The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"Constantine, what did you want to say when you called me out?

If what you say is nonsense, then I will definitely knock out some of your teeth."

Rumlow and Constantine walked into the convenience store a few blocks outside the Buster Building...

Martial law has been enforced around the Buster Building, and ordinary people have completed the evacuation.

So even if you want to buy something, you have to walk a little further.

Rumlow was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and looking at it.

It's said to be looking at it, but actually it's just to look at the alcohol content...

After getting used to the taste of strong liquor, Rumlow gradually couldn't go back to the time when he liked beer...

Of course, wine is not a good thing for ordinary people.

If drinking in moderation is good for your health, it’s not just for people who don’t drink…

These words are for those drunkards who are addicted to alcohol...

For normal people, alcohol begins to cause harm the moment it enters the body.

Fortunately, the nephalem's body cannot be generalized to that of ordinary people.

The damage caused by wine is somewhat similar to that of poison, and the nephalem have pretty good poison resistance...

"I just want to ask you if you have thought about how to face the archangel."

As Constantine spoke, he refilled his cigarette.

This move made Rumlow frown.

"This place is a public place, you must at least ask my opinion before you smoke."

Rumlow looked unhappy.

Cigarettes are also very harmful to people...

Carbon dioxide and tar will affect the body's oxygen circulation... and even kill many red blood cells...

Just like drinking with Rumlow, Nephalem are different from ordinary people...

The reason for Rumlow's displeasure was simply that he was choked.

Normal people don’t like the taste of secondhand smoke, but some people just don’t care... ①

"As for the Archangel, that's not something I need to worry about.

My only thought now is to find those bastard Hydras and find the list of victims!

Otherwise, even if I want to atone for my sins, I won’t be able to find a victim.”

Rumlow directly picked up all the wine on the shelf and planned to check out.

What Constantine said is not nonsense.

It's just that Rumlow has no plans to take care of the archangel yet.

One is that he can't control it, and he can't even defeat it...

At least now it seems that those archangels have a pretty good attitude towards ordinary people.

If Malthael only wanted to cause trouble for people related to demons, then most ordinary people would not be targeted.

Since then, Rumlow didn't care much anymore.

"You don't think those archangels don't have any thoughts about human beings, do you?

If so, I can only say that you are naive.

Every power has a price.

As a nephalem, you are also taking risks for the nephalem.

To put it bluntly, it can still be considered a fair deal.

But what about the archangels? None of them told us what they wanted.

We only know the codenames and names of the Archangels.

You say you trust those archangels? Stop joking!

If you trust others indiscriminately, that would be the most ridiculous thing.

You used to be an agent, although you were only responsible for combat matters.

But you have to be a little skeptical, right?"

Constantine's words seemed to arouse Rumlow's anger.

He said these words rudely and directly, but Rumlow didn't even turn his head, he just went to the front desk to pay with a large handful of wine in his arms.

Obviously, no matter whether Rumlow was a little shaken in his heart, he had no intention of telling Constantine.

This result is pretty good, at least much better than Rumlow's direct and righteous rejection.

"Keep the change, please."

Rumlow took out a knife from his backpack, counted enough to pay the bill, and put it directly on the table.

Then I picked up a packing bag and started packing the wine.

The clerk in front of him was just an ordinary person, so Rumlow didn't stuff the wine into his backpack in front of him.

"Hey, get me two packs of silk cards and add them to his wine."

Constantine walked up to Rumlow and patted Rumlow on the shoulder, as if the two were good friends.

"I can pay you, but we are just acquaintances, not good friends.

It's best to have some distance between you and me."

Rumlow rolled his eyes.

Then he watched the clerk in front of him take out a shotgun from under the counter...

"Are you planning to rob?"

Rumlow glanced at the clerk in front of him.

This experience is indeed a bit novel.

Rumlow, who was originally a Hydra, lived in a high-end apartment, and the security in that place was very good.

Although he has also been to places like convenience stores in alleys in this neighborhood when he was on missions.

But when a team of agents is on an arrest mission, they will never encounter robbers...

