Chapter Thirty-Six Tony Stark...disappeared.(1/2)
"Shut up Deadpool, you're going to irritate it!"
Outside the formation, Natasha cursed on the surface, but secretly agreed.
Nothing else, this demon acted...so stupid!
【Emotional value from the Demon Barlow 677】
Hearing this, the demon Barlow finally found something was wrong. He was furious and felt that he had been seriously insulted and betrayed.
In hell, the Demon of Fire is also a perfect high-end talent!
"Roar...did human!
Dare to tease the great fire demon Barlow, I will take your soul away with you and sink into eternal hell, let the flames of hell
Burn you for a hundred thousand years!!”
"Oh... Then you must find the right person, don't forget my name."
Taking out the lighter, Constantine calmly lit a cigarette.
The action was too ignorant, which aroused the demon's anger and screamed.
"Damn it, you guy dares to look down on me!"
"Then use your stupid brain to keep the name in my heart and penetrate into your soul..."
Constantine smiled contemptuously as he watched the cigarette spin in the air and smashed the demon's forehead.
"Remember, my name is - Phil Colson!"
boom--
In the magic circle, red light soared into the sky, with a faint sound of electric current, and the demon attached to Deadpool also turned into a faint black air and was sucked away by the laws from hell.
However, the angry roar left by the demon before leaving echoed repeatedly in this dark underground space.
"I will definitely not let you go-Phil Colson!!"
【Emotional value from the Demon Barlow 777】
Twitching his eyes, Natasha felt a little familiar with this sentence.
Slap.
Slapping the flames on his body, Deadpool got up from the ground and grinned.
"Constantine, are the demons in hell this kind of IQ?"
"It's almost the same."
He lit a cigarette again and put it in his mouth. Constantine thought about it and replied.
"This brain is pretty good. In the land of hell... it's mostly worse than it."
【Emotional value from Natasha Romanov 681】
【Emotional value from Wade Wilson 733】
This is the truth. The IQ of the demons in hell is so weird. Usually, when both parties meet, they either move their fists or claws, and they rarely use their brains!
"It's really an eye-opener."
As he echoed, he was delighted that Natasha obtained important information about hell again.
"Oh, no, no... Hell is so bad?"
Walking out of the magic circle, Deadpool looked sympathetic.
"My IQ is so good. What are the guys who are the boss?
I will never leave the business and send flyers by myself, right?"
He glanced at Deadpool strangely, Constantine smoked and said nothing.
How could he say, right, that's right, that group of guys, Mephisto, the dignified Hell Lord, did it?
What is my brother?
Those are all roles that play supporting roles, and they serve as atmosphere.
But then, hasn’t it been lowered by the big guys’ qualities, and he seems to be very low in the Hell Detective?
“Mr. Constantine…thank you for helping us resolve this vicious paranormal case.
The $100,000 promised by SHIELD will immediately call your bank card!"
With a smile, Natasha made a promise.
"Where are me? Where are me?"
When he heard the money, Deadpool jumped over and shouted like a monkey.
He danced and had extremely rich body language.
"I also made great efforts in this operation. I bleeding the organization, twisted my waist, and even betrayed my color...
You are such a big organization as SHIELD, you can’t be fooled and kill mules!”
"No, that's a camel!"
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Constantine smiled like a top student.
“…”
Natasha was speechless and kept complaining in her heart.
Are they mules and camels?
That's a horse... no, it's a donkey, a donkey-!!
He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. Natasha felt tired. Seeing Deadpool's unyielding look, she said helplessly.
"Mr. Wilson, you have worked hard and bleeding, and I see all this..."
But isn’t this line that I should say that twisting my waist and selling my appearance?
"Why didn't it? The demon has entered my body, and except for my pure soul, everything that should be defiled has been defiled!"
I was really not ashamed but proud. Deadpool put his hands on his hips and stood up with pride on his face.
Natasha refuted that she could not helplessly say that she would ask the director for instructions and specifically approved Deadpool 20,000 US dollars.
Don't worry about Deadpool being alone and having fun alone, Constantine took out the phone and saw that the text message prompted that she had received a remittance of 100,000 US dollars. Then she nodded with satisfaction and kindly reminded her.
"Agent Natasha..."
"What's wrong?"
"I must remind you that although this case is over, we have not found the evil spirit hidden behind the scenes."
【Emotional value from Natasha Romanov 637】
"Ah? Then what are the batch we've hit before?" Natasha frowned and asked.
"It's just some puppets that were manipulated by evil spirits."
Speaking of this, Constantine came to a pool of ashes.
He grabbed a handful, closed his eyes, as if he was looking for something.
Natasha didn't dare to disturb him and looked at him nervously.
After a while, Constantine opened her eyes and said in a serious tone.
"A woman in a blue dress, Asian... was buried at the bottom of the Hudson River!"
"By the way, I heard a song..."
"When my husband is happy, I am heartbroken, and I am in a state of grievance. It is easy to separate when we meet. The abandoned wife is too late to regret. Do you remember that the phoenix is happy that day?
I remember whether I have been reborn as a kind person, whether I have no place to stay in love with me, and whether I have a mother but a father, I guess you, can you know if I have been sick for a long time?
I will die of sadness for you soon.”
【Emotional value from Natasha Romanov 713】
【Emotional value from Wade Wilson 744】
"What should I do? Constantine, do you have any solutions?"
After a long time, I realized that the person who was fighting was not the one who was fighting, and Natasha was a little discouraged.
"We have to fish her bones out of the river and then purify them with high concentrations of holy water!"
Constantine soon had a countermeasure, but.
"The most troublesome thing is not the next step, but how to dig up the other party's corpse from the bottom of the river.
You know, we are facing an evil spirit, and we will not be willing to watch us dig her bones without being moved!"
Bite his lower lip, Natasha nodded seriously.
"I understand, I will find a way to avoid human labor. It is recommended to use intelligent machines instead..."
To be continued...