Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 660 Bloody Disaster

Autumn may be the last sunny weather in New York after the fall.

A private jet landed at JFK Airport
Five black cars drove out of the airport and headed towards the Tiangong Building.

In the middle car, David was enjoying a foot massage from a blonde maid.

While getting used to the wet kiss from his female companion who had most of her body pressed on him.

The black-haired secretary, wearing a cheongsam that showed off her curvy figure, wished she could rub her entire body into David.

David was enjoying the secretary's rosy little mouth, when suddenly he pushed the secretary aside and turned on the communication device in the car.

A screen of light unfolded in front of David, and on the other side of the screen was Constantine, who was smoking a cigar and had a decadent look on his face.

David frowned and said, "John, why did you think of contacting me?"

The female secretary twisted her body, and her whole body was wrapped around David like a beautiful snake, and her little tongue moved back and forth on David's neck...

John Constantine took a puff of his cigar: "David, do me a favor, help me find someone!"

"Looking for someone! Last time you asked me to help you find someone to excavate the ruins of the Temple of the Sun in Greece, but the curse was triggered and more than 20 people died. I had to pay for the compensation!"

"And the last time, you asked me to help you snatch Cletus's red can, but you didn't tell me that it was in the hands of a demigod!"

"Ahem! He's just a demigod. It's not like you can't defeat him!"

Constantine coughed.

"What about the last time before that when you captured Bachin? You told me that you were only dealing with a small demon, even though you were one of the 72 demon gods!"

David looked at Constantine coldly.

"I didn't explain this matter clearly in advance, but you made a lot of money by selling Bachin to the Tianyi Palace!" Constantine exhaled a puff of smoke and defended himself.

"Tell me, who are you looking for?" David slapped the secretary's face and looked at Constantine unhappily.

The infamous Constantine is well-known in the wizarding world.

But this guy is right.
After several collaborations, although Constantine cheated him a few times, he also received generous rewards.

(Bachin is the 72th demon among King Solomon's 18 demons. He is a man with a snake tail riding a colorful horse. He can identify herbs and gems, and can also teleport people.)
"A girl, her age should be between 14 and 17 years old, proficient in dark magic!"

"That's all?" David waited for a long time, and seeing that Constantine didn't finish, he squinted his eyes and said:

"Based on the characteristics you gave, there are at least eight thousand people who meet the requirements in the world. Aren't you an expert in divination? How can you not find someone?"

Constantine put one hand in his pocket, his haggard face looming in the white smoke:
"Her fate is too difficult, I can't figure it out, and I'm not sure if she is in this universe, so I can only ask you for help!
With the capabilities of your Tang Group, it shouldn't be difficult to find someone based on these characteristics!"

"Who are you looking for?"

David sat up suddenly when he heard that Constantine could not figure out the girl's fate.

Constantine is one of the first reincarnationists in the Hall of Reincarnation, and is also the boss's agent.

No one knows how many cards he has.

However, David could also see something from the empty hell of this universe.

This guy's strength is above mine.

And David knew that this guy was particularly good at predictive magic and was proficient in divination.

When the two of them were working together, there was a feathered serpent god from the Mayan pantheon hiding in a small pyramid world and sleeping.

The place was extremely secretive, but Constantine still found the entrance using only a tortoise shell and three copper coins.

Although the Mayan pantheon has disappeared, the Quetzalcoatl is still a god-king at the level of the Father God in the Marvel Universe.

Constantine could predict the hiding place of a being of this level, but now he said he couldn't predict the whereabouts of a little girl.

"Raven!" Constantine glanced at David, and seeing the look on David's face that said, "If you don't explain clearly, don't ask me for help," he came clean.

"You are crazy, you want to provoke the Three Palace Demon!"

David's eyes widened. Before coming to the DC multiverse, he had collected detailed information about this universe.

Among them is the information about the Three Palace Demons
The Three Palace Demons are not the demons of hell that were lured by Constantine.

That is a demon from another dimension that is truly powerful enough to destroy the universe!

He was also one of the beings that the think tank staff specially marked for him as not to be provoked before he came to this multiverse.

And the raven that Constantine was looking for was his daughter!

"No, I can't promise you that!" David crossed his arms and looked at Constantine with a serious expression:

"Tang Group is the boss's property. Without the boss's order, I cannot put the entire Tang Group in danger because of you!"

"David, my friend, it's not that serious. I just ask you to find someone," Constantine spread his hands:

"Don't worry, I won't provoke Sangong, I just want to talk to him!"

