The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

After Midnight's repeated "enthusiasm" to save him, Constantine expressed his reluctance and left a declaration of "I will come back", which made Midnight's father happy and moved him to tears for a while.

It can be seen that the friendship between the two is so deep that it makes the listeners sad and the listeners cry!

After all, friends are used less and less these days. Considering that if he encounters difficulties in the future, he will not have anyone to sacrifice to him, Constantine has repeatedly expressed that he will never forget Midnight, an old friend.

Midnight Daddy was very happy after hearing this and even performed an impromptu rap for Constantine on the spot.

only......

I just can’t quite understand the content of the rap, it may be the language of a certain tribe in the Mediterranean.

...

The two said goodbye at midnight, walked out of the bar and went to the street.

In order to send Constantine away, Midnight even gave them his newly bought car and keys. He just asked these two plague gods to leave quickly and never come back again.

"Sit tight, friend."

Constantine got into the car, with a cigarette in his mouth and one hand on the steering wheel, saying: "Remember to put on your seat belt. My speed is beyond your imagination. Don't expect me to brake!"

"Drive quickly."

Lord sighed helplessly. He just wanted to complete the mission and go back quickly. Being with Constantine was too torturous.

Who can understand the pain of knowing the direction of the plot in advance but not being able to spoil it?

He could obviously tell Constantine directly that Gabriel was the mastermind behind the scenes. But because the spoilers might attract the attention of the bosses in heaven and hell, he could only watch Constantine slowly reason out and solve the case. This feeling is simply

It's terrible!

Los Angeles at three in the morning.

A car was speeding on the empty road. As Constantine said, he couldn't step on the accelerator when driving.

"Wait...do you smell anything?"

Constantine was holding the steering wheel with one hand and holding a cigarette with the other. Suddenly, he frowned slightly and smelled a special smell coming.

Lord sniffed it and said, "It seems...the smell of sulfur, right?"

"Smell of sulfur?"

Constantine's expression suddenly changed. This is not good news, because the smell of sulfur and the demons in hell are generally inextricably linked!

The next second, just when Constantine wanted to remind Lord to be careful, he suddenly felt the car body shaking violently, and then it was overturned by a sudden and huge force!

The car was thrown high into the air, and then fell at an extremely fast speed. Lord reacted very quickly, grabbed Constantine's shirt collar, kicked open the front windshield, and threw him out first.

!

For some reason, Constantine suddenly felt a little familiar.

The next moment, Constantine finally knew why he felt so familiar.

Boom!

This time it flew sideways again, and there happened to be a telephone pole on the side of the road. The collision of flesh and iron erupted with the most heart-wrenching sound, and another scream from Constantine!

"my waist!!!"

Constantine's anger was mixed with pain. He clutched his waist and fell to the ground, wailing, glaring at the culprit: "Did you do it on purpose? This is already the second time!"

"Well....."

Lord looked embarrassed. He really didn't do it on purpose this time, it was completely accidental and coincidental.

The only thing to blame is Constantine's own bad luck. Who allowed him to fly out when there happened to be a telephone pole on the side of the road?

"Fake! You definitely did it on purpose!"

Constantine was about to cry but had no tears. He rubbed his painful waist and doubted whether he would die.

In response, Lord could only show an awkward but polite smile, but his eyes drifted towards the crashed car unconsciously, and he suddenly started to murmur in his heart.

If he remembers correctly...

This seems to be the third car that was destroyed, right?

It's okay to say once or twice, but this is the third time. Each time, they were suddenly attacked while riding in a car. Could it be that these villains specialize in destroying vehicles?

Lord suddenly felt a deep malice. He might have been cursed by a vehicle killer named Joe!

Zila Zila!

On both sides of the deserted street, bright electric lights suddenly began to flicker, alternating rapidly between light and dark, and accompanied by short-circuited wires, creating a strange scene like the prelude to a ghost movie.

Constantine knows this trick.

I don't know why, but generally all demons seem to break light bulbs or wires before appearing on stage to show their identity, thereby creating a weird and terrifying atmosphere.

Constantine shouted into the darkness: "Get out of here, devil!"

Bang bang!

The lights on both sides of the road suddenly shattered, and the wires seemed to be forcibly torn off by some force. When they fell to the ground, sparks erupted, twisting and dancing like crazy snakes.

A pungent smell of sulfur suddenly filled the air, followed by the sound of hard-soled cowhide shoes colliding with the ground from the dark shadows.

A figure gradually walked out of the darkness. Under the illumination of the moonlight, Lord and Constantine saw the figure clearly.

"It's you! Baldasha!"

Constantine was shocked, obviously he didn't expect that the other party would come to his door so soon!

Baldasha, who was dressed in a suit and tie with a slung back and a spirited young man, had a cold look on his face and said murderously: "Constantine, you are dead tonight, no one can save you!"

"I don't think so~"

Constantine shrugged and said indifferently: "Originally, I wanted to kill you with my own hands, but unfortunately you were a little too anxious to die."

"Hahaha......"

Baldasha's eyes boiled with murderous intent, and he said with a ferocious smile: "You want to kill me? You don't even have the tools to exorcise demons. Are you planning to expel me with your mouth?"

"Of course not, just rely on friends."

Constantine calmly lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. After taking a deep breath, he spit it out at Baldasha provocatively.

joke!

Constantine travels around the world, does he rely on props and magic to exorcise demons?

of course not!

He relies on his friends and teammates to exorcise demons!

"friend?"

Baldasha was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that there was actually a man standing next to Constantine.

This person looks... so weak!

It didn't make him feel that there was any threat to him at all.

"Constantine, is your brain damaged by cigarettes?"

Baldasha felt that he had been underestimated, murderous intent filled his violent eyes, and the smell of sulfur from hell became more severe.

"You...didn't go to the midnight bar today?"

Constantine took a puff of cigarette and asked something incomprehensible.

"No, why are you asking this? Do you want to delay time and wait for Midnight to save you?" Baldasha's mind was a little confused, thinking that Constantine was placing his hope on Midnight.

"No, it's nothing, I understand."

Constantine grinned, his eyes were very kind and kind, and said: "Dear Lord, remember to give him a breath, we still have many questions to ask him."