Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 47: Call for help

The circle of blood on the ground worked.

The evil spirits who rushed over were attracted by the breath of blood, and flew down involuntarily, lying on the ground and sucking up the blood greedily.

But there are still a few evil spirits staring at Kewen standing outside the circle.

However, when they were about to pounce on Ke Wen, the strange aura on Ke Wen's body suddenly disappeared, or in other words, all the aura on him disappeared instantly.

This made those evil spirits fall into a daze.

They can no longer find Kewen, as if Kewen has completely disappeared from the world of these evil spirits.

The evil spirits didn't have extra brains to think, they immediately shifted their targets, and also rushed to the ground to **** blood.

At the same time.

Constantine's magic ritual was considered a success, and he successfully summoned Bernie's soul back.

"No! Don't!"

Bernie, who cheated the corpse and sat up halfway, howled in pain. He was re-experiencing the pain at the moment of death.

Seeing this, Constantine immediately stretched out his hand to support Bernie's back with a sad face.

"Old man! Tell me something!" he asked urgently.

However, Bernie did not answer, and still screamed in pain.

Constantine had no choice but to continue to work hard. He shouted: "Bernie! It's me! Constantine! Tell me what happened!"

"Cold...record...sound..."

Bernie finally regained some consciousness, he barely uttered three words, and then his body fell back again.

"Wait Bernie! I didn't understand!"

Constantine shouted anxiously: "Please! Tell me more!"

"Moon rises..."

Spitting out the last word, Bernie's body never moved again.

At the same time, with the automatic extinguishing of the 'Claw of Glory' in Zed's hand, the other corpses in the morgue also fell silent.

From Kewen's perspective, those souls who returned from **** have been quickly sucked away by hell.

In the silent atmosphere, Constantine looked at Bernie sadly, and then sighed softly: "Rest in peace, buddy..."

Raising his hand across Bernie's eyes, Constantine closed his eyelids.

"What happened in, inside?"

At this time, a fearful voice of inquiry sounded from the corridor outside the door.

Obviously, the voices of those fraudulent corpses just now have attracted the staff.

Konstantin sighed again.

He raised his hand to cover Bernie with a white cloth, quickly took the Hand of Glory back from Zed's hand, and stuffed it into his leather pocket.

"It's time to go!"

He said something in a deep voice, without waiting for Ke Wen and Zed's response, he walked directly to the door of the morgue.

Opening the door, Constantine hypnotized the staff, and then walked all the way outside.

Soon, the three walked out of the body placement center.

Konstantin walked back to the car, and he put the leather pocket in his hand on the front cover of the car.

His face was very gloomy.

Seeing this, Zed asked cautiously: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine honey."

Konstantin said ironically with a deadpan face: "I just forced an old friend of mine to relive the most terrifying moment of his life! It couldn't be better."

Peng!

After the words fell, Constantine suddenly clenched his fist and slammed the car body. It was obvious that he was not in a good mood at this time.

This made Zede afraid to continue talking for a while.

But Cowen dared.

He looked at Constantine with a gloomy expression, and then said: "I can provide clues to the terms Bernie said."

"What is it?" Constantine asked in a deep voice.

"Obviously, he was killed by a record."

Cowen replied: "And the corpse still has the breath of hell, so there should be some devil's power attached to the record."

"I can guess these things if you don't tell me, is there anything else?" Constantine continued to ask.

"Yuesheng." Ke Wen nodded: "This is a blues record company in Hollywood. If you want to find clues about that record, you'd better go to that record company to investigate."

"Understood." Constantine nodded thoughtfully.

"That's it."

Ke Wen nodded to Zed, and then said to Constantine: "Please let me know the results of the investigation, you know how to find me."

Konstantin touched the pocket of his shirt subconsciously.

Then he nodded slightly: "Okay, then after this time, we will have nothing to do with each other."

"No problem." Ke Wen responded with a smile: "Then I wish you the best of luck."

After speaking, Ke Wen turned and walked towards his van, and drove away quickly.

Watching Ke Wen's vehicle disappear at the corner, Zed asked aloud: "He is..."

Konstantin glanced at Zed.

He subconsciously made a motion to take out his pocket, but found nothing, and did not touch the cigarette case.

Withdrawing his hand from his pocket, Constantine looked at his palm and squeezed his five fingers. He sighed helplessly. He suddenly realized that his smoking cessation work had not been completely successful.

Putting his hands down, he opened the door and got into the car and said, "I'll give you a piece of advice, it's best to stay away from that guy."

"Why?" Zed walked around the front of the car and walked to the driver's seat, and asked inexplicably, "Is he also a magician? Wouldn't it be easier to find the result if there was one more person to help?"

"Listen."