"That's what you said when you provoked Bushong. What happened? You sold him off to Tiangong Palace!"

David snorted coldly. In his eyes, this bastard Constantine had no credibility at all!

Constantine sighed: "You can't blame me for this, it's because Tiangong Temple offered a high price to find a treasure hunter!

I also happen to know that the ability of the 72 Demon Gods, Libusong, is to discover hidden facts and treasures!
It's like a chick taking off her clothes in front of you, any man would lose control!"

Constantine looked at David who looked unhappy, and changed the subject:
"You should know that what I do is more beneficial than harmful to the Heavenly Court, otherwise you would not cooperate with me!"

After hearing Constantine's words, David's expression eased somewhat.

Constantine was right. His action of trapping those demons from hell seemed like they were using him.

But in the end, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages for the Heavenly Court.

After all, a demon from hell is a top-quality treasure even in heaven.

But even so, David would not help Constantine provoke a being like the Three Palaces Demon.

"What on earth do you want to do with Raven? I don't believe you just want to chat with Sangong Mo!"

David stared at Constantine coldly and warned him, "It's no secret that you have been looking for those hell demons to break the restrictions on your body for so many years!"

After finishing a cigar, Constantine took out another one from the cigar box, lit the cigar with a pure gold lighter, and slowly brought the cigar to his mouth:

"I didn't mean to hide it from you," Constantine exhaled a smoke ring:
"David, believe it or not, your big boss is also aware of my action of finding someone to break the restriction on my body. Do you know why he doesn't care?"

David frowned and didn't answer.

Constantine said to himself: "Because I can bring value to the Heavenly Court,
Why do you think I work so hard to trap so many demons for your heaven? I am proving my worth. A hound that can catch rabbits can live longer, instead of being made into a hot pot!"

David stared at Constantine: "Have you ever thought that the boss doesn't care about what you do!"

Constantine was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, the Lord doesn't care!"

For a moment, both of them fell silent. Constantine smoked his cigar silently until half of the cigar was burned out. Then he spoke again:
"I'm looking for Sangongmo to use him to deal with the Buddha behind Clark, and Darkseid!"

"You went to the Pentagon, so you should know what those stupid government bureaucrats did?
They want to drive the tiger to devour the wolf, but how can a tiger be fed so easily? Apocalypse is now ready to move, and the earth is in danger! I need to find some helpers!"

Hearing Constantine's explanation, David had a skeptical look on his face: "It's a very righteous act, but this is unlike you, John. In my impression, you are not so responsible!"

Constantine glanced at David in dissatisfaction and said angrily: "Hey, how can you say that to me? After all, I am the famous Hell Detective in the world and a famous superhero in the DC universe!"

David shook his head and looked at Constantine with a strange look: "Forget it, I'll save some face for you. I won't talk about the shit you did. I'll have someone investigate the matter of Raven!
If there is nothing else, I will hang up!"

David touched the female secretary who had slipped under him at some point, patted her head, and was about to end the call.

Constantine suddenly gloated and said, "Oh, David, I just told you a fortune, it seems like you will have a bloody disaster today, be careful!"

"Bloody disaster! Me?" David frowned and was about to ask for clarification, but with a ding, Constantine on the other end of the phone had already hung up.

At this time, the female secretary who was kneeling on David's thighs raised her blushing face and looked at him: "Boss, I will notify them to strengthen security now!"

"It's too late, they're coming!" David looked out the window and said coldly.

"boom!"

Crazy explosions resounded throughout the world.
The bridge that the convoy was passing through suddenly turned into countless pieces and flew away in the bright light and flames.

A black and red pillar of fire rushed up from under the bridge.
The car David was in was blown up to a height of nearly 30 meters.
The black bulletproof car flew more than ten meters away and crashed heavily onto the bridge deck. It continued to rub against the ground and produced a large amount of sparks.

The two cars in front immediately braked and stopped, but the two cars behind rushed into the river.

David was sitting in the car and felt his body shake violently. Then, along with a huge explosion, he felt as if he was flying in the clouds.

By the time the car landed, David, the secretary, and the blonde maid had already fallen into a heap inside the car due to inertia.

David stopped the secretary with one hand and held the blonde maid with the other, then he turned his head to look out the window.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air rang out, and the bullets from the large-caliber sniper rifle drew white lines in the air, accurately hitting David's car and the two cars parked on the bridge.

