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Chapter 51 The Blessing of the King of Wandering Souls

At night, Konstantin returned to the storage room on the Brooklyn Bridge, swinging drunkenly with a cigarette in his mouth. As soon as he opened the door, he spit out the cigarette in his mouth.

Constantine looked into the dark room and said angrily: "I said, can't you be a little bit moral? I can kill you directly according to the castle law for breaking into private houses."

As soon as the voice fell, the lights in the room were turned on, and Natasha appeared in front of Constantine. She was standing by the dining table, leaning on a chair.

"This is the Sika cigarette you asked for. I bought it back, Mr. Constantine."

Natasha smiled and passed the cigarette in her hand to Constantine, pulled the chair next to her over, and immediately put on a very seductive pose.

Sitting down slowly, showing her smooth lines, Natasha said: "I came here to discuss cooperation with Mr. Constantine, we can talk slowly."

Without immediately responding to Natasha's words, Constantine looked back at the cars parked by the river bank, and then made a friendly gesture towards the cars to make friends.

Konstantin, who turned his head to enter the door, took off the monitor on the door frame, placed it on the dining table in front of Natasha and said, "Now there are more than two of us here."

Natasha showed a very standard smile, stretched out her hand to put away the monitor on the dining table, lay her whole body on the dining table and said, "As long as you are willing to cooperate, you can be our consultant, only the two of us."

At this moment, Constantine stretched out his hand to stroke the dining table, and a bright flame appeared in front of the two of them following his movements, separating the two on both sides of the dining table.

After that, Constantine clasped his hands together and separated them again.Two burning orange flames appeared on Constantine's hands.

"You entered a magician's workshop casually, and installed monitoring equipment in his workshop. Do you really think that magicians are just the kind of guys who can only shoot fireballs?"

"Have you figured it out, are you going to turn into a crab or a beaver?"

Constantine, holding a flame in each hand, uttered threatening words, which froze the smile on Natasha's face, but good agent training allowed her to react quickly.

"You really like to joke, we are here to seek cooperation, why would you touch your things casually, this is just to confirm your return."

Natasha deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "seeking cooperation", making her whole sentence seem to be really looking for Constantine to cooperate.

After dispelling the flame in his hand, Constantine sat opposite Natasha, and Natasha also became serious at this time, no longer having the coquettish attitude just now.

"Tell me, what's the matter, let's talk about it in advance, I can't handle the greedy person's affairs, and I don't dare to provoke this big boss."

As soon as he sat down, Constantine explained the bottom line. Natasha had more information she wanted to know about greedy people, but Constantine just didn't say anything.

Natasha used her speech skills at her peak level, and she couldn't get any information from Constantine.

"Don't waste your time, these little tricks of yours are nothing in front of the hell creatures I deal with."

Konstantin took a drag on his cigarette and took another drag on his wine, without even coming out of the smoke.

Seeing that the inquiry was ineffective, Natasha was about to ask from the beginning: "Why did you win so many lottery tickets?"

"Because I received the blessing of the Lord of Londor's Wandering Soul, my luck is higher than others. I can win the lottery casually."

Constantine took out the lottery ticket he bought today and it was still on the dining table.

"Then why don't you go directly to redeem the grand prize?" Natasha asked the question she wanted to ask.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the question was uttered, Constantine looked at Natasha like a fool.

"There is a difference between a meal and a meal, what do you think!"

He asked a stupid question, without any embarrassment on his face, and Coulson's instructions came from the headset.

"I saw your diploma. Where is Biheim? Did you graduate from the Dragon Academy there?"

When asked this question, Natasha clearly saw the face of the fearless Constantine change, nostalgic, nostalgic, and regretful.

"I was kicked out of Dragon Academy."

Natasha, who gave full play to her gender advantage, took Constantine's hand and said softly, "Don't hold it in your heart, speak it out, I am willing to be your listener."

"I studied magic at the Dragon Academy, but I also learned forbidden spells with the Witch."

Speaking of this, Constantine reached out and touched the thing wrapped around his wrist, and Natasha with sharp eyes saw that it was human hair.

But at this time, holding Constantine's hand, when she inadvertently saw Constantine's blue eyes, Natasha almost jumped up.

Facing Constantine was like facing a real dragon.But at this moment, she sent herself into the dragon's mouth.

"Little girl, I really thought I could get some news from me with just a few words. I told you, you are far worse than those demons from hell, and even your figure is not as good as a succubus."

After finishing speaking, a burning black flame appeared in the hands of the two of them. Natasha couldn't feel any heat, but from the flame, Natasha could see the shadow of fear hidden in the flame.

[Black Flame: After the overlord Vornier fell into the abyss, the spells discovered by the magicians who became the gravekeepers were subsequently discovered.Can ignite a huge black flame in the hand.The black flame born from the abyss cannot produce shadows, and no one clearly understands it. It is only said that it is the flame of human nature. 】

The flame slowly extended to the two people, covering their arms.

Natasha twisted her shoulders frantically, trying to pull her hand out of Constantine's palm, but Constantine didn't move at all.

The sound of breaking the door came from behind Natasha, and the special team filed in, forming a circle around the dining table, pointing their guns at Constantine.

Coulson walked in through the door and said as he walked, "Mr. Constantine, let Natasha go, we can talk."

With a cigarette in his mouth, the cigarette ignited by itself. Constantine took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke towards Coulson. The smoke condensed and sprayed Coulson's face.

"This chick is yours? If I don't let her go, what can you do to me?"

"Then I have to blow up this place."

Coulson calmly stated his plan, as if Natasha was an abandoned child.

After smoking a whole cigarette in one breath and spitting out the cigarette butt in his mouth, Konstantin finally let go of Natasha's hand, and said with a bit of regret: "Little girl, you are not doing well in this organization."

Constantine put his feet on the dining table and returned to the posture in the office. Coulson took Natasha's place and sat opposite Constantine.

The only difference was that black flames were still burning on the dining table, reflecting the figures of the people on the wall, dividing the entire space into a boundary between light and darkness.

"Can we talk now, Constantine."

"Tell me what you want to know."

"Your background, and where did you learn it?" Coulson generously took out a tape recorder and put it in front of him.

"I graduated from the Dragon Academy in Biheim, and my teacher is Obeck."

(End of this chapter)