This was the first time he encountered someone robbing him.

"Um, please hurry up, little clerk.

I want two packs of silk cards.

Of course, if you have a whole one here, I’d like it too.”

Constantine didn't even look at the shotgun in front of him, but said a few words casually and continued to harass Rumlow.

"Man, let me tell you.

Manpower is sometimes scarce, and it is not a big deal to occasionally rely on the power of angels or demons.

But you must at least know who the enemies and friends of mankind are!

According to my many years of experience, the only friend of mankind is mankind itself.

The enemies of mankind are all those other than mankind who want to gain something from mankind.

Well, little brother, don't pull me with the barrel of a gun.

I'm talking about the right thing.

If you want to rob, you should point your gun at this guy, not me!

Look at how strong he is, and look at me again. Let me tell you that I was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer a few days ago.

I’m just like having a good smoke now.”

Constantine had a direct conversation with both parties...

It’s not that he didn’t tell the truth, at best he didn’t speak clearly...

Constantine did suffer from lung cancer a few days ago.

Now I really want to have a good smoke.

The problem is that his lung cancer has been cured.

Although the treatment method is to remove the damaged internal organs and grow new ones.

But who can say that this method of treatment is not effective?

This treatment method is healthier and faster than cloning your own organs and transplanting them...

Except for the brain, which cannot be treated in this way, other injuries can basically be treated in this way.

So the clerk's gun turned to Rumlow's side again.

“Boy, if you don’t put down the gun, I’m going to stuff your head into your back door!

Don’t ask me how I did it, I just broke your spine and forced it to bend!”

Rumlow glared at the gun-toting clerk.

This guy doesn't sound like a good person.

It's a little darkened, but not to the point where it won't make you feel uncomfortable.

Taking him to the hospital is also a good idea.

"boom!"

Gunshots were fired.

Then the gun-wielding clerk was wounded in the face by the exploding shotgun...

As for how the gun exploded, it was because Rumlow stuffed his fingers into the barrel...

This thing seems to have something to do with air pressure.②

But even without air pressure, these ammunition can't hurt Rumlow.

"Constantine, everyone says you are a nuisance.

I agree with this evaluation more and more.

Although you have some strength now, if you don’t want to suffer from the dark circles under your eyes, then shut up and get out!"

Rumlow didn't get back the money he gave.

It is normal to have to pay for things.

As for the robbery, that's another matter.

"Well, I'll go get two packs of silk cards first.

I never have enough cigarettes."

Constantine shrugged his shoulders, and then walked directly behind the counter to choose.

Rumlow has already shown his extraordinary side, so there is no need to pretend to leave with a pile of wine.

He simply put the wine into his backpack and left the scene.

If an outsider comes in at this time, Constantine will most likely be regarded as the murderer.

The clerk was unconscious on the ground with blood on his face, and Constantine was picking and choosing behind the counter.

This looks like a crime...

"Archangel, you saw it.

It's not like I didn't tell them about you.

It's just that you really can't make them trust anything.

Although this also has the influence of those old Nephalem, I think you still need to reflect on your own problems.

Faith has a large audience in this country, but you also know that they do not believe in your doctrines such as kindness.

Rather, I believe that there is a heaven and a hell.

When they believe in you, it's not so they can go to heaven, but just so they don't go to hell.

These guys knew very well what they had done.

So don't make things difficult for me.

I really have no way to make you become the mainstream of faith."

Constantine said casually while choosing the cigarettes he wanted.

It's like someone is listening.

Constantine doesn't do anything that doesn't make sense...

Even if this guy sells out his back door, it still makes sense...

He would not be bored and play tricks on the air with random thoughts.

"If I had a choice, I would also want to be a good person.

But I later discovered that being a good person is hard to do.

Not only are you threatened by demons, but you are also threatened by humans.

Then you have to be manipulated by heaven.

What do you mean by being a good person?

Do you want to do good deeds without leaving a name? Or do you want to go to hell after I die?"

Constantine was still thinking.

But the guy he contacted never showed up.

