Some people call me the Detective of Hell, and some people call me scum.
But I still prefer to hear someone calling me John softly in my ear before falling asleep and after waking up.
John Constantine, at your service.
Mr Osborne."
Some sudden sounds sounded!
Then there was the straight shot!
Nick Fury pulled out the pistol tucked under his arm and shot Constantine three times in the head!
Obviously he has realized the truth that Constantine is beyond mortals!
"Ding ding ding~"
The three bullets fell to the ground one by one, and a red mark appeared on the forehead of Constantine who was standing there.
"Ahem, Director Nick Fury, I must say your marksmanship is really great.
If there is a chance, can I ask you to go on an adventure together?
Don't worry, for an excellent agent like you, I won't be willing to treat you like a 'little umbrella' and throw it away after use.
I will at least clean you inside and out and take it with me, waiting for the next use."
Constantine said with a smile and touched his stubble.
What a great feeling it is to be a nephalem!
The constantly surging power in his blood and his gradually strengthening body have become part of Constantine's confidence.
As for using the same "little umbrella" repeatedly, that is also true.
After all, he was quite poor before.
But "safety" cannot be relaxed.
After all, Hell Detective almost died of lung cancer, so he had no intention of giving himself another HIV infection.
"John Constantine, what are you here for?
Who else told you I was in this place?"
Nick Fury didn't get angry because of Constantine's irrelevant remarks, even though he was likened to a safety device that needs to be used again and again.
Nick Fury only cares about one thing now, and that is why Constantine appears in this place?
He doesn't believe at all that Constantine came here for Norman Osborn!
After all, no one knew that Nick Fury was planning to make Norman Osborn the director of SHIELD!
Nick Fury put his hand under the table in a very natural way.
At least this action has not aroused any suspicion now.
"I'm just strolling around, although I do have something I want to see you for.
But seeing how you don’t welcome me, what can I do?
Are you trying to push my backside towards you? What? Are you interested in me?
I won't refuse anyone who comes, but I hope we can come alternately."
Constantine acted more like he was confident, and Nick Fury was a little unsure for a while.
Previous tests have proven that the current Constantine can ignore firearms of ordinary calibers, but Nick Fury does not think that such a guy is invincible.
There are many people in this world who are not afraid of guns, but it is not impossible to defeat the opponent!
"The purpose of my coming here is not to listen to your flirting. If Mr. Constantine can really solve the Osborne family's genetic disease, I will do my best to help you get what you want!"
Norman Osborne had no intention of saving face for these two guys.
He didn't care at all about the agreement between Nick Fury and Constantine, he just wanted to get a solution to the genetic disease.
"Huh, you are indeed the leader of a group. If possible, I really hope to have a good communication with you.
But... honestly how can I trust you?
This is not the first time I have cooperated with a guy like you. According to my experience,
What a guy like you is most likely to do is to get what you want from me and then find a way to silence me.
But now I’m not so worried about this problem.”
Constantine was still talking casually.
I can't tell what his purpose is at all.
But Nick Fury is patient enough.
Constantine is a scumbag, but scumbag is still a human being.
This guy never does anything meaningless, although he can be quite reckless sometimes.
"SHIELD can be the guarantee for our cooperation!
Of course, if you have other candidates you trust as witnesses, I will also be able to accept it!"
Norman's partner changed to Constantine almost without any hesitation.
And Nick Fury just watched.
Maybe this is just Norman Osborn's method?
The search for rare goods has turned into shopping around. At this time, lowering the price is the best way.
It's just that this change happened a little quickly.
“Someone I trust to witness?
Phew~ Awesome!
Then I'm going to call someone.
I seem to have heard you talk about angels and demons before, so can you accept an angel as a witness?"
Constantine took out the cigarette case and lit one for himself.
This guy is as good as ever.
"Angel?"
Nick Fury frowned, while Norman Osborn looked indifferent.
But seeing those merely clenched fists, one could tell that this guy was not as calm as he appeared.
"I've wanted to see God for a long time."
Norman's voice broke when he spoke.
"What? Are you going to ask why your family has to suffer such a sad fate?
Come on!
You are not the only unlucky people in the world.
Don't say that the angels I mentioned are different from your understanding. Even if they are the same, they won't give you any answers.
What value do humans have to them?
To put it bluntly, your faith is worthless!
If faith hadn't made your soul a power in their hands, do you think they would have sent down divine grace?
I'm confused, those guys don't always respond to your requests when they fulfill your wishes.
Why are you so fond of them one by one?
Why do you never thank the lottery company like this when you buy lottery tickets? Is it because you didn’t win?
But what’s the difference between this belief?”
Constantine smacked his tongue and muttered, which did not surprise Nick Fury.
After all, this guy has never been in awe of angels and demons.
To be continued...