The Knights of the DC House

Damian hugged Raven and landed lightly. Wally, who had already dodged away, looked at Damian's little guy's move and was wise enough not to interrupt the atmosphere. Wally was no longer the first brother in love.

It's not like before that I just stupidly went up to join in the fun.

"Thank you... thank you." This was the first time that Raven was held so intimately by someone other than his mother. After being put down gently by Damian, he also stammered his thanks.

Damian, who inherited his master's perfect flirting skills, remained cool and silent. He just turned his head and looked at the residential building they jumped down from before. On the residential building, the flames soaring into the sky had disappeared, as if they had not appeared.

It was the same as before, and the roar that should have been caused by the appearance of a large number of demons became inaudible, as if it had never existed. As for the police cars that came because of the explosion, Damian could not see any of them.

arrive.

A black minivan stopped on the side of the road and rolled down the window, revealing Dick and Calder, who were still wearing casual clothes. "Does anyone need a ride? It's time to go back, Damian, Wally."

"Your name is Damian?" Raven finally knew the name of the young man in front of him and asked again.

"Yes, Damian Wayne, let's go. If you have any questions you don't understand, you have to leave here first. I can see that you are already very tired."

"What about your friends?"

"As the knight said just now, they are my brothers and are much stronger than me. These are all trivial to them."

After saying a few words, Damian picked up Raven again and used the hang glider shaped in the cloak to take her down. Wally, who had been fed dog food for a long time, also ducked into the truck. Dick even

There was no need to ask Ke Wen and Connor how they were doing. They started the car and left this somewhat complicated area. In the residential building, Ke Wen squatted there, and Connor looked at the residents lying in front of them. Kang

Na's air blast combined with Ke Wen's flame bombs was just right, and the extremely destructive flame bombs were directly dispersed by Connor's air blast.

Apart from the high-temperature damage, it has no other effects. It is just right to deal with these humans who are just possessed by demons. They have suffered two kinds of damage from impact and high-temperature roasting. They have little resistance to these physical injuries. The demons who are possessed by them are

With the combo of Ke Wen and Connor, these residents were retreated from them and restored to their original state.

"I feel like I've seen this scene before somewhere before." Looking at this familiar scene, Ke Wen finally remembered the demons he summoned when he first faced Simon Jones in Nasino City.

It seems that just like these guys in front of me, once the object of possession is hit by an irresistible blow, it will withdraw from the object. Moreover, the appearance after possession is no different from the ones Ke Wen first came into contact with.

A little crispier.

"What are you thinking about, Ke Wen." Connor on the side also noticed something was wrong with Ke Wen and asked directly.

"It's nothing, let's go. The demon attached to the body has disappeared, and no serious injuries have occurred. Let them sleep here. It's not a big deal. Let's go. See you at the hotel."

Standing up, Ke Wen walked directly through the glass and left. He was still unsure about some things. As for Raven, he had to go back and listen to Raven's words to determine whether he would be the real ghost father of DC.

By the way, what role does Simon Jones play in this? This is the key point. After all, their mission is to find out the behind-the-scenes efforts to control the public opinion offensive around the world to restrict Zhenglian and carry out super human trafficking.

Who is the organization? Raven is just a part of the mission.

Seeing Ke Wen leaving through the mirror, Connor glanced at the residents lying in the corridor, thought for a while, and directly used the super speed he inherited from Superman to put all the residents into the room, and then put them in the room.

After closing the door and finishing all this in a few minutes, Connor left the residential building and returned to the hotel. As for whether they were in their own room after waking up, Connor didn't care about it.

It's better than a bunch of people lying in the corridor in a haphazard manner~

On the other side, John and Chas, who learned the answer from the Bar of Light, also drove directly to 1274 Enstrom Street, which is located in the suburban part of Los Angeles. Compared with the congested traffic in Los Angeles, many rich people like to go there.

Buy a mansion here on the outskirts of the city and enjoy the tranquility that is different from the hustle and bustle of the city. However, as Chas approached Engstrom Street, John's brows became more and more frowned.

"This is it, No. 1274 Engstrom Street. Why does it look like there's no one there? Isn't this a rich area?" Chas looked at the house number in front of him and the rows of mansions that looked particularly empty at night.

Somewhat unclear.

