Looking at the demon Bellur who was walking towards him behind him, John would only raise his eyebrows, and there was no atmosphere to say, "Do we know?" After all, the **** demon he dealt with was basically a big guy. Finding the existence of blueprints in fairy tales and myths and legends, like this Bellur, John really has no impression, but it does not mean that he underestimated Bellur, a demon who can be specifically named by Lucifer, the Lord of Hell, poor Not going there.

"You are well-known, John Constantine." Belur also recognized John's record of playing with the three first-time fallen men. Historically, the highest-ranking devil in Hell was John Constantine. one person.

"Wow, it looks like a demon now knows my record and is a little flattered." Facing Bellur's praise, John Pi said with a smile, looking at the pool full of corpses in front of him, this Just asked: "What is this for."

"Aren't you seeing it? I'm building a swimming pool." Belur quipped, stretching out a fat foot to stir in the swimming pool before saying, "You know, this is a very patient job, I have to To keep the blood active, you have to wait until the flesh on these bodies melts into blood water. When the bones are finally removed, the swimming pool will be completed. For men, it is important to keep in shape."

"Ah, about this." John glanced at Bellur's body except for his hands and feet like humans, and directly repaired the knife: "You still have a certain gap with the word man, right."

Only John, the guy running around in **** and humans, can deliberately mock a strange demon in this situation. It seems that John really talked about the embarrassment, and Belur Angrily grabbed John, his big hand directly covered his collar to the neck, and directly mentioned the pool.

"John Constantine, pay attention to your wording and don't forget your purpose."

"Hah, I thought you didn't know what I was doing." Even if Bellurti was in the air, John still kept his ridiculous words and said in a hurry.

Belur was said by John, and he only remembered his purpose of coming to see John this time, and put John back on the ground. Then he said: "So, how did you find me, I thought you would take a little longer ."

"I have my own way," sorted out the folds on the clothes, and the cigarette in my mouth was not loosened. I took a sip and spit a cigarette ring directly on Belur's face. "Then what do you want me to do to return Tracy's soul."

With an ugly smile, Belur turned back to John and said, "I want you to do what you do best, exorcism."

"Exorcism?, what the **** do you want to do, Bellur." John was wary and one of the most important principles when dealing with demons was that he couldn't believe every word the demons said. The best way was to control the right to speak from the beginning. In his own hands, Belur did not directly answer John’s question, but went to the red curtain in this room and invited John: “Why not follow me, you will know my purpose Now."

"my pleasure."

Lighting a cigarette again, John followed Behrul and walked towards the back of the curtain. As soon as he stepped in, John felt as if he had entered another space. The smooth wooden boards, the ballroom lights of the world in the 1920s and 1930s, and the brightly-dressed men and women dancing under the music all look normal. However, this is the site of the devil Bellur, how can it be so simple. The guards who shuttled among the dancing crowd were a group of demon in suits, and the whip raised in their hands waved arbitrarily. As long as one of the men and women did not keep up with the rhythm and jumped the dance, they would be beaten.

The band on the second floor plays, and each player is a fierce devil, and the instruments used are different from the usual ones. A naked woman is tied to the harp, and every time you swing the strings with your claws, a high-voltage current will pass, and the piano sound accompanied by the woman's scream will come out. At the jazz drum instrument, a man was lying on the drum in the shape of a large drum. The sharp spikes pierced his limbs, and the stick with nails struck **** his abdomen. They brought a lot of blood to the meat, and the dull drum sounds came from every time. Almost every musical instrument here is linked to the human body, and each musical instrument is accompanied by the same sound, screaming. , These sounds merged together, played a devil's exclusive **** concerto.

"Is this hell?" John asked slightly, looking at this familiar sight.

"Congratulations, you're right, this is hell, it belongs to me." Belurillo said with some complacency, a big wave of his hand, the curtain of the black and white movie of the last century appeared in the middle of the stage, a devil randomly Catch a couple of men and women on the dance floor and just throw them directly into the curtain. There are also screaming subtitles on the curtain. The men and women thrown in are inside, and the demons appear to be slaughtered in various ways.

