Konstantin in the co-pilot opened Jasmin's phone and glanced at the latest text messages, the soul contractor named Anton told her to go to Martin with a vinyl record. Luther. 60617 King Avenue.

Zhang San searched for this location with the almighty Google, and most of the information on the Internet said that Chicago's Martin. Luther. Golden Avenue is a dangerous area of crime and slums.

There are also a lot of homeless people and gangsters here, and their criminal behavior has caused some shops to close down and move out of the area.

Click.

Loading a magazine for the unnumbered pistol in his hand, Zhang San told the two that there was a high chance of a fire incident next.

"Director Gary's gun, if you don't need it, give it to me." Constantine had already experienced the feeling of not carrying a gun the last time he was in Evergreen, and this time he said that he would have to defend himself for everything.

"I thought you were going to use magical little magic to scare the gangsters who have done everything, like the monsters in some movies that can scare heavily armed soldiers away by standing still and screaming twice."

He handed Director Gary his pistol to the British, and at the same time took out a few body armors, after all, the area he was going to was full of blacks, and he couldn't expect the other party to have the reason to talk without shooting.

Magic might be a bit useful for white gangsters, but if you want to use it to scare black gangsters, forget it.

As long as Konstantin dares to play with his hands in front of the other party, others will definitely shoot him several times to turn this guy into a humanoid shower.

"You still have this with you?"

Dressed in body armor, Chas saw in the rearview mirror what the rear passenger was wearing on his head, a cartoon version of Batman's hood.

"Genuine Batman hood to prevent those gangsters from retaliating against me."

Officer Zhang, who wore this thing, spoke in a muffled voice to the two of them, and if he could lower his voice a little more, he would probably really talk to Batman.

Fortunately, the police on the road did not stop the car with strange passengers, and even if a police car on patrol drove next to them while waiting for the traffic light, it only glanced behind and did not say anything.

Ten minutes later.

Chirping.

The car slowly pulled over.

Leaving Chas to look at the car, Konstantin, who hid a gun in the back of the waist, walked into an apartment building in a similar neighborhood with Officer Zhang.

In the guard room next to the iron gate, a black man in uniform stared at them for a while, and then said to Zhang San, who was wearing a Batman hood, "Take off your hood." ”

"We're here to see a friend, who lives in room 3908 on the seventh floor."

That Anton couldn't have lived here, he dared to live in a black ghetto as a white man and looked for death, Konstantin guessed that the main owner who had an idea of vinyl records lived here.

Sure enough, the doorman didn't ask Zhang San to take off the hood anymore, he directly put the two of them in.

"Don't hit Anton later, he's still useful."

In the stairwell, Konstantin whispered a spell to apply a layer of 'protection' to himself and Officer Zhang next to him.

If body armor is to prevent bullet damage, then his spell is to prevent two people from being harmed by magic.

The person who wants to get the vinyl record must have great power, and the other person must know that the story of this legendary record is not fictional.

It may be a black mage, the last time they were able to easily kill Faust was because of Officer Zhang's long-distance sneak attack, and the black mage is not so easy to kill at close range.

Pushing open the door with the number 3908 plaque, Konstantin changed his guess with the ritual symbols and red lights.

The other party is not only a black magician, he is also familiar with witchcraft.

Passing through the cubicle, the two came to a room where the sound of a television was coming out. It was littered with extinguished red and white candles and witchcraft props, and the old furniture was covered in ash.

Just as they saw when they entered the building, the whole building was abandoned. There are mixed spray-painted paintings on the walls, elevators are out of order, and there is filth left by homeless people in the corridors.

And how could there be a doorman in an abandoned apartment building, so the black man at the bottom should also be the other party's subordinate.

With an ace officer following behind, Konstantin, who was not worried at all, continued to walk forward and saw a lewd-looking man: "You are Anton, right?" ”

"Who are you?"

Seeing that the 'Batman' beside him was a little burly, Anton, who was only about one meter six tall, hurriedly raised his hands to show weakness.

"Soul contractor for profit, a fool like you doesn't have the ability to get that lady's soul back. So, who is your other trading partner? ”

Konstantin, who was approaching step by step, was speechless about this guy, and the wry-smiling Anton glanced at the muscles of 'Batman' again, and then pointed back: "He's there." ”

Seriously, he's just a contractor, and there's no need to be beaten in vain.

It's the right thing to do to throw this seemingly ugly guy to that person, and let them fight each other.

Looking in the direction Anton pointed, two large old green canvases separated the room to create a secret space, but they could still see through the cracks in the canvas the black-and-white TV program playing on the TV inside.

Due to the fact that the windows were all nailed to wood and lacked light, Konstantin could only see a man sitting in a chair in front of the TV.

The familiar back and outfit

"I should have guessed it was you, Midnight Daddy." A smile appeared on Konstantin's face, and the black man in front of him, who dressed himself like a successful man, could be said to be his 'old friend'.

"Midnight what? What does he do? ”

Zhang San didn't want to pronounce the other words, because the other party's name had the feeling of deliberately taking advantage of others.

"Midnight Daddy, a voodoo wizard who likes to deceive people, is also a drug dealer."

With his hands in his trouser pockets, Konstantin explained the gentleman's identity and glanced at the program on the TV, which was a voodoo channel for a specific group of people.

Midnight Daddy, who was playing with the cigarette in his hand, sneered, turned his head to look at the big man wearing a cartoon version of Batman's hood, and said to Konstantin, "Help introduce your friends?" ”

"I'm revenge, I'm night, I'm Batman!" Without waiting for the Brit to speak, Zhang San directly lowered his voice and introduced himself.

“.”

The scene was quiet for a moment, and Midnight Daddy put down the lighter he had just prepared to light a cigarette and cast a questioning look at his old acquaintance.

While John Constantine isn't a good thing, he's not going to mess around with this kind of person, right? (End of chapter)