…

"There seems to be something wrong with Constantine.

He seems to be really testing me? But I'm not sure, after all, I'm not an agent who is good at intelligence investigation.

I'm only good at fighting."

Rumlow said while pressing the earphone with one hand.

In his free hand, he held a wine bottle without a bottleneck...

"Constantine is really not good at collecting information.

This guy is very good at lying. I don't think even a lie detector can detect this guy's lies.

If there is no other way, you can send him directly to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.

Vera will soon arrive at the Holy Mountain of Harrogas. Anyway, Constantine is a demon hunter.

It’s normal to hand him over to Vera!”

Luke's voice came through the headphones...

Luke didn't just wait around in the Buster Building during this period.

He and Jessica are splitting up.

Luke was looking for demons to deal with in the streets and alleys, and asked for information from the demons.

There's no shortage of struggles between these demonic bosses.

But the demons kept silent about their superiors' information.

So Luke changed the question and asked for information about the enemies of these demonic bosses.

If you take it, you will be able to collect information about the devil very clearly...

As for the demon who confessed the problem, Luke did not leave him alive...

The demons of the Burning Hell don't like the contract very much.

These things make it look like they are going to do bad things and have it written directly on their faces.

Telling information about other demons is actually dragging other demons into trouble. No one knows how much of it is due to jealousy.

But thinking about it, there is something like jealousy that is indispensable.

After all, the jealous king is still fooling around outside...

If this guy didn't take the opportunity to add some personal goods, he wouldn't be considered a jealous king.

Luke learned the information about Vera from Jessica.

Jessica has directly integrated into the circle of barbarian ancestors.

After all, it is the continuation of Orak's bloodline, and Cassius and Kotur are looking after it.

There is no resistance to Jessica integrating into the circle of her ancestors...

So she knew about these things much earlier than Rumlow and the others outside.

"Why don't you contact Natasha first?

Maybe she has a way to extract information from Constantine."

Rumlow made a suggestion.

But this suggestion is not very good...

"I think we should tie him up directly.

Then he pulled down the doorway of the Elder’s temple and kicked it!

I remember this guy was not a tough guy.

As long as it's not a matter of life and death for mankind, this guy will surrender faster than I can get laid."

Luke hesitated for a moment and then gave a solution.

Although this method sounds extremely crude, it surprisingly makes people want to do it...

"Isn't this appropriate?"

Rumlow hesitated.

“We can’t gather that many people for circle kicking.

The Temple of the Elders is really too big.

How about you call someone over and we can do it directly at Buster Building?

Although the image of barbarians is not very friendly, everyone in the place is familiar.

There should be no outsiders telling the truth."

Rumlow offered his thoughts and suggestions...

"You mean Archangel?

Is the Archangel going to interfere in the internal affairs of the Nephalem?"

Rumlow pouted.

The ancestors on the Holy Mountain have taught how to face the Archangel.

That’s what he loves!

The worst case scenario is a fight!

Anyway, the Nephalem and the High Heavens are friends, not superiors or subordinates.

As long as the high-level heavens are not fools, they will not break up with the Nephalem at this time!

This place is no place of refuge!

The archangels are no longer qualified to torment the Nephalem like they did back then.

There are only a few angels out there nowadays.

Even if Malthael, the Archangel of Wisdom, returns to his position, there will be no way for the high-level heaven to explode a large number of troops in a short period of time!

If the archangels don't have enough of them now, how can they give advice on the Nephalem's actions?

"I'm just a little worried.

Archangels are definitely not as harmless as they seem.

And have you forgotten that there are two angels transformed from humans?"

Luke said helplessly.

Two angels transformed from humans, one is Johnny, the other is Father Anderson...

These two guys go looking for a local paradise when Alanya Spider Queen shows up at Buster Towers...

None of these were missed in the surveillance of Buster Tower.

All of them have become one of the most watched materials.

"You mean those two guys went to blast troops for high-level heaven?"

Rumlow's face squeezed out a few streaks...

It looked like he wanted to have a fight.