Looking at the panicked face in front of all kinds of death, Bellur enjoyed it. "Look at this city, John, do you know what you call it in the world? Desire City." Belur said to himself. "Back to Hollywood, there are a lot of young people who want to fly into the sky, their desires are pure enough, and their soul traits are also delicious enough, and all I need to do is provide a little when they want to get something for nothing. Temptation, you can get a delicious soul."

"So, do you want to open a **** chain store in Los Angeles?"

"Very accurate, John, I started to like you." Belur praised it, and continued: "But like me, there are several demons that notice the traits of this city. Their strength is not lower than mine. They have peers. What should I do if you are competing with you? John, the answer is, drive all these colleagues back to hell, and I will enjoy the soul of this city alone, which is why I came to you."

"I can’t find me, so by starting my friend’s daughter and letting me come to you, smart way, Belur. Then I’ll shove, I’ll rush the other demons in Los Angeles back to hell, and you Just return Tracy’s soul to me, right?"

"Yes."

"Then what are we waiting for, hurry up to end this boring drama."

"Of course, after you solve those demons, you know where to find me and have dealt with us for so many years. You should know more than us how much we value the compliance of the contract."

With a snap of his fingers, the picture in front of John disappeared without a trace. Even Bellur, he didn’t see it. Looking around, he realized that he was in front of the gate of the mansion, and he was also confused. Chas, looking around, saw John's appearance and hurried away. "John, what's the matter!"

"It's nothing, Chas, just made a deal with the devil, let's go, we have to get back to old business again." Without saying a word, John opened the car door and sat up, and Chas had to get in the car and start. Car, leave this Devil Street.

On the way back to the city, John also told Chas all his conversations with Bellur, so that Chas, who had been frowning for so long, eased his brows, and the demon could be replaced by the soul of his daughter. Si didn't have much to worry about. After all, when he was with John, there were countless demons that he expelled. This task actually relieved him.

Instead, John, who had been looking at the scenery outside the window, as if he saw something suddenly, shouted directly at Chas on the side: "Stop! Chas!"

Stimulated by John, Chas also came to an emergency brake. Before he could complain, John unfastened his seat belt, opened the door, and walked towards a bar called Los Angeles across the road.

"Seriously! Are you still in a mood to drink at this time?" Chas yelled at his friend across the window.

"Relax old friend, just a glass of wine." Without looking back, John walked towards the bar. It happened that an old man passed by, and suddenly turned his head to look at John, his finger also pointed at the bar, his face dull, and his eyes flashed a white light.

Sure enough, looking at the movement made by the old man, John was silent in his heart, why did he let Chas stop. It was because when he was sitting in the car just now, a driver passing by a bridge car beside his car also appeared to move with the old man just now, looking dull, pointing at the sign of the Los Angeles bar in front, and then galloping away . Counting the previous time in the residential building, it was three times in total. Since coming to this city, these strange experiences have made John think that the disappearance of his friend’s daughter’s soul is just a bait, and there are bigger ones behind. Thing, and now, I am gradually approaching the truth~lightnovelpub.net~ pushes the door open, the bell hanging on the door attracts the attention of the customers who are drinking it inside, but it is only for a moment, and it is not yet on the mouth. The ignited cigarette gave up after John saw the no-smoking sign, walked to the bartender, ordered a glass of ale, and sat at the bar, scanning the crowd. There is no abnormality, everyone here behaves in the most normal way, and then John also believes that the one who let himself in does not let himself drink.

"Good evening, John." While John was in the various glances, a hot-dressed young girl sat down next to him and greeted him. It was at this time that the bartender also left the bar. The whole At the bar, only John and this young lady who I don't know for now are left.

"It was you who asked me to come? What should I call you?" John looked at every part of the young lady in front of his eyes without hesitation, and said in his mouth.

And this young girl also grabbed John's tie directly and pulled it in front of her. A pair of red lips were printed directly. After a hot kiss, she said quietly: "You can call me Los Angeles."

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