On the roof of Emory's University Library, Konstantin puffed through the smoke and spoke softly.

"Liv!"

As he spoke, he scratched his right hand in the air.

"This is my little gift to you!"

With the movement of Konstantin's right hand, the smoke seemed to be caught by Konstantin, and then, Konstantin threw the smoke that seemed to be non-existent into thin air on top of Liv's head.

"Okay, I've carved a new seal on you, this seal will keep your scent from being perceived by the demon, so, from now on, you're safe!"

Konstantin smiled at Liv, relieved that he had fulfilled Jasbo's request and saved his daughter.

The main thing is that this time there was no defeat like Newcastle!

Liv listened to Konstantin's words, and there was a little incomprehension in her eyes.

"That's it?"

Liv said, grabbing her right hand at her head.

"So I've been sealed by you?"

"Of course!" Konstantin smiled as he walked down the stairs.

Liv followed in small steps, babbling incessantly.

"What happened yesterday to today is really unforgettable, but unfortunately Dante is not here, I wish he could see the last screams of Voxyfer, then he will be very happy!"

"There will be a chance!"

Konstantin takes Liv to the parking lot and finds Richie's car.

"Guys, I'm going to have a couple of drinks, is anyone with you?"

Sitting in the car, Konstantin made a suggestion, which was quickly echoed by everyone, and it was time to get drunk on this dangerous and exciting night.

"What about Dante, does anyone know where Dante is?"

Liv sat in the back seat and suddenly remembered Dante.

After listening to Liv's words, several people looked at each other for a moment.

"I don't know, maybe I'm still being interviewed at my old mother's fried chicken shop, I remember there's a nice bar next to that store, let's go to Dante and take him to taste the wine now, Richie, drive!"

Constantine lay lazily in the back seat and commanded, and Richie started the car and went to the old mother's fried chicken shop.

Emory University was far from Mom's Fried Chicken Restaurant, a full twenty blocks between them, and the streets were very congested at night, so Rich had a lot of trouble getting to the vicinity of the fried chicken restaurant.

However, at this time, they had no intention of drinking.

Not far from the fried chicken restaurant, the stray bullet-torn and porous doors and floor-to-ceiling windows of the Flavor Mexican restaurant show everyone who passes by the tragedy that happened not long ago.

"Oh my God, that's terrible, what's going on here?" Liv covered her mouth with her hands, and she just exclaimed, then remembered the results of her divination on the map.

"Constantine, this is Edgewood Street, this is where my blood flows, this is where my divination goes!"

Liv looked at everything in front of her in amazement, there were still family members of the victims crying near the restaurant, the injured people, the frightened people, the police, the doctors, all kinds of things in the world always do not hesitate to grieve when tragedy occurs.

Konstantin stared at the ruined restaurant, and this scene gave him a bad feeling that if Dante was involved in this incident, would Dante reveal his identity and even implicate me?

"Dante, Dante was around here when we left, he should know something!"

Konstantin asked, but he didn't get the answer he wanted.

Chas and Liv were looking at the laptop on Richie's lap where the two of them saw the news that saddened them.

Liv, in particular, was already crying.

"What's going on, what are you looking at?"

Konstantin asked aloud, and the sense of foreboding in his heart grew heavier, so Dante leaned over and snatched the laptop into his hand.

"Fight the crazy silver-haired angel!"

This is the most read and reprinted news item related to this incident that Rich found, and three photos were posted directly below the headline.

The first shot: Dante is topless with his cashmere sweater under the neck of a frightened pregnant woman, Dante's side face is facing the camera lens, and Dante's eyes can be seen with pity and anxiety in the photo.

The second: Dante walks bare-chested towards the tattered restaurant door, and on his back, there seems to be a faint silver holy light.

Third: A corpse is being carried out of the scene by the staff, the body is covered with a black cloth symbolizing the person's death, but even if you can't see the corpse's face, you can see the long silver hair that shines as bright and shining as ever.

In this news, the reporter who took the photo referred to Dante as a silver-haired gentleman, a brave warrior, who described her brief exchange with Dante from beginning to end, and paid tribute to Dante for storming the restaurant without hesitation, killing the terrorists at the cost of his life, and saving the five survivors who were still alive in the restaurant.

At the end of the article, the journalist also called on the mayor to award Dante the Medal of Honor.

As soon as this news was released, it immediately attracted the attention of countless netizens, and all the news related to the silver-haired man was on the hot search, and the old mother's fried chicken restaurant became even more popular.

After investigation, before the incident, a silver-haired young man named Dante Naphilim was trying the world record of eating 500 burgers in a row at the old mother's fried chicken restaurant and succeeded.