The specially made bullets hit the car body, and immediately a loud explosion was heard.

Dozens of powerful anti-tank rockets flew over from the top of a distant building.
David's car and the two cars left on the bridge were blown away at the same time and smashed heavily onto the bridge deck again.

A car was penetrated by two armor-piercing shells, which detonated the car's fuel tank.

The entire car turned into a ball of fire with a diameter of tens of meters.

The powerful shock wave sent David's car flying more than ten meters away.

In the firelight, more than a dozen black figures jumped out of the car, their clothes torn.

They all had heavy guns in their hands, and fired back violently in the direction where the bullets were coming from. When the bullets hit them, a layer of rippling golden water waves immediately appeared on their bodies, bouncing all the bullets back.

David's car was completely destroyed in a blinding flame.

The female secretary in a cheongsam looked like a kitten whose tail was stepped on.

She broke free from David's arms and floated in the air, waving her hands repeatedly.

Countless green wind blades formed behind him and shot out in the direction where the bullets and rockets came from.

At the same time, a group of bodyguards in black also surrounded the killers with heavy machine guns.

"Bang bang bang bang", one after another large-caliber bullets immediately hit their heads, hearts, lower abdomen and other vital parts.

With loud bangs, the bullets were blown away, as if they were not hitting a flesh and blood body, but a steel puppet.

David's face, which usually wore a gentle smile, was now filled with a solemn expression. He looked coldly at the bullets flying everywhere:
"A bloody disaster, that's it?"

The red trajectory is so eye-catching in the air.

The bullet was flying at a high speed, but in David's sight it became as slow as a snail.

He clearly saw a string of more than a dozen small-caliber rifle bullets whizzing in.
The bullets flew through the air.

As far as David could see, on a building about two kilometers away,

The panicked killers were covered in blood.

Or it was blown to pieces.

The mercenaries from the Black Magic Security Company were still firing wildly with their heavy weapons.

These bodyguards who have been modified by genetic drugs,

As superpowers, they blasted the killers in the distance into pieces as if they were shooting at a fixed target 50 meters away.

However, there were still an unknown number of killers, shooting wildly at this side from a dozen high-rise buildings near and far.

They also saw that their weapons did not seem to have much effect on these bodyguards, and they discovered the powerful supernatural powers of the female secretary.

The assassin leader cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, why didn't the employer tell us that the president of Tang Group has such a strong bodyguard team? Change to heavy weapons!"

The blinding beam of light from the heavy energy cannon silently enveloped the entire bridge.

The hundreds-meter-long bridge collapsed in an instant, taking with it dozens of innocent passing cars.
At the same time, he fell into the river.

In David's eyes, everything seemed like a slow motion movie.
The broken bridge surface, cracked car shells and pulverized human body parts are clearly visible.

They burned, melted, turned into ashes in the air, and floated into the green river.

Several human bodies were lifted high up by the blast. Just then a beam of high-energy light whizzed past, and those people turned into a black afterimage in the bright light curtain, and then completely evaporated, leaving only a few wisps of green smoke floating gently into the sky.

In the rain-like beams of light, David's magical power turned into a light curtain, protecting a section of the bridge with a radius of about 100 meters.
The golden light curtain sparkled in the air. When the light beam hit the light shield, it was completely integrated into the light shield without causing any damage.

"Interesting. Energy weapons. Standard weapons of the federal military. They are trying to take advantage of the chaos during this period to fish in troubled waters!"

David murmured in a low voice, "Who wants to attack me? Is it the rednecks in the military who believe in white supremacy, or the Jewish group that covets the potion of God, or the Illuminati!"

.........

The killers who used heavy weapons watched in horror as the black-clad bodyguards' clothes burst open and they swelled into green giants four or five meters tall. They leaped hundreds of meters high and covered several kilometers in a few leaps before arriving in front of them.

The killers raised the energy weapons in their hands and wanted to launch a counterattack, but they were horrified to find that the energy beams, which were powerful enough to penetrate the armor of current main battle tanks, only left a smoke-like mark on these Hulks.

The green giants stretched out their palms as big as palm leaves and grabbed the heads of the killers one by one. Bang! Bang! Bang!

In front of these "Hulks", these agile and well-trained killers are as weak as newborn babies.

"Notify the New York Police Department and have them come over to clean up the place!"

Several bulletproof vehicles arrived at the scene before the police car, and a bodyguard opened the car door for David.

David, holding his female secretary in his arms, looked at the police cars in the distance that did not dare to move forward, waved his hand and gave orders.

