Plane hunting

Chapter 451 Trading
I wish the brothers a happy new year, eat and drink well!

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"I have a big deal, do you dare to accept it?"

When Huang Shaohong said these words, Constantine showed interest at first, but suddenly coughed for no reason, and the coughing became more and more severe, and he couldn't stop it.

He first waved to Huang Shaohong, then he staggered up with his mouth covered, walked to the sink not far away, and then the sink coughed more than a dozen times in a row until he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then gradually calmed down.

Konstantin rinsed it with water, then turned around, walked to the table and sat down, lit another cigarette for himself, took two puffs, and felt much more comfortable and relaxed.

"You go, I'm not interested in doing business now, and I won't do it in the future!"

At this time, Constantine's originally interested expression has disappeared, replaced by a lonely and worried expression.

There was a smile on the corner of Huang Shaohong's mouth: "Don't you want to hear what the big deal I'm talking about is?"

Constantine took another two puffs of his cigarette, stood up and put on his windbreaker: "I'm going out for a while, you guys should go back too!"

After coughing just now, his attitude suddenly changed, and there was a kind of indifference in his voice that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"Okay, but I'm confident you'll finally say yes!"

Huang Shaohong got up and waved his hands, and led Jalwo out of Constantine's house.

The next day, at Santa Maria Hospital in Los Angeles, a black female doctor looked at the shadowed lungs in front of her and remained silent.

Konstantin complained with a dejected look on his face: "You know what I have done for the world? I fix things that most people haven't even heard of, and I'm going to die because of smoking"

He said looking at an unlit cigarette in his hand, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

The black female doctor was obviously an old acquaintance with him, and said apologetically, "John, you are not the first."

A look of hope flashed in Constantine's eyes: "Please Les, you saved me once, can you save me again?"

The female doctor named Les emphasized helplessly: "This is malignant." The implication is needless to say. Obviously, in the eyes of the female doctor, Constantine's illness is hopeless.

Rice went on to say: "20 years ago, you didn't want to live, and now you don't want to leave. In fact, you can think about driving some."

Before she finished speaking, Constantine had already lit himself a cigarette again and started smoking.

Rice said helplessly, "You still smoke in this situation?"

Constantine turned on the lighter and asked, "Can you live longer without smoking?"

Rice sighed: "John, you are really ready!"

Constantine laughed at himself: "Are you ready for the funeral? No need, I know where I'm going!"

As he spoke, he opened the door of the office and walked out directly.

Constantine, who was in a bad mood, walked into the elevator with blank eyes and leaned against the wall marked with the words 'no smoking' in English on the side of the elevator, smoking a cigarette by himself.

When the elevator door was about to close, a young Caucasian woman hurried over from the other side of the corridor, but she was obviously unable to catch the elevator, and she begged Constantine:

"Sir, can you press the door for me, please?"

The Caucasian woman had a sad look on her face, apparently something sad had happened to her as well.

Constantine showed a smile that seemed to be mocking and self-deprecating, and refused: "I'm sorry ma'am, I can't help you!"

It was obviously a little effort, but he refused with a mocking face, which instantly brought tears to the eyes of the already sad Caucasian woman. At this moment, her negative emotions reached their peak, and she almost cried out because of her grievance.

And she could only watch the elevator doors close, but there was nothing she could do about it.

At this moment, behind Constantine, a man's hand, whiter than a woman's hand, stretched out, stretched out his middle finger and pressed the door opening button in time, and the closed elevator door opened again.

The white woman and Constantine were taken aback at the same time, each with different emotions.

"Thank you!"

The Caucasian woman stepped into the elevator and nodded her thanks to the handsome Asian guy behind Constantine.

Constantine turned his head, looked at Huang Shaohong, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Huang Shaohong nodded to the Caucasian woman first, then shrugged at Constantine, and teased, "You didn't behave like a gentleman just now!"

Constantine laughed at himself: "I'm not a gentleman!"

"That's why you can't go to heaven!" Huang Shaohong said pointingly.

Of course, the 'reasons for not going to heaven' he refers to is not a gentleman's problem, it has nothing to do with not going to heaven.

Constantine's eyes shrank suddenly, and his expressionless dead face instantly became a little excited, and he asked in a low voice, "How do you know?"

At this time, the Caucasian woman who had just entered the elevator looked at Huang Shaohong more and more familiarly, and asked, "Sir, have we met somewhere?"

