"Why is Rumlow here?"

There's something strange about Bourkeso.

It is said that the first person who is affected by the evidence of shame should be to solve the shackles on his body.

Bourkeso stood on the low building, pouring his spirits, and glanced at the room with the windows open on the upper floor.

Aim, then jump.

Bourkeso's figure appeared next to Angel and Konstantin, who were observing the handwriting on the glass.

"I see."

Bourkeso's thunderous voice startled the three people in the room.

The moment Rumlow saw Bourkeso, he understood why he had the same feeling as if he was being targeted by the head teacher.

Although he didn't plan to go to Bourkeso, but now that he has met him, what is there to say?

"Damn it!"

Konstantin's body reacted before he saw Bourkeso, and he struggled to resist the idea of turning and running, and stood still.

Then he burst into a foul language.

"Twins, and the power to see."

Bourkeso didn't care about Rumlow and Constantine's performances at all, and swept Angel with a scrutinizing gaze.

Bourkeso seems to have found a way to hell.

"That...... Who are you? ”

Angel was frightened by the moment Bourkeso appeared, but she felt a sense of security from Bourkeso's body that she hadn't felt since learning of her sister's death.

It was as if this tall, burly old man was protecting her.

"Corinthians chapter 17? What is it? ”

Bourkeso glanced at the message on the window, he was not interested in responding to Angel's question for the time being, and he was now full of thoughts about how to get to hell.

Angel was a little embarrassed, Rumlow was even more embarrassed, and Konstantin was ready to run away.

"Corinthians doesn't have chapter 17."

In embarrassment, Angel changed the subject.

"In the hell Bible, the book of Corinthians has twenty-one chapters."

Konstantin said cautiously, his eyes fixed on Bourkeso, ready to flee at any moment.

"Boy, do you have a way to open the gates of hell?"

Bourkeso looked at Konstantin and asked his question.

The ancient one said that she could only teleport over when the gates of hell were opened, but now the devils in hell are all very well-behaved, so much so that they don't dare to open the gates of hell like little chickens.

Konstantin, a guy who likes to take advantage of loopholes, maybe there is something different?

"I don't have that much ability...... I can try. ”

Konstantin was about to deny it at first, but looking at the hint of anger in Bourkeso's eyes, he changed his words.

"So what should I do?"

Rumlow clasped his hands to his chest, a little confused.

After seeing the demons of hell, Rumlow felt as if he had to finish what he was doing first.

"You keep doing your thing."

Bourkeso glanced at Rumlow, pulled a bottle of wine from his backpack and threw it away.

"The smell of hell demons has never been very pleasant, learn to get used to it."

The smell of the demon was nothing to Bourkeso, a barbarian who had been fighting for hundreds of years, but for Rumlow, it still seemed a little irritating.

"The ones in the secret realm aren't that disgusting."

Rumlow took the liquor and poured it into his mouth.

"Those were killed once."

Bourkeso said casually.

……

The Ancient One was now standing in front of Gabriel, looking at each other with a cold expression.

"Angel, can you tell me what your injuries are?"

The Ancient One's request made Gabriel a little frightened.

Two very similar faces looked at each other, looking a little strange.

"This is my careless ......"

"Smack!"

"I'll give you the opportunity to reorganize the language."

Gabriel felt the pain.

"Father will bless me!"

Gabriel's body began to erupt with energy, and the Ancient One felt a wave of foreign energy impacting the Xenodimensional space.

What Gabriel did was to act as a beacon for the power of heaven to pour out on it.

Apparently it was going to rebel.

"Smack!"

"I'll give you another chance."

The Ancient One withdrew her hand, and every time her hand twitched Gabriel's face, she felt a sense of absurdity.

Although she knew that Gabriel did not deliberately imitate her face, she was still somewhat angry at this time.

Gabriel was not one of those half-angels, or those ordinary nameless angels.

As an angel who spreads the holy voice of heaven, Gabriel can be regarded as a high-ranking person.

The power on its body is not an ash for the ancient one, at least it can be regarded as a mole cricket.

Coupled with the support of heaven's power, Gabriel is now barely a rabbit that can bite people.

"Smack!"

The mana on the ancient body imprisoned Gabriel in place, and another ear scraper pasted it.

"Neither will your father dare to make a mistake in my eyes!"

"It's the old man! It was the old man who broke it! ”

Under the pressure of the Ancient One, Gabriel finally shouted out loudly.

By the way, his broken wings were revealed.

In Gabriel's heart, the Ancient One controls the power of time, and what is there in this world that she doesn't know?

From the beginning of the questioning of all the angels, now they are holding on to humiliation, in order to warn both heaven and hell.

So Gabriel wanted to rebel.

"I don't care much about your plans, you know?"

Gu Yi's eyes were flat, and he seemed to be telling the truth.

Gabriel understood what the ancient one meant.

"No matter what your plans are, it is impossible to create a disturbance in the world."

Gabriel understood it this way.

However, the situation is stronger than people, and it can only bow its head.

"Don't hurt ordinary people."

After Gu Yi put down this sentence, he disappeared.

Only Gabriel was left, half of his swollen face was hung and he gritted his teeth.

……

"Elder, is there any way you can get Angel to activate the evil power in her body?"

Konstantin asked Bourkeso as he licked his face in the dining room.

After easily getting a small half bottle of spirits from Rumlow's hand, he finally got closer to Rumlow.

"Rumlow, you'd better stay away from this scum, he's not to be trusted."

Bourkeso held a fork and chatted casually about the pasta on the table.

Angel on the side was silently holding a glass of white water and drinking it in small sips, as if this would make her look less embarrassed.

"I just took on this task, and it looks like it's going to take some time."

Rumlow looked at the food on the table, a little absent-minded.

"That, my sister's business, what are I going to do?"

Angel doesn't look like an NYPD Serious Crime Squad agent now, like a frightened hamster spitting out food from its cheeks in search of life, and said cautiously.

Her recent experience has forced her to admit that there is something supernatural in this world.

"Let that scum open the gates of hell, won't it be over?"

Rumlow said with some irritation.

He didn't want to get involved in it at all.

"He's got a way to get into hell anyway, didn't he just do it yesterday? Let him find an acquaintance and ask him what the hell is going on. ”