The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

Children of Midnight? What is that? I've never heard of it.

"Is Your Excellency really an ordinary person? It is precisely because we have found that you are different, so we hope that you can join, after all, in this way to avoid all unnecessary dangers.

"What can I do, it's just a mediocre worker, why don't you cooperate with S.H.I.E.L.D.?" They are professional in this regard. Lance pouted, scoffing at his words.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.? I don't think they're professional, they're just violent institutions that serve the power of the state, and even more so they don't know anything about it.

Bartirino shook his head in disgust in the same way, seemingly disdainful of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Our goal is to destroy those evil beings, I came to you for another purpose, we detected that there were demons around your area during this time, and after our repeated confirmation, you are the target of that unknown demon."

Demon? Really fake?

Lance was lost in thought, he did not notice the existence of the demon, and Kaos did not remind him, which meant that the so-called demon was really weak, and he could not be threatened.

But this still made him a little puzzled, when did he offend the devil again? Could it be that monster?

"No doubt, I'm not lying, it's a very strong smell, and we've sent people to track it down, I believe that we will soon be able to find out the demon's lair, and when the time comes, we will be able to eliminate that demon and your crisis will be lifted."

Batilino's voice was unhurried, and there was a confident pride in his words, and it seemed that he was full of confidence in the child of midnight.

After destroying the cigarette butt in his hand, Bartirino looked at him and said, "Besides, you should have fought with some kind of modified demon creature in the first place, right?"

"Why should I trust you?"

Lance, who chewed bubble gum, still looked very calm: "Your words are too untrustworthy, and you are not very worthy of my trust."

Bartirino was not angry, he still kept smiling, stretched out his right hand and spread it flat, and in the blink of an eye, a reddish-yellow flame appeared in his palm, this flame emitted terrifying heat, and even the air became distorted.

Lance's eyes narrowed, this guy...

It looks like there are two brushes.

"This flame in my hand is called hellfire, it can burn souls, whether it is a human or a monster, as long as it is contaminated with hellfire, even a little spark will be destroyed."

Bartirino smiled a little proudly and said, "How is it? If I were you, I would definitely choose to join.

Although the man seemed a little middle or exaggerated, Lance decided to say something he knew.

"Yes, I did come across a monster at the beginning, and it smelled very strange, with a strange smell and sulfur smell, which was indeed a little disgusting." Lance recalled meeting the snake-like monster and did not answer directly.

"It's not impossible to join you, but I want to know, how many of you are there? Is there a salary? Is it insured? Can I be reimbursed after an injury? Will there be a bonus for KPI prominence? Is there a meal supplement with oil and the like?

A series of questions disturbed Bartirino's thoughts, he had thought of many words that Lance would refuse, but he had never thought about it, and he was stunned on the sofa for a while and did not know what to say.

"We ... There were only four people... Wages...... Nor is it. After saying that, he was also a little embarrassed, it seems that the people of the Children of Midnight are all at their own expense?

It seems that it is necessary to have a meeting to discuss the future pension issue when going back....

"So, you don't have anything, and I might still pay for it myself after I join you?" A surprised Lance was a little incredulous.

He's okay with his brain, right? Do you have to post money to the organization if you work for nothing? The capitalists are ashamed of themselves when they see it.

Batilino knew that he had planted it this time, and a look of disappointment flashed under his eyes, and he pinched the flame in his hand and said: "In that case, I will leave first, but if Your Excellency encounters that demon, please be sure to contact me as soon as possible."

With that, he stood up and turned to leave.

Looking at his back, Lance always felt that this guy seemed to be hiding something.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Lance shook his head, shook the thoughts in his mind, looked at the time, it was a little late, yes, today's life ideals have not been negotiated.

Dead.

Lance, wearing a pair of big pants, lay naked on the bed with his eyes closed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep, he felt that his spirit was a little excited, and he didn't know if he slept for a long time or didn't fight much in the past few days.

At this time, his ears suddenly moved, and there seemed to be some movement outside.

Is it Lorna? Lance opened his eyes and got out of bed to the window, sticking his head out, and three dark shadows stood at the door of Lorna's house whispering, as if talking about something.

And at this time the door of her house was open, and it seemed that someone had entered it.

At this moment, two strong men inside walked out with Lorna, now wearing a black pajamas, her hair was casually tied behind her head, her eyes were full of anger, and she was struggling with something stuffed in her mouth.

Worst!

Lance, who couldn't care so much, changed his expression greatly, turned over and jumped from the second floor, and the moment his body landed, he turned into an afterimage and came to Lorna's side, reaching out and grabbing the arms of the two strong men next to him who were holding Lorna and pinching them hard.

"Click!" The sound of bone cracking sounded.

The two guys who were caught off guard suddenly cried out in pain, and at the same time let go of the hand that grabbed Lorna.

Lance pulled her to her side to check, reached out and took out the cloth in her mouth, Lorna had some bruises on her body, a little red and swollen on her brain, and seemed to have suffered a lot of grievances.

"What's going on?" Lance looked serious.

Lorna shook her head and reached out to grab Lance's arm and look at him, tears welling up in her eyes: "They... It's coming to get me!

"It's okay, I'm there." Lance reached out to wipe the tears from Lorna's cheeks to comfort her, but when she was about to say something more, she was interrupted by the unsightly gangsters next to her.

"Boy, stop pretending to be garlic! Can you pass the gun quickly by sneak attack? Well...... The figure is not bad, tonight, I will take you down, and then catch her!" Let me crotch me beg for mercy! Hahaha!! The

rough man laughed maniacally, took out a pistol and pointed it at Lance as he spoke, and Lance, who was still gently comforting Lorna, changed his eyes and said: "Lorna, you go first."

But she was a little uneasy about Lance facing these fierce and evil guys alone: "But you..." "

I'm fine, trust me, you go back first." Lance patted her shoulder, and Lorna hesitated, then nodded and turned to get into the room.