This woman is not a sideshow, but the heroine in the original plot, the female police officer Huang Shaohong met at the police station.

At that time, Huang Shaohong's memory was probably transferred by Po Tong to watch a small movie, which seriously affected his memory. He only thought this woman looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

In fact, he was very familiar with this woman's face, because the actress who played the heroine was the heroine in the Hollywood blockbuster 'The Mummy' trilogy.

Huang Shaohong didn't intend to greet this woman at first, but when she saw that she recognized him, he nodded with a smile: "We met in the police station before!"

"Oh, I remembered, you're just that little girl who is not li!" The Caucasian female police officer pointed at Huang Shaohong angrily, and said with a slightly agitated expression, but she, who was blind to Asians, Clearly mistaken.

At this time, the elevator door just opened, and two beautiful blonde girls were about to come in. When they heard the words of the white female police officer, they immediately retreated in a panic, looking at Huang Shaohong with disgust and contempt in their eyes.

Huang Shaohong's smile froze on his face, he looked at the elevator showing that he had reached the third floor, and asked the policewoman, "Which floor are you going to?"

"First floor, what are you doing, I warn you not to think about those nasty things, be careful and I will take you back to the police station!" The white female police officer tightened her clothes after she finished speaking.

Huang Shaohong reached out and grabbed her by the neck and threw her out of the elevator door: "The elevator is full, go up the stairs by yourself, eighth woman!"

The last three words were cursed in Chinese. After cursing, I reached out and pressed the door close button, and turned my head to Constantine and said:
"You made the right choice not to let this bitch come up, I apologize to you!"

Constantine looked at Huang Shaohong in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be worse than me, are you really a little girl?"

Huang Shaohong was about to go mad with anger: "The bitch just died of her younger sister, and her head was stimulated. Do you believe what she said?"

After talking about the purpose of this trip, he suppressed the unknown fire in his chest and said to Constantine: "Can you find a place to talk?"

"Go to my house!"

Constantine thought for a while without refusing, and nodded in agreement.

When he came to Constantine's house again, Huang Shaohong didn't treat himself as an outsider. He sat down at the table and tapped the table with his fingers: "Is there any drink, the stronger the better!"

"Do you want gasoline? It's even more intense!"

After Constantine made a joke, he poured two glasses of whiskey, put one of them in front of Huang Shaohong, and asked, "Where's your werewolf bodyguard?"

"That's actually my butler!"

Seeing that Constantine wanted to light a cigarette after taking a sip of his wine, Huang Shaohong took out two 'King of Denmark cigars' and threw one over.

"Smoking this, this is powerful!"

Constantine looked at the cigarette in his hand, then at the cigar wrapped in gold leaf and studded with diamonds in front of him, and put the cigarette aside, then picked up the cigar and lit it for himself.

He commented while smoking: "It tastes good, but it's not as good as the top Cuban cigars!"

Huang Shaohong pouted, and looked at Constantine with the eyes of a bumpkin: "Am I smoking a cigar? I'm smoking a gold diamond!"

"Uh, what you said makes sense, pretend I didn't say it!"

Constantine shrugged his shoulders, and then said seriously: "Okay, it's time to talk about the business, what did you mean in the elevator?"

"What?" Huang Shaohong pretended to be confused and took a sip of whiskey, then looked at Constantine with a smile.

"That's the sentence I can't go to heaven!"

Constantine gritted his teeth when he said this, obviously he was very concerned about this matter.

With a cigar in his mouth, Huang Shaohong tapped his fingers on the table and said:
"John Constantine has yin and yang eyes since he was a child. Oh, this is what we call it in the East. It means that he can see ghosts and spirits. This is regarded as a kind of psychic ability in your West!"

"Then because my parents and friends couldn't understand, and a person couldn't bear the pressure brought by this ability, I chose to commit suicide when I was 15 years old. I was rescued by Dr. Rice after 2 minutes of death, but because of this, I knew the meaning of heaven and hell. exist!"

When Huang Shaohong spoke, Konstantin began to see sweat on his forehead, and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Huang Shaohong ignored him, but continued on his own:
"Because I have seen the horror of hell, I only want to go to heaven after death, but in the Christian doctrine, suicide is a felony, and it is destined to go to hell!"

"That's why you have been subduing demons in the world and kicking those who don't obey the rules back to hell, but the purpose is not pure, it is to please God, and you want to enter heaven after death, but unfortunately everything you do is useless. You are destined to go to hell!"