Constantine half turned to face Zed, and he solemnly warned: "Wizards, magicians, mystics, or people with superpowers in the whole circle, even if I haven't seen them or heard of them , but as long as you see..."

He bent **** and gestured for his eyes: "I can also tell their details at a glance, but that guy is different!"

Konstantin said in a serious tone: "He is too mysterious! It seems to have popped out of the circle all of a sudden!"

Sitting upright again, Constantine stared at the front through the car window and continued: "I regard angels and demons as ants, and make fun of killing gods and demons, but until now, he still treats this place full of gods and demons." Live well in the city..."

Glancing at Zed again, Constantine said in a low voice: "If I were you, I would avoid such an existence far away."

Hearing this, Zed nodded his head inexplicably, and started the car.

…

Two days later.

"Help! Ke Wen, come and save me!"

In an abandoned warehouse, Constantine was tied to a copper net bed, his limbs were fixed and he couldn't get up.

His body was injected with blood anticoagulants, and his body was cut open again. If no one came to rescue him, he might have to report to those devils because his blood was drained dry.

Finally twisting his body to get the business card out of his pocket, Constantine immediately injected magic power into the business card and shouted for help.

It wasn't Cowen who appeared, but a homeless man pushing a shopping cart.

But no matter who appeared, it was a life-saving straw for Constantine.

He immediately called the homeless man for help.

But the **** doesn't want trouble.

He only took off Constantine's leather shoes and put them in the shopping cart, and took Constantine's coat and watch as well.

Between the next turn, the image of the homeless man changed instantly.

Angel Amani possesses a homeless man.

He turned to look at Constantine, and laughed and teased: "John Constantine, who dared to send angels to hell, what's wrong with you?"

"Let go and I'll tell you, you angel bastard..."

Constantine breathed a sigh of relief as if he was finally saved, and even thought of responding to the ridicule.

However, Amani's answer was disappointing.

He shook his head slightly, looked down at Constantine and said, "As I told you, I can't interfere with anything in the world."

Konstantin was in a hurry, and he asked loudly: "As an angel! Then you just watch me bleed to death?!"

"All of this is caused by you."

Amani said disappointedly: "Konstantin, what you did this time is very disappointing. You shouldn't covet the transaction value of that record. Your moral concept seems to be wavering now."

"What swings?"

Ke Wen finally arrived late, and he appeared beside him out of nowhere.

"My God!"

Constantine breathed a sigh of relief again, and complained to Ke Wen: "Why did you... come..."

Seeing the lipstick marks on Cowen's face and neck, Constantine understood.

This made him roll his eyes in depression, why is his cry for help less important than a woman?

"Kevin Quinn..."

Amani stared at Ke Wen with some disgust, and asked with a frown: "What about him has something to do with you?"

"Ah, that's right." Ke Wen nodded with a smile.

Come forward to release Constantine, and at the same time Ke Wen said: "The case he is dealing with is working for me."

"Why?!"

Amani suddenly asked in a low voice: "Why do you covet the power of hell?! What do you want to use that power for?!"

"What?" Ke Wen was stunned by the question.

He looked at Amani, then turned his head to look at the weak Constantine, and asked him, "What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything..." Constantine pointed to the table not far away: "Can you pass me the bottle of medicine?"

Kewen turned his head to look, and found that it was a bottle of vitamin K with blood clotting effect.

He beckoned the medicine bottle to fly over, handed it to Constantine and asked at the same time: "What happened? Can anyone tell me from the beginning?"

Konstantin did not answer immediately, but quickly unscrewed the bottle cap and swallowed the medicine.

Then he pulled out his belt and tightened the wound on his arm.

After finishing all this, he let out a sigh of relief.

Looking up at Ke Wen and Amani who were waiting for the answer, Constantine shook his head wearily and said: "This angel misunderstood something, I was looking for that record just for investigation, isn't it I want to covet the power or some transaction value in the record."

Amani was taken aback for a moment. He looked at Constantine again and found that the other party was not lying.

So he quickly apologized: "John, I am deeply sorry for my misunderstanding."

"Heh..."

Konstantin sneered ~IndoMTL.com~ and waved his hands weakly and disgustedly.

Amani was embarrassed and didn't want to stay longer. He apologized again, glanced at Ke Wen and left directly.

The homeless man regained his appearance without noticing, but he showed a look of astonishment.

Because Constantine was tied to the bed one second, why did he get up again the next second?

When he realized something, the homeless man screamed and turned around and ran away, not even daring to ask for a pushcart.

Neither of the two present paid any attention to the homeless man.

When the screams and footsteps faded away, Ke Wen smiled and said: "Then it's our turn, let's talk."

Konstantin sighed slightly, then nodded and began to talk...

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