"Man, people will become evil when they become demons, consider the burning hell.
Then why do you think humans will still think about humans after they become angels?
At most, they just still cherish the beautiful things.
Protecting humans should be their only incidental action."
Luke seemed particularly unhappy when he said this.
When it comes to the higher heavens, every Nephalem has the right to act according to their own ideas.
This is an ideological problem, and the Nephalem generally don't care about such problems.
As long as they don't act like a bad guy, then they don't care about anything...
"It's really troublesome! What the hell is SHIELD doing over there?
Why are you so procrastinating about doing things now?
In the past, before Hydra was killed, SHIELD's work efficiency was very high.
Most problems are controlled before they break out.
Why does it feel like S.H.I.E.L.D. is no longer controlled by Hydra?"
Rumlow's words actually contained a lot of swear words.
It's just that these words were "purified" driven by some kind of force.
But he doesn't have any problem with SHIELD.
SHIELD's work efficiency is indeed not what it used to be.
“You ask me this question and I don’t even know!
Shouldn't you think about this problem yourself? You used to be from SHIELD!
And it’s from the Hydra side.”
Luke was a little impatient.
"Bah, when it comes to Hydra, I feel unlucky!
At the beginning, they talked about how powerful they were.
As a result, when it was being repaired, it didn't show any skill at all.
SHIELD is obviously in urgent need of manpower, but the rate of decline in efficiency is too extreme.
The demon that affected the blade has not been found for so long!
Blade even said that he had an accident while fighting those vampire bastards.
As a result, let alone finding the devil now.
These guys didn’t even catch a few of those blood-sucking bastards!”
Rumlow pressed his earphones and walked towards the Buster Building.
When we got to the road, there were no pedestrians.
Anyone who can watch TV and surf the Internet knows that the Buster Building is about to become a battlefield.
Even people in New York have started to run out.
But no one stopped them.
This country that values ​​"freedom" is truly free...
It is simply incomprehensible to outsiders.
It's like when a group of Americans are clamoring not to get vaccinated.
If we hadn't known about that group of things, it would have been the source of many problems.
Moreover, those Meilican vaccines with over double-digit side effects make people really think that Americans are simply stupid...
The result is that outsiders don’t understand America...
Who could have imagined such a thing...
"That has nothing to do with us.
The problem now is how to pry the information we need out of Constantine's mouth.
That guy is definitely connected to the higher heavens."
There was a bit of pain in Luke's voice...
To be honest, the more familiar I become with Constantine, the more uncomfortable the communication process becomes...
This guy is unwavering in his human stance.
But the means of doing things cannot even be described in words.
It is really troublesome to deal with such a thing.
"Calling someone, then kicking him in the Buster Tower!
I can't believe how hard this guy's bones are!
If he didn't say anything when he was beaten! Then the problem would be serious.
Then let Natasha get the news!"
Rumlow gritted his teeth and said.
Constantine has no moral integrity, but this guy has a backbone...
It can even be said that he is a real tough guy.
If the matter is really serious, then torture and extorting a confession will not yield even the slightest bit of information.
At that time, we can only use some methods such as words.
"Even before he was a witcher, Constantine was already very good at revenge.
Are you sure you want to question a witcher?
Aren’t you afraid that your throat will be cut with a dagger while you’re asleep?”
Luke made a joke.
This is just to liven up the atmosphere.
Barbarians rarely make decisions and then revise them.
Although these words are true, Constantine is indeed very good at revenge, but he is also dangerous enough.
But Rumlow had said it, so it was natural to do this.
"Otherwise!? Do you want me to kneel in front of him and beg him to tell him the situation?
Do you think he would say something if I did this?"
Rumlow said, taking a swig of wine.
"That's not certain, maybe I just said it?"
"puff!"
Constantine suddenly opened his mouth behind Rumlow, and then the wine in Rumlow's mouth spurted out.
[To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it is available on both Android and Apple.]
"When did you come out?"
Rumlow looked at Constantine with wide eyes.
"Just when you said you wanted to call someone, I didn't light my cigarette for a long time just to listen to you.
But why do you think I won’t say anything even if you kneel in front of me and beg me?”
Constantine lit the lighter as he spoke...
"Can you really say that?"
Rumlow's faces were squeezed together, and it could be seen that he was a little confused now.
To be continued...