...............

The golden sunlight sparkled on the walls covered with vines.

A high-end community, a quiet corner, a warm and comfortable building,

A strong security system, sufficient reputation and a long history are enough to make it a top private club.

This club, whose logo is a palace in the clouds,
It just so happens that none of the above conditions are lacking, and everything is more than enough.

More than a hundred years of ancient tradition, the most conservative atmosphere, the most comfortable furnishings,

With the strongest fighters from the Federation's strongest security company, 'Black Magic', as its guard force, this is indeed a top-notch club.

Because of his experience as a card soldier, David has a special feeling for New York.

Therefore, the headquarters of Tang Group, Tiangong Building, was also established in New York.

Of course, compared to Gotham next door, New York in the DC universe does not have so many disasters.

The thirty-three-story Tiangong Building where the Tang Group is located is not very tall.

However, the two nearby blocks and two villa areas are all their territory.

David lives in a villa area two kilometers away from the Tang Group.

This villa area is also home to New York's top clubs.

A circle of powerful people attached to the Tang Group.

The ownership of this club is under the name of Tang David.

For this club where the minimum annual fee is calculated in tens of millions, money is just the threshold to join this club.

In the chess and card room of a villa, several men in their forties were playing cards at two tables.

The chips in front of them are piled up like mountains. If the media knew that these familiar faces were addicted to gambling, probably the entire New York State would shake up a little.

In the billiard room, the men who were playing billiard seemed to have a long list of titles each.

As for the people who were tasting the finest cigars in the cigar room, one of them was the mayor of New York City.

David, who had just returned to his lair after an assassination attempt, sat in a bright study.

Start writing several formal letters in the most formal format.

These letters were prepared to be sent to some allies of the Tang Group and contained suggestions regarding the Pentagon meeting.

In addition, let these "allies" show their sincerity and use their power to find out who planned this assassination.

The tip of the pen slid smoothly across the letter paper, and David wrote a lot of nonsense in a fancy font that he was least used to.
While quietly instructing the female secretary standing beside him.

"Rowling, spread the word in the underground world. I want to know the origins of those killers and find out their employers!"

David pressed the tip of his pen hard on the letter paper, frowned, and looked up to instruct the female secretary who was about to leave:

"Well, you heard what Constantine said, find the girl named Raven,

Constantine is still a poor student. He said I had a bloody disaster. Does he think these assassins can hurt me? "

The female secretary bowed slightly and shook her head.
"Boss, your strength is more terrifying than that of a god. Those killers are just a bunch of weak little bugs in front of you. Naturally, they can't hurt you!"

The female secretary turned around and was about to do something, but suddenly she remembered something, stopped, and turned back and said:
"Boss, has your card been lent out? The Dream Paradise Bar in Los Angeles sent a message that someone presented a supreme level membership card!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound of metal breaking was heard, which scared the female secretary. She looked carefully and found that the pen in her boss's hand had broken into two pieces at some point.

The tip of the pen pierced deeply into the back of his hand, and blood flowed out.

After following David for so long, the secretary learned for the first time that her boss's blood was golden.

The golden blood and black ink mixed together to form a ball of strange golden ink.

"Boss, your hand!"

The female secretary rushed to David in her high heels and wanted to bandage his wound.

But David grabbed her hand and said, "Are you sure it's the highest level membership card!"

The female secretary had never seen her president with such an expression before. The nervousness, solemnity, and expectation were all concentrated on this face. There was no trace of his usual calmness, as if he was watching the ebb and flow of the tide.

You have to know that even at the beginning, when a newly elected federal president came to power, the first thing he did was to sign a presidential order to investigate the Tang Group in the name of endangering national security.

After the president of the company got the news, he just said, "Let him be!"
Of course, the very next day after the presidential order was signed, the president died of a stroke in his bedroom in the White House.

"It's the highest level VIP, for sure! I thought it was your card!" The secretary's hand was grabbed so hard by David that it hurt.

"There is only one highest VIP rank in the Tang Group!"

"The boss is here!" David stood up suddenly: "Prepare a private plane for me, I want to fly to Los Angeles!"

"No, no, the plane is too slow! I can go there by myself!"

David started to walk away, but after taking two steps, he noticed the ink on his body.

"Law Lin, prepare a set of clothes for me. It must be formal. Quick!"

"Oh!" The female secretary came to her senses from her shock and hurried to the cloakroom next door to get clothes.