Chapter 153 Constable Angel Dawson (Second update)
“Is this the method Mephisto told you at that time?”
Angel looked at Constantine in front of him, He spoke calmly while feeling the power flowing through his body like water from a pond.
"If that idiot had not violated the verbal agreement, I probably would not have chosen this method to save my life."
Constantine threw the burned cigarette butt on the ground and started again. He took out a cigarette.
Mephisto's so-called cure for his cancer was just to paralyze his body with a little bit of power.
Where can the clone who can't even connect to hell get the power to cure his cancer?
While Constantine was deceiving Mephisto, the cunning demon was also deceiving him.
Making a verbal agreement with the devil will only lead to this result.
Constantin has long been used to it.
"So this is why you didn't want to tell me."
Angel walked up to Constantine quietly.
The eyes are calm with compassion, and also contain a glimmer of hope.
"Yes, I always hurt the friends around me, but you are the only one I deliberately calculated."
Constantine touched all over his body, but couldn't find anything. Take out his lighter.
In the end, I had to give up this plan.
"John Constantine, you will become the biggest enemy of Section 13."
The bayonet in the priest's hand hit the protection prompted by Angel's power.
"Father Alexander Anderson, haven't you attacked me enough? You will eventually forgive me, because I am a traitor with thirty silver coins and straw ropes in my hands!"
Constantine suddenly turned around and shouted with an angry tone he had never seen before!
"John, you've always been like this."
Gabriel's figure suddenly appeared here, wearing pure white clothes, with bare feet on the ground.
“You have never believed it, so you don’t mind betraying me. You have chosen to live this way, and your embarrassing wailing is regarded as an unbearable past event, so you show it to others with frivolity and exaggeration.”
< br>"Don't tell me you know me very well, angel."
Constantine dismissed Gabriel's statement.
"I can cure you, right? John?"
Angel walked up to Constantine and gave him a hug.
Not pity, but hope.
Constantine's body stiffened instantly. He had hugged others countless times, with a smile, a mask, and even a strong sense of malice.
But this was the first time someone took the initiative to hug him.
"Yes, Angel. From now on you will be just Angel."
Constantine said in the most affectionate tone of his life.
Then he pushed Angel away and even pushed him to the ground.
"Father Alexander Anderson, we will talk again in the future, but today, separation is the only way."
"You will throw thirty silver coins into God's place, and then use your hands to Hang yourself with a straw rope? You are a traitor but not a traitor, an apostle but not an apostle..."
The bayonets in Father Anderson's hand all turned back into book pages, gathered into a Bible, which he held in his hand.
"John Constantine, I will see you again, I think it won't be too late."
The Bible turned into pages and surrounded Father Anderson .
Saint Angel is disappearing, and Officer Angel Dawson is reappearing.
The priest's mission has failed, so he has to go back directly to resume his life.
The page disappeared, and Anderson left with it.
"Constantine, it seems that you no longer plan to take Angel with you."
Gabriel stepped on the edge of the magic circle with his bare feet.
“My friends are always in trouble, so I don’t want to make new friends.”
Constantine took off the cigarette from his mouth and stood next to Gabriel Across from each other, the two men stared into each other's eyes. "Remember the feather that the Supreme Mage gave to Angel? You actually lost to the devil this time."
Gabriel looked at Constantine funny.
The feathers that were ripped off from the angel Manny at that time contained the power that once belonged to Gabriel.
That one feather was enough to cure Constantine of his cancer.
“When I saw you, I thought Angel gave you the feather.”
Constantine said in a calm yet downcast tone.
"John, I think being a police officer is more suitable for me. Saint is too heavy an identity."
Angel slowly started to fight and looked at his elbow. scratched his face, and then walked behind Constantine expressionlessly.
"That's great, dear Angel, you can fight on the front line again, and then go to church to repent."
Constantine turned around with a smile, and then said: He just slapped him hard on the face.
"Well, you know, I'm a police officer from the Major Crime Squad, and I'm not an idiot who can be deceived by you!"
The moment Angel slapped him, the magic circle stopped. operation.
All the power in Angel's body disappeared, and naturally the magic circle lost its effect.
“What a powerful forehand...”
Pop!
"And a precise backhand."
Angel walked directly out of the ineffective magic circle, and the holy light on her body was exhausted.
"I'm going back now, what are you going to do?"
Angel waved his hand and looked at Constantine, whose face was swollen on both sides. Then he took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it away.
“The thank you gift I prepared earlier was originally intended to be given to you when we parted.”
Constantine lit the fire and lit his cigarette.
"I originally planned to go back. I might be able to find some business there."
Constantine suddenly remembered the agent who kept saying "I'm thinking", and he was a little confused.
"After all, those secret agencies probably need professionals like me, and they can also protect me, who is fragile." (There are a sufficient number of knife blockers over there)
Constantine He said, then took a deep breath.
"Is this what health feels like? It's amazing!"
Constantine, who showed no signs of coughing, felt very comfortable. He hadn't felt such smooth breathing in a long time.
“Then go back!”
Angel held the St. Fangansa contract in his hand and threw it casually.
Gabriel's figure suddenly disappeared again.
Just like the angel Manny who had his waist removed at that time, he came and went without a trace.
“I also want to ask Gabriel if his wings have grown back.”
Constantine said casually.
Of course it didn't grow back, it was directly broken by Bulcasso in anger.
Even though Gabriel has regained his strength, he now doesn't even do anything to spread his wings to show his identity.
The barely healed wound made its wings look ugly.
“I just want to know, what should I do with this contract?”
Angel threw the St. Fangansa contract to Constantine, but Constantine did not pick it up.
Then the contract flew past Constantine and fell to the ground, landing just on Carter Shirey's chest.
“Let’s bury them together. No one knows the location of the unopened contract anyway.”
Constantine said casually.
Writing now!
(End of this chapter)