The power of the angel condensed on his fingertips, and Russell gently tapped the girl's forehead. A little light magnified infinitely, spreading rapidly at least the female limbs and bones.
The evil spirit entrenched in the girl's body was just a little ghost from hell. How could he resist the purest angel power in Russell's body, twitch his body wildly, make sharp and strange screams, and escape from the girl's body.
The evil spirit left the body, and the girl's body trembled violently stopped. Her whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, soaked in sweat, and her head tilted and stopped moving.
The evil spirit ignored the gravity and floated in the air, and found that even though he left the girl's body, he was still constantly purified by the angel's power. His brain twitched and he screamed and rushed towards Russell.
The harsh and shrill screams were like fingernails slashing across the blackboard, and the hairs all over the body burst out.
Russell took a deep breath, slapped the evil spirit on the floor with a backhand, and then raised his foot to trample it into a broken black mist.
At this point, the exorcism ends!
Outside the door, the couple watching the exorcism, saw Russell nodding and rushing into the room, hugging their daughter in their arms.
The girl lost her evil spirits and was purified by the power of the angel. Her dark face turned rosy and gradually woke up with the call of her parents.
Dad...Mom...I'm so hungry...
……
The family hugged each other and cried. The mother quickly went to prepare food. The father placed the girl flat on the bed, covered her quilt and began to hold Russell's hand and thanked her repeatedly.
Thank you, the labor fee of $500 is still required.
Russell exchanged labor for remuneration, and was unambiguous when he got the money. Before leaving, he explained: Drink more boiled water if you have nothing to do, and you will be fine if you lie there for two days.
Outside the door, the young man came over with admiration: Russell, you are so powerful, the backhand slap just now is so handsome, can you teach me?
Are you sure?
……
The young man was not sure, so Russell walked around him and walked out the door, sorted out the previous clues, and decided to go to Gotham City first.
It’s really surprising, are you angels so down and out? You even rob the exorcist’s business?
With a bit of mocking voice, Russell turned his head and looked over. He looked khaki windbreaker + cigarette, and his familiar face had seen it in the Matrix, the speed of life and death, and the stunning love for four hundred years.
There is no need to describe the specific appearance, Russell rarely cares about these things. After all, it is just a face. Whether it is ugly or beautiful, it will be a piece of loess a hundred years later.
A person, one stroke at a time, is simple.
The soul is important when walking and sitting upright!
Who are you?
Russell frowned slightly, his familiar face and the plot he was in made him think of something and want to confirm it.
I am John, and I am here to exorcize the devil like you.
Full name!
John Constantine!How about making friends?
roll!
Russell said that, turned around and left.
When Constantine asked to make friends, Russell noticed a full malice, a premonition that someone was digging a hole.
It is true that Constantine has a handsome face in the movie, and she should be a guy with good character in combination with the plot.
But intuition told Russell that the other party was full of chewing, drinking, gambling, and his soul was filled with all kinds of cheating, and that such people were not suitable for being friends.
Simply put, although Constantine has a face-paraly face in the movie, she is the soul of the comics inside, and the greatest super liar in the DC universe, she has to be guarded against.
Russell quickly walked out of the tube building, stopped the passing taxi, and left without looking back.
It’s not that he doesn’t like Constantine, but in fact the other party is notorious, addicted to smoke and life, full of trains, the life of Tiansha Lone Star, and the mentality of the gambler without bottom line...
I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend!
There is a saying that goes, maybe Constantine is average, but he is a scumbag!
At the end of the corridor, Constantine stood in front of the window, and turned around until she could not see the shadow of the taxi and found the talkative young man.
Who was that person just now and where did he come from?
What?
The young man shook his head and said he knew nothing. The exorcist introduced the exorcist to the neighbor of the second cousin's family, the pen pal of the netizen, the pen pal of the best friend of the boyfriend, and he had to keep his mouth shut.
Haha, I understand.
Constantine smiled, opened her wallet and took out a US knife and handