Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 56 14. Bad People

"This place is Papa Midnight's domain."

In a small box in the nightclub, Constantine leaned on the sofa, devouring a plate of macaroni, and said to Merlin:

"That vicious voodoo master has been running his nightclub here since more than ten years ago. This is a neutral zone, and anyone is welcome to come and drink, provided that there is no trouble here, otherwise Papa Midnight will be very upset, and then Someone is going to be unlucky."

"Well, is that so?"

Merlin nodded, no wonder there are so many different kinds in this nightclub, they can still get along peacefully, it turns out that there are special people to maintain order.And it sounds like a tough character.

He took a sip of his wine, looked at Konstantin, who was eating ugly in front of him, frowned and said:

"Have you not eaten for a few days?"

"One more plate!"

Constantine wiped his mouth and threw the plate aside. He didn't feel the slightest bit of embarrassment. While wiping his mouth with a tissue, he said to Merlin:

"I only arrived in New York 4 months ago. I have been living in London before. Everything in New York is good, the girls are also very enthusiastic, and the weather is much better than London. The only bad thing is the speed of spending money here. Too fast, and too slow to make money."

"I just spent the last coin in my pocket today, and I met you, Merlin. I'm so lucky, aren't I?"

Merlin shook his head, he pressed the button to call the waiter, and then said to Constantine in front of him:

"Konstantin, I'm very skeptical now, are you really a wizard? Are all wizards so miserable?"

"Then you have to see who you compare with. By the way, just call me John."

The young Constantine stretched out his hand to brush his hair. He took out a cigarette from Merlin's cigarette case, and while he lit it himself, he answered Merlin's question:

"Don't look at me being so down and out now, but I'm much luckier than those dark wizards who were hunted down by demon hunters."

"At least I have sound limbs, and I can still enjoy life, and I haven't made myself a human, a ghost, or a ghost because of various accidents. But compared with those orthodox wizards with a good life, then I am even a tramp It doesn't even count."

The 22-year-old Constantine is very good at observing the situation. He noticed that Merlin seemed to be very interested in wizards and magic. All said out.

"You can't imagine how extravagant orthodox wizards are, especially those from pure-blood families. They have a long history and accumulated a lot of wealth very early, especially those isolated guys in Hogsmeade village. ..I heard that a normal lunch of theirs costs 10 Galleons!"

"The concept of money is meaningless to those old bastards."

Having said that, Constantine looked envious, while Merlin noticed some of the details, and he asked:

"Hogsmeade? And Galleons?"

"Oh, that's a purely wizarding village in England. They reject all Muggles, that is, ordinary people. As for Galleons, that's the currency used among wizards."

Constantine explained:

"A gold Galleon is roughly equal to 5 pounds, or 7 dollars. You can only exchange these things in the banks of goblins. Speaking of which, Merlin, why are you looking for wizards?"

"They're all stuffy and hard to deal with, and not every wizard is as easygoing as I am... oh thanks."

Before Constantine finished speaking, a waiter put a large plate of food in front of Constantine's eyes. The latter thanked him, and then moved his fingers, ready to start eating.

He casually said to Merlin:

"Especially because you still carry the aura of demons on your body. Orthodox wizards hate demons and devils. Any behavior related to demons is a sin in their eyes."

"I think it's a sin too, John."

Merlin finished drinking the wine in his hand, and he said to Constantine:

"Can you help me undo this sin?"

"Release?"

Konstantin, who was devouring something, raised his head and looked at Merlin. He shrugged:

"I can't, and even if I could, I wouldn't."

"why?"

Merlin frowned and asked, his constant questioning seemed to make Constantine a little impatient, the latter stopped eating and said to Merlin:

"Because that's risky!"

"The demons are a bunch of bitches. They are more troublesome than the devil. They will not reason with you. Once I touch the dark power in your body, it is likely to attract the attention of the demons. At that time, your trouble will be became my problem."

The bohemian guy shrugged:

"And I've had enough trouble."

Merlin nodded, no longer insisting on this matter.He understood what Constantine meant and could understand it.

A few minutes later, Constantine finished eating, he let out a moan in comfort, picked up the beer on the table, took a sip for himself, then wiped his mouth, looked at the pensive Merlin, his eyes rolled Turn, pretending to be mysterious and saying:

"Thank you for your hospitality, my friend Merlin. Although I can't solve your current troubles, if you can give me $500, I can give you the advice you desperately need."

Merlin froze for a moment, he looked at Constantine, who gave him an extremely fake and friendly smile.

"Snapped"

A few banknotes were placed in front of Constantine. The decadent young man picked up the money, put it in his pocket, then stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said to Merlin with a serious face:

"You'd better get out of here now. I mean, get out of New York, fly away, and find a place to live incognito again."

"Why? Is this related to the dark power in my body?"

When Merlin asked, Constantine showed a slightly embarrassed smile. He scratched his hair and said:

"Well. You know, I'm a very good detective, and I take all kinds of jobs."

"Half a month ago, I received a commission from a gentleman with a bad temper who commissioned me to help him find someone. It told me that it had a strange 'brother' who was active in Manhattan a few months ago , then suddenly disappeared, but recently came back here."

"That gentleman is eager to meet his own brother, chat, have a meal or something."

The young man curled his lips and said disdainfully:

"But it's very stingy, and it's not as generous as you. Oh, by the way, the demonic aura on it is almost the same as yours...so if I'm not wrong, it's the person it's looking for. ..”

"It's you."

"what?"

Merlin stood up abruptly from the sofa.He looked at Constantine, who questioned in a deep voice:

"You mean, for the past half month, a half-demon has been looking for me? Why did you tell me this? Most importantly, why now?"

"Because you invited me to dinner, you are very enthusiastic, and you spend a lot of money, which makes me hesitate."

Constantine said innocently:

"I'm a detective, man, and I'm professional! And I've taken that gentleman's deposit! I've had a long mental struggle before I decided to break the rules and remind you."

"Run, Merlin, it's moving around tonight, if you're unlucky, you might not be able to run away."

"Konstantin, even though I've only just met you, you... are such a jerk!"

Merlin still said a word, opened the door and rushed out.

In the box behind him, Constantine flicked his fingers proudly, and this unprofessional guy said to himself:

"Well, I'm such a genius to make money at both ends!"

"If this continues, I will soon become rich overnight!"

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The Great Devil Mephisto once told Merlin that the Sangong Demon likes to distribute his power to a large number of "children".

This is not a kind of kindness and generosity, because these forces can flow with each other. The Sangong Demon uses this method to encourage his "sons" to kill each other until the most powerful demon son is born.

Just like raising Gu, the most powerful devil's son who survived in the end will be devoured by the three palaces cruelly, so as to enhance the body strength of the super-level big devil.

Mephisto had urged Merlin to actively hunt and kill those devil's sons in New York, but Merlin did not take the advice of the great devil,

But he has been vigilant to avoid being discovered by other demon children.And judging from what Constantine told him, there are already demon sons eyeing him.

Although Constantine was an asshole, his reminder came just right, which gave Merlin some time to prepare in advance.

Merlin opened the trunk, took out the suitcase, and drove the car into the night.

His speed was not fast, and with the movement of the vehicle, the perception of darkness spread little by little. After several blocks, Merlin really noticed a guy following him.

That guy's aura almost came from the same source as the dark power in Merlin's body, and compared to Merlin's careful concealment, that guy didn't intend to cover it up at all, it was like a living torch in the spirit vision.

But the guy following the car didn't have a strong aura, but he was stronger than those ghosts and little devils.

This means that Merlin only needs to find a suitable place to kill him easily.

"boom"

Merlin's car drove into an abandoned parking lot. He opened the car door and stood there holding a cold object.The wind of the night made Merlin's windbreaker flutter, he reached out to take off his glasses, and the world in the night suddenly became clearer.

In front of his eyes, with the flashing headlights, a roaring black heavy motorcycle also drove into here.

Amidst the noisy sound, a strong man dressed as a motorcycle rider jumped off the motorcycle.

He looked to be in his mid-thirties, wearing a black bomber jacket with a blue headband, a fierce look, and a mess of tattoos on his shoulders, but none of that mattered.

The important thing is that at this time, in the dark night, all the muscles on this guy's face have been twisted, above his eyes, on that twisted forehead, there is another pair of eyes.

The four weird eyes all exuded a dark red light, like a flame burning.

"Got you!"

This guy barely communicated with Merlin, he roared hoarsely, and seemed to have lost consciousness under the burning of the demon power.He didn't have any tricks at all, just relying on pure brute force, waving his arms and fists ignited by the flames, he rushed towards Merlin.

"Give me your strength! Give me!"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang"

Merlin shook his head and gave up the plan to communicate.

He lifted the carbine in his hand, and amidst the flames of the muzzle flash suppressor, more than a dozen bullets precisely poured on the body of the brazen man in front of him.

At a distance of less than 20 meters between the two sides, the deadly impact carried by the bullet was enough to tear apart his strengthened body, and the continuous flying plasma also set off the originally imposing charge of the reckless man extremely miserable.

But the half-demon whose brain was burned by the magic power still did not stop attacking, and the flames that burst out from the pain in those four eyes became more intense.

He pounced on Merlin, and the distance was getting closer and closer. When he was only 5 meters away from Merlin, the tyrannical devil son let out a howl of excitement, as if he could devour this weak "brother" in the next moment. , and become stronger with it.

"click"

With a soft sound, the muzzle of the gun in Merlin's hand was lifted up. He looked at the distorted half-demon in front of him, and said:

"You look very angry, calm down."

"boom"

Mounted in the grenade launcher below the muzzle, a round-headed anti-armor grenade sprayed out from the thick launch port, like a fierce fist, hitting the devil's son's chest, smashing his chest The flesh and blood were torn apart, and the powerful kinetic energy even rolled the half-demon.

"boom"

In the next second, under the urging of a large amount of high explosives, the high-temperature and terrifying flames engulfed everything within 8 meters around.

More than 300 irregular fragments of anti-injury shrapnel destroyed everything in the flames.In the earth-shattering explosion, the people in the neighborhood near the abandoned parking lot were startled, and they became completely confused in the dark night.

"Swish"

Amidst the spread of black smoke, Merlin's figure reappeared outside the range of the explosion, staring at the still burning wreckage left by the explosion in front of him.

He held a weapon in his hand, but there was no expression of joy on his face.Because he could see, in the ruins of the flames, there was still a vague figure moving.

"Facing these monsters, ordinary bullets... well, they are really not very useful."

Merlin watched the flaming figure staggered to stand up with his whole body on fire, he sighed in disappointment, put the gun in his hand behind his back, wiped his hands around his waist, and clasped two grenades in his hands.

"click, click"

With two soft bangs, the pin of the grenade hit the ground.A gleam of eagerness flashed across Merlin's face, and his body turned into black smoke the next moment, roaring towards the figure walking out of the flames in front of him:

"Then try again, something more powerful."

(End of this chapter)