"Come on, Chas. Didn't you hear what Lucifer just said? There is a demon living here. What kind of neighbor would a demon be? You can try rearranging the letters of the noun Engstrom and you will know.

Here’s the answer.” Opening the car door, John got out of the car, lit a cigarette and said to his friend.

"Huh? Enstrom, Monster?!"

"Isn't that right? This is a street where demons live."

After blowing out a long smoke ring, John walked to the somewhat old door, pulled the door handle, and knocked on it a few times. After a few seconds, the old door opened, and a man with a pig's head and a human body opened.

The guy appeared directly in front of John and Chas. There was no sign of wearing a mask or skin grafting. He was just a real pig's head with a human body. As soon as he opened the door, he made pig noises to John and Chas, but as a ten-year-old boy,

For the two people who started playing the mystery side and dealing with demons a few years ago, such a scene is really nothing surprising.

"The famous John Constantine, please allow me to pay my respects. I never expected that you would come here like this. Please come in." The pig-headed man immediately recognized John's identity and bowed to salute.

John walked in with an indifferent expression, and Chas followed behind him. The two of them also began to look at the somewhat dilapidated mansion in front of them. The aging wooden floors, the smell of rotting meat permeated the air, and the hangings on the walls

Various eye-catching paintings of beings in hell use bright colors to express the pain of those who are tortured by demons in hell. The level of painting is so realistic that even if it is a painting, John and Chas seem to be listening in their ears.

Like the tortured scream of the soul in the painting.

"Please wait a moment, Lord Belur will come down soon. I think he will also be very happy to see you, the famous hell detective John Constantine." The pig-headed man said to John and Chas,

Then it disappeared into darkness.

"The famous Hell Detective? John, what have you been doing in the past ten years?" Chas asked with some confusion as he listened to the pig-headed man's praise of his friend.

"That's a lot, playing cards with demons to win their property, deceiving the First Fallen (note), making them drink the sacred spring, and forcing them to extend my lifespan, oh, the latest one is

I gave an angel a gift and made her become a fallen angel because she lost her purity. Do you want to tell you the details?" John talked about his glorious history like a treasure trove, which made Chas on the side admire his old friend's courage.

.

Playing tricks on demons was fine, but if an angel was involved in such a thing, he estimated that only his friend John Constantine could be the best exorcist in the world. Angels represent purity, and once it is broken

The body was still broken by force. Heaven will not care about you. It will directly send you to hell and make you a fallen angel. Although based on my understanding of John, I estimate that the angel itself is not clean and has fallen elements.

It's a phenomenon, but being able to make others stronger is also a skill.

No wonder John always told himself that he was a guy that heaven wouldn't accept and hell wouldn't dare to ask for. Looking at this situation, he believed it. Listening to John's unique ridicule, waiting in this somewhat abandoned mansion didn't seem to be a kind of thing.

It was a boring thing, but John didn't stay here too long. He put out the cigarette butt in his hand and walked directly towards the lobby in front of him.

"Hey, John, they told us to wait here!" Chas couldn't help but said loudly when he saw his friend walking inside.

"Yes, but I think that pig-headed man just asked you to wait here. Didn't you hear that he had been calling my name before? Stay here and wait for me to come back." Turning to his friend, John said again

Pulling out a cigarette, lighting it, and passing through the red curtain in the lobby, John walked into the corridor filled with candlesticks.

At the end of the corridor, a large door was waiting for John. Without thinking too much, John stepped forward, twisted his handle, and opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, the bloody smell that hit his face almost knocked John over.

In the past, he endured the discomfort and opened the door completely. John was completely stunned by the sight in front of him.

"Blood hell!" Even though he was well-informed, he had to curse because the scene in front of him was like this.

A swimming pool about 15 meters in length was filled with the corpses of young men and women. The thick blood gas even formed a blood mist that filled the room. Even John had to cover his mouth and nose to avoid being fainted by the thick blood gas.

.

"Good evening, John Constantine." A deep voice sounded from the curtain behind John, and a huge figure walked out carrying a glass of blood wine. He was wearing a red bathrobe, gray, pitted skin, and a face similar to a toad.

, yellow pupils.

The demon Belur, the target of John Constantine's trip to Los Angeles, appeared in front of him in such a grand manner.