Chapter 2756: Greasy person

Multiverse 1, Earth 0, Greenwich Village, New York.
The streets at midnight are still not very quiet here, and all kinds of occult shops are still open.
Gypsies, Indian monks, Japanese priests, etc., dressed like people, are like special service industry practitioners playing uniforms, sitting in the windows of their respective shops, waiting for new curious people to appear on the street.
As I said before, this whole street is basically full of swindlers, full of fakes and lies. There is probably only one caster with real skills, and that is Mrs. Shangdu.
The red phone booth at the corner suddenly opened the door, and inside came out a man wearing a yellow windbreaker with a cigarette in his mouth, and at this moment, he still had a very greasy smile on his face.
That was not an adjective, but in order to get rid of possible tracking by all parties, Constantine painted his face with corpse oil, and as long as he held his breath, he could temporarily disguise himself as a dead person.
But if you have to smoke at the same time, this method may not be effective.
But let's do it, why are you so serious? Anyway, there is a survivor around him.
"Come on, brother, bring her here."
He turned around and waved to the phone booth. Gabriel named ‘good brother’ drank his John’s wine, so he can’t drink it for free.
Even if there is no way to use the angel to block the knife, it is not bad to bring along to help move the goods.
The ghost knew where the woman fell from. Although life was worry-free, she seemed to have dropped her head when she fell on the ground. Even if she was held by a beautiful man like an archangel, she didn't respond.
Okay, Gabriel is now as dirty as a Mexican drug dealer who spit on his face after being drunk. He can't see the perfect look of an angel... But he also hasn't bathed in a year, deodorant. Can it also wake people up?
It seems that this woman is really in a coma, not in disguise.
Gabriel checked her condition at the time and unexpectedly discovered that she was not a creature in the current multiverse, but from outside the wall of origin. He suggested that Constantine find a doctor who can really treat people to save this woman.
If in the past, when he was still an archangel, it would be easy to save a mortal spellcaster.
But now it was no better than before. Gabriel lost his wings and gave up his status as an angel. He was an ordinary person himself, at best his body was more durable.
Zha Kang was giggling and swearing a lot of insulting angels at the time, but at the same time he secretly informed the Dark Zhenglian, and he became serious in his heart.
He sent the three of them to Greenwich and came here to look for Mrs. Shangdu, because her spells can foresee a partly vague future and part of a fragmented past.
Maybe people have foreseen today?
The answer is...it is true.
The door of Mrs. Shangdu’s fortune-telling shop opened wide, and there was a new sign hanging beside the door that said:
"Constantine and angels are not allowed inside."
"Hehe, she is still so duplicity, woman!" Zha Kang took a puff of cigarette, spit to the side, and smeared the soles of the shoes while talking to Gabriel: "Yes, good buddies, Lucifer these guys. Thousands of men and women have slept each year, how many have you slept?"
This is nothing to ask for. Zha Kang led the angel carrying people into the house, kicked the sign aside with his sticky foot, and closed the door smoothly.
"The union of spirit and flesh does not lie in quantity." Gabriel answered Zak Kang calmly. Of course, he can say a number, which is about a thousand people, and there are also men and women.
Because he lives in the shadow of the street, he is still free, so the number of people does not lose Lucifer.
But it doesn't make sense to say that.
"Tsk, you deserve to be an angel." Zha Kang helped the comatose woman and wiped it a few times: "Going to bed is called the union of body and soul. I learned it, haha."
"You'd better learn something useful, such as being polite." Mrs. Du, who had been sitting on the sofa interrupted Constantine's sour speech, and lit the lamp: "I made it clear that you are not allowed to come in. You came in, and you said nasty things that disrespect your master. You are simply moving and stinky dung."
She held her tarot card tightly in her hand, her eyes seemed to look through the person Zakang into the darkness behind him. The air was filled with the smell of incense, which was a habit that Mrs. Shangdu learned when she followed Genghis Khan hundreds of years ago.
Burning some spices can calm people's minds.
But you will still get angry when you see Zha Kang, normal people will, because where there is Zha Kang, there will be troubles, and the small troubles will become big troubles.
Constantine retracted his hand on the of the unconscious lady, put it under his nose to smell it, and fell on the sofa with a grin.
He dropped the cigarette in his mouth, lit another one, and deliberately blew the mixed smoke towards Nimuu, and said: "Sorry, usually when ladies say'no' to me, we British gentlemen agreed that they agreed in their hearts."
If you go back to the time of King Arthur, then Mrs. Shangdu is also an Englishman, so she can be a relative?
But Nimiu is not Zatanna after all, she doesn't eat the smiley face of the British at all.
The wife directly raised her hand and patted the table. The next second Zha Kang was sitting on the sofa turned into a big mouth of blood, swallowing him like a crocodile.
Then there was a crackling sound, that was the wooden frame and spring in the sofa beating the violently.
Constantine blessed all kinds of witchcraft like the "anti-wound curse" all the year round, and would automatically reflect the damage to the person who caused the damage, but this is not a universal magic without flaws.
Just use a little "Puppet Control" spell popular among Gypsies, and you can manipulate things that are inanimate, such as sofas, tables, chairs, and benches to do simple things, so that they can take the rebound damage as the perpetrators. .
Gabriel stepped aside and put down the unconscious woman, and then quietly watched Constantine being beaten up, with an angel's special kind smile on his face.
Nimiu Inwando also has no good feelings for angels.
But Gabriel knew that he was dirty, so he didn't sit on her sofa. This kind of performance wouldn't be annoying.
"Do you need to find a place to clean yourself?" Her tone eased a lot, suggesting that Gabriel could take a bath: "I will take care of this unconscious lady. I foresee her coming, and I only wanted to see her. of."
"Rachel is chasing John, this woman collided with them, maybe this is my lord's arrangement."
Gabriel did not refuse the woman's kindness to provide clean water. He smiled and nodded and also explained the problem. Things will always be different from what he predicted, because there is only one true God in the world, and the Lord has arrangements for everyone.
Then he walked to the back of the shop and cleaned himself.
Looking at the angel’s bald back, Mrs. Shangdu shook her head speechlessly. She has lived like a Gypsy for hundreds of years. com simply does not believe that there is a to determine the fate of people.
She used to think that ‘death’ is a god, a who can determine life and death, but while the girl gave her endless life, she also explained that she was not a god, she was just an ‘existence’.
So from then on, Nimuu was more determined not to worship any gods or demons, because it seemed ridiculous to a sober person.
Speaking of being sober...
"Ms. Lynn, if you wake up, please speak to me, otherwise you will only be considered a threat if you continue to pretend to sleep."
The unconscious woman sat up. She took off her silver crown and adjusted her black dress: "Where is Constantine? If I want to see Constantine, I must immediately, right away, things are very urgent!"
The cannibal sofa shook a few more times.
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