'bah'

Constantine directly swept the wine glass in front of him to the ground, and it fell to pieces. He stood up with his hands on the table, fixed his eyes on Huang Shaohong's, and shouted angrily:

"Why, why can't I go to heaven, haven't I done enough? This is so unfair, you know how many good things I have done!"

"But you don't even want to press the elevator for someone!"

Huang Shaohong sneered with a cigar in his mouth, and then said:

"How can there be any fairness or injustice? Some people are born rich, some people are born poor, some people are kind-hearted and die early, some people do evil and live long. Now you complain about unfairness? Don't you want to be so naive!"

He smiled and exhaled a puff of smoke: "You violated the rules they set, and you have to bear the result. But"

When Huang Shaohong said this, he said in a bewitching tone: "I can give you fairness!

Konstantin was taken aback, brought another glass over and poured himself a glass of wine: "Is that the big deal you said?"

"That's right!" Huang Shaohong snapped his fingers: "As long as you help me get what I want, I can cure your illness, and even prevent you from going to heaven or hell, and staying on earth forever!"

Constantine's hand that was putting the cigar in his mouth stopped in mid-air: "How is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible? If my werewolf butler bites you, you will become a werewolf too, and it will be no problem to live for 800 years!"

Constantine shook his head and said, "I don't want to become a werewolf!"

"It's okay, I also have vampire and zombie packages here! If you want to become a zombie in the East, you can also discuss it," Huang Shaohong said indifferently.

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Although Constantine was a little moved, he still refused: "I don't want to become those inhuman monsters, do you have any other options?"

As he spoke, he coughed again, this time worse than the last time.

Huang Shaohong shook his head helplessly, got up, walked around the table and walked to Constantine: "I can cure your illness, so that you can live for decades!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to poke the lung acupoint on his back, and the force of a yang finger penetrated directly into it. Constantine's lung meridian was nourished, and the cough that never stopped coughing up blood stopped instantly.

"I'm completely fine?" Constantine's eyes flashed a light called hope!

"But it didn't!"

Huang Shaohong sat back in his seat and said: "This is a kind of oriental martial arts, which can cure your illness, but there are some troubles. Now it is only temporarily suppressing your illness. You will continue to cough up blood within a day. I want to treat you There will be an easier way!"

Constantine was silent for a while before asking: "What do you want?" Seeing his serious look, it was obvious that what the other party wanted was not simple!
Sure enough, I saw the handsome Asian guy on the opposite side, showing a devilish smile: "I want Gabriel's blood, the more the better!"

"What are you kidding? How is this possible!"

Constantine turned pale with fright, and then anger appeared on his face: "Are you kidding me?"

"Of course I'm not kidding you. There is nothing impossible in this world as long as you dare to think!"

Huang Shaohong made a calm gesture:

"I know you can see Gabriel. In her eyes, you are just a poor wretch who is about to fall into hell. She will definitely not be wary of you. I have a big move called 'Undead Scourge', which can control the undead. The army is attacking the church where she is, and when the time comes, you slash her in the back, and we will have everything!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and asked in astonishment: "We are talking here, they won't hear it, right?" He pointed to the top and bottom, and it was self-evident who he was asking.

Constantine laughed a little and said: "You just thought of asking now, why did you do it long ago, but don't worry, it's okay! There is an agreement between them not to interfere in the affairs of the world, and naturally they won't be able to hear the conversation between you and me. Pray for what!"

Huang Shaohong let out a long breath: "That's good, otherwise you will die before you leave the school. By the way, do you want to do this business?"

"No, I can't promise you, this matter"

Without waiting for Constantine to finish his refusal, Huang Shaohong interrupted: "If this matter is completed, there will be bigger business waiting for you."

Constantine was brought into the rhythm by him, and subconsciously asked curiously: "What is a bigger business?"

"For example, if you don't become a non-human being, you can live forever and live forever in the world!"

"This is impossible!"

"What is impossible, I am!" Huang Shaohong pointed at himself with the cigar in his hand!
He looked at Constantine's distrustful eyes, and Huang Shaohong poured all the whiskey in front of him into his mouth: "It's not just asking you to choose the last one, you can try the previous plan first."

"You are such a devil!" Constantine pondered for a long time, and finally sat down on the chair a little bit. There are not many paths he can choose now!

(End of this chapter)