Meiman: Weaving Myths, Starting From Urban Legends

In an extremely empty factory building.

Expensive high-end sofas, tables and chairs are placed everywhere.

This is a factory area registered and used in the name of "clothing factory", but in a place like Hell's Kitchen, it is obvious that the "clothing factory" is just a cover for the gang's lair.

The so-called clothing factory is actually the lair of the "St. Peter" gang for gatherings. For the violent gang, the expensive furniture is at best the value of selling two bags of washing powder. Therefore, when using high-end furniture Sometimes, they seem to be using disposable items purchased by Pin Xixi.

Even for the elite, the furniture needs to be carefully cared for. Many places on the surface have been burnt by the smoke scars of those high-flying gangsters.

and.

Behind these tables, chairs and sofas are hidden rifles and submachine guns that are definitely controlled firearms. In the United States, even a gun license should not be eligible to hold a repeating firearm.

"Okay, man in windbreaker, the reason I invited you here is very simple. It seems that there are some unclean things active on my site. I need you to use your nagging magic to kill that thing."

The boss of this gang, Peter, is a white man. He is not as handsome as Peter.

He sat on the sofa in an extremely arrogant posture, turned his head and gave the younger brother next to him a look, and the younger brother next to him lighted a cigar for him with great interest.

"It's really a place full of depravity. I'm not surprised that a place like yours will attract the attention of evil spirits... There must be a place for you in hell."

The man sitting opposite Peter, the black boss, was wearing a brown trench coat. It was no wonder that the black boss would call him the man in the trench coat. After all, it was obviously abnormal to keep such a dress in summer.

This is a guy with a shaggy beard and a head of not-so-thinning blond hair. There is a huge mismatch between such exuberant hair and his clear London accent.

"Hahahaha, I like your praise. Even if we go to hell, we will be the devil everyone fears. Therefore, there will definitely be a place for us in hell!" Peter, the black boss, did not express the curse of the man in the windbreaker. He didn't show the slightest annoyance, but instead showed a happy expression.

The ignorant are fearless.

The man in the windbreaker chuckled lightly.

He didn't explain the situation about hell to Boss Hei.

"Crack~"

Seeing that Boss Hei was poisoning himself with cigars, he didn't just sit still. He lit a cigarette for himself backhand, intending to hurt each other with Boss Hei.

"Listen, your name is Constantine, right? On the territory of the St. Peter's gang, no one is allowed to make trouble, even if it is a ghost, she will have to pay for it."

"Get rid of that ghost who likes to torture and kill humans, and the 20,000 USD is yours." The black boss Peter sternly slapped two thick stacks of USD on the table.

from his words.

It also directly revealed the identity of the man in the windbreaker.

Constantine.

In a world of American comics, it can be said to be a famous magician, or it can be said to be a notorious magician.

This man is a scholar who believes in pragmatism and has dabbled in many systems of magic. He is also a magic villain who is good at everything but not proficient in everything.

In terms of liking the power of whoring mysterious things for free, Constantine may have a lot of talk with Ancient One.

"to be honest."

Constantine glanced at the drug addicts around him, and then looked at the dollar bills placed on the table, with a mocking expression on his face.

"Normally, I'd think you guys deserve the spirit's vengeance, but I owe you a big debt to your Gypsy grandma."

finished.

Constantine stretched out his hand directly and stuffed 20,000 USD into his windbreaker pocket. Boss Hei did not stop his actions, but issued a warning to him.

"Man in windbreaker, if you took my money, you'd better solve my troubles, otherwise, even if you have friendship with my grandma, I will let you know that St. Peter is not easy to mess with."

Boss Hei had a ferocious expression on his face.

but.

But it didn't scare Constantine.

"You call yourself St. Peter? Man, that's not some title you can take off yourself, and you don't want to know the consequences of it."

Constantine didn't intend to continue to give Hei Boss some science, he picked up a black toolbox from his side, and while opening it, he promised Hei Boss.

"Trust me, exorcism, I'm a professional... According to the description of your subordinates, what we are looking for may be a spirit body, the spirit of a lunatic who chose to commit suicide because of anxiety about his appearance."

Constantine started looking around in his toolbox.

"Uh... well, what then?"

Boss Hei saw that Constantine was carrying a lot of exorcism props, but he didn't know what was going on. He looked at Constantine with some anticipation and curiosity.

"What else? Then, we just need to find it and put it where it belongs." Constantine dug out a watch-like object from the toolbox.

It was a bracelet with a bone texture throughout, and a huge gemstone wrapped in the center. Constantine put the bracelet on his own hand without saying a word.

"Whoever encountered that evil spirit, it's you, right, young man, come to me quickly." Constantine looked at a gang member she had asked before.

Under the sign of the black boss Peter, although the gang member was a little apprehensive, he still stood in front of Constantine, and he stared nervously at the bracelet on Constantine's wrist.

"What's the use of this thing?"

The young gangster fears his soul will be sucked out.

"Relax, it won't do you any harm, it's just a detector." After Constantine explained, he took a deep breath and began to cast the spell.

"The spirit of darkness between matter and time, please show your figure in front of me, reveal the secrets of the past for me, and show me the afterimage of the past!"

Can't tell which language it is.

Anyway.

None of the gangsters present could understand Constantine's words. As he uttered the spell, the bracelet on his wrist began to emit light.

"What does it mean?"

The black boss Peter is very curious.

"The light is blue, which proves that your person has indeed come into contact with a certain spirit body. I only need to rely on this to find the evil spirit that is causing trouble in the world."

Constantine was extremely satisfied when he saw that his spellcasting went smoothly. He showed a relaxed smile and prepared to pour himself some "pre-battle wine" to refresh himself.

"Um, will your toy change color?"

There was some surprise in Peter's tone.

"definitely, my friend, it comes in many colors."

Constantine poured a glass of wine and gulped it down his throat.

"If it turns red, what does it mean?"

Peter's question rang out again, and Constantine, who was drinking with her head up, responded with a vague voice while continuing to drink expensive spirits.

"If this thing turns red, we won't be so relaxed, that means..." Constantine put down his glass, only then did he realize that Boss Hei's inquiry was not just out of curiosity.

A bracelet on his wrist.

At the moment.

It is actually exuding red light.

Constantine's pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole person suddenly became tense.

"What does that mean?"

The voice of the black boss Peter was a little nervous.

"It means... the evil spirit has arrived!"

Not Constantine's response.

It's a cold, emotionless female voice that can make people feel like falling into an ice cave!

So close!

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