

Tear it apart and let those demons play with it!"

Mrs. Xanadu had a serious expression on her face and what she said was creepy. Constantine had a good eye and knew that Mrs. Xanadu in front of him would not be a liar. If he really continued to solve the problem, it is estimated that Raphael would be there tomorrow.

Flying from the United States to him, and then checking the soul on Kit's body and putting an angel mark on it, there would be exciting things to do.

"Tell me what exactly do you want from me!?"

Constantine spread his hands and compromised. Madam Xanadu had already reached this point. She was obviously forced to have no way out. Since she couldn't resist, all that was left was enjoyment. The magic mirror in front of everyone flashed again, and a

The woman was wearing a purple robe and a mask, holding a red skull in her hands. Constantine, who was lying on the sofa, immediately sat up.

"Don't tell me this is Pandora's box. Hasn't this thing been hidden by the US government? Why did it appear in the hands of this woman? How could those American agents let such a thin woman take it?

To Pandora’s Box?!”

"Because her name is Pandora!"

"????..."