"Hey! Not bad! Looks like you're pretty tasteful, tsk! It's a Dongying girl! ”

Constantine, who had a gloomy face beside Xia Wumeng, was like a ruffian.

Naturally, the Soji Okita also noticed the guy who appeared next to his master.

"Master! This is ......"

At the same time, Okita's hand was already on the knife at his waist.

As long as Xia Wumeng said the word enemy, then Okita General Sima Shang would pick up his knife and directly cut the guy in front of him in half.

And Konstantin also noticed the murderous aura emanating from Okita Soji.

He raised his arm and waved his hand hurriedly.

"Hey, hey, I'm not a bad guy, I just pulled your master out of hell, but why would you let an underage girl call you master?"

John Constantine is as cheap as ever, but Xia Wumeng knows one thing, don't believe a word of this guy's words.

Can you expect a guy who can trick both the devil and the demon king into acting like a fool will tell the truth?

But Xia Wumeng also knows one thing, this guy Konstantin may lie, but he never lies for the sake of lying, to some extent, it should be called a white lie, anyway, if you don't find the malice behind the lie, it can't be called a malicious lie.

"By the way, do you have something to drink here? My mouth was too dry from the hellish storm just now. ”

John Constantine sat down in a chair with great skill, put his hand on the table, and expertly lit a cigarette.

And Xia Wumeng said to the Okita General Commander on the side.

"Okita, you go and get what I put on the counter, just that piece of paper."

"Yes, Master!"

The English name of the master is master, so it is no problem for John Constantine to translate as master, but a girl who looks to be only about fifteen years old calls himself master, which makes him seem to have some quirks.

And from the very beginning, what John Constantine said was a temptation.

Tempting him, after all, this guy is a person in the DC Universe.

The high-IQ criminals in the DC Universe are generally TM psychology gurus, scarecrows, riddlers, and harley quinns.

Basically, the guys who can fight with Batman are highly educated talents.

Although John Constantine doesn't have such a great education, this guy's mind is no worse than that of a clown.

At a glance, you can tell that Okita Soji is a native of Toei, although a normal person will find it if you look closely.

Although Okita Soji was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the clothes on his body were very much in line with the characteristics of Toei, the most important thing was the sword, which was very reminiscent of a samurai.

However, this is just Xia Wumeng's conjecture, and the other party is likely to be convinced of the identity of Okita Soji at first sight, but the origin is not easy to determine.

Looking at the paper handed over by Xia Wumeng, John Constantine's face also showed some sadness.

He didn't disgust him because Xia Wumeng was disgusted with him, but because Xia Wumeng was unwilling to invite him to a cup of coffee.

"I said, you guy, I'm going to pull you out of hell anyway! Are you going to treat me to a cup of instant coffee? Or the kind of junk coffee that is less than ten cents a pack. ”

Regarding John's complaints, Xia Wumeng just looked indifferent.

"I'm sorry, but the guys in Hell's Kitchen and Brooklyn don't dislike my coffee, because the instant coffee out there is a lot more expensive than mine."

Hearing Xia Wumeng's explanation, John Constantine also accepted Xia Wumeng's point of view.

After all, you expect those guys with muscles in their brains to understand drinking coffee, and it's better to tell them about how to get a few cuts on someone.

"Forget it, bring me a cup of Blue Mountain, by the way, don't put sugar."

After saying this, John Constantine picked up the newspaper on the table and began to look at some big things that had happened recently.

"You can watch TV, at least the news channels on TV I'm happy to share with you."

As soon as John Constantine picked up the newspaper, Xia Wumeng immediately expressed his opinion.

But the other party shook his head.

"The things that are broadcast on the TV are basically subjective, after all, those reporters who don't think it's a big deal just like to play the drum game, I'm not a young man, chicken soup or something doesn't work."

Hearing this, Xia Wumeng put the water on the gas stove and began to prepare ground coffee.

The benefit of instant coffee is that it doesn't require grinding beans, and although it doesn't have the same flavor as real coffee, it's easy to make.

"Okita, you can also sit down and rest, I haven't forgotten what you dragged the ground just now."

Soji Okita was stunned for a moment, and then immediately sighed.

sat on the side close to Xia Wumeng.

She was still wary of John Constantine.

"I say little girl! I'm not a bad person, so why are you so wary of me? Maybe it will be useful in the future. ”

John said as he pulled out a business card from his pocket.

The business card says that he is a professional exorcist and the strongest demon hunter.

"That's too pompous! John! ", Xia Wumeng.

"If I don't exaggerate a little, I can't write about a half-baked black magician, few people believe in that thing now." , John Constantine.

In the process of boiling water, Xia Wumeng also took the initiative to ask the other party.

"You just said that the news is inflammatory, so you didn't read it, right?"

John Constantine also nodded when he heard this.

"That's right, although words are also written by people with subjective emotions, but if you analyze it carefully, it is still easy to find out the objective facts."

Regarding John Constantine's words, Xia Wumeng didn't believe it at all.

At this time, the water was also boiling, and after Xia Wumeng picked up the coffee cup and poured it full of instant coffee for the other party, he picked up another cup.

Xia Wumeng took out a box from under his counter, then poured something into the cup, and then poured hot water on it.

"Come on, Okita, this is your tea, I'm sorry I don't know what tea you like, so I'll leave it at that, by the way, considering that you don't like things that are too bitter, I added milk and sugar to your black tea."

took Xia Wumeng's black tea.

Although it is true that Soji Okita has never drunk such a special thing, it does smell very good.

"Thank you very much, Master!"

"No thanks, just my gratitude to you."

And John Constantine on this side couldn't sit still.

"Damn! Why don't you tell me if you bastard has black tea. ”

"You didn't ask me!"

“……”