All in all, countless news points to one situation, and that is that Dante is dead, so he is on fire!

Konstantin opened his mouth wide in a daze, and after a brief moment of thought, Konstantin immediately shouted.

"Damn, that's the corpse of a hybrid between a demon and an angel, even a finger can release super magic, and such a precious corpse must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the police!"

After Konstantin subconsciously finished speaking, he was fiercely despised by the other three people in the car.

"Konstantin!" Chas punched him hard, "Are you going to do this to a hero!"

"Hey!" Konstantin dodged Chas's fist in embarrassment: "I mean, I am his good brother, it is necessary for me to bring him back and place him in the house of everything, so that I can sit next to him at any time and pray and mourn for him!"

"This is the worst lie I've ever heard!"

Liv shouted loudly, and then slapped Konstantin hard.

"You actually planned to hurt Dante's body, he is dead, he left as a hero!"

Liv finished crying, opened the car door, and ran away as fast as she could.

Chas sat in the passenger seat and glanced at Konstantin with disdain.

"You've let me down, John. ”

With all that, Chas and Richie left together, and Richie even parked his car here just because he didn't want to be with Constantine.

Konstantin sat in the car with self-deprecation and shrugged his shoulders.

"Friend, it seems that I know you best, how could you die so simply!"

Konstantin climbed into the driver's seat, quickly started the car, and in just twenty minutes, Konstantin arrived at the Atlanta Police Department.

Konstantin got out of the car, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and confidently walked through the door of the police station.

"Hello, smoking is not allowed here, and how can I help you?" a police officer approached Konstantin and asked.

Konstantin took a hard puff of his cigarette and threw it directly on the polished floor, then he turned to the officer and said, "Can you please tell me where your director's office is?"

The officer looked at Konstantin with some suspicion.

"Can I see your ID?"

"Yes!"

Konstantin took a playing card out of his jacket pocket and held it up in front of the officer.

Surprisingly, the officer saw a clear non-playing card, as he gave Konstantin a slam salute.

"It's an honor to meet you, sir!"

"It's okay, show me the way, and then you're going to be busy!"

In this way, Konstantin sat in the director's office.

The director, a bald man, looked at Konstantin suspiciously.

"Who are you, I've never seen you, why would Lena let you in!"

"If you're talking about Lena as your little secretary without panties, maybe it's because I made her satisfied!"

Konstantin grinned and joked as he pulled the playing card out of his pocket again.

The moment the director saw the playing cards, he stood up straight: "Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau!"

"That's right, I need all the information about the killings at the Mexican restaurant, as well as Dante Nephilim's body. ”

Konstantin sat lazily on the sofa, he put the poker back in his pocket, pointed at the director with his left hand, and said.

"The president only gave me half an hour to deal with this, and guess I'll give you a few minutes!"

Sweat quickly oozed from the director's bald head, and he was the only one who had seen the detailed report of the 'Taste of Mexico' restaurant, and he knew something that no one else knew.

"The incident report hasn't been sorted out yet, but Dante's body is ready!"

The director stood up and led the way for Konstantin, and as he walked, he exchanged pleasantries with Konstantin.

"Dante's corpse is glowing all the time, so I have prepared a special room for him, but I didn't expect you to come so quickly, you know, you just called me to inform me to prepare this. ”

Listening to the words of the director, Konstantin chuckled in his heart, damn it, they really interfered.

"Efficiency determines the annual allocation, so we are the most efficient department!"

Konstantin picked up his nervousness and agreed softly.

Immediately afterwards, Constantine saw Dante's 'corpse'.

"You see, this corpse is not only glowing, but his injuries are also recovering at a faint rate, and it even makes me feel like he can come back to life at any time!"

The director pointed out Dante's wounds to Constantine.

Konstantin nodded.

"Within five minutes, I will see the vehicle with the body and the incident report parked in the third position of the first row of the second parking lot, and the car keys will be left on the door for me, and I will go and pick it up on time!"

Konstantin turned to leave, and the director nodded suspiciously behind him.

Five minutes later, Konstantin swaggered to the car prepared for him by the director, and drove away at a rapid pace.

Twenty minutes later, a very good-maintained, limited-edition old Ferrari pulled up in front of the police station, and a smiling middle-aged man stepped out of the car.

In the director's office, the bald director had not yet sat down, and the door to the office was opened again.

"Hello, I'm Phil Coulson, we've spoken before, are you ready for the corpse and incident report that you need to prepare?"

Coulson said as he pulled out his ID, which was so obvious that the eagle-shaped logo on it made the director completely freeze in place.

"Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, God, why are you again!"

This was the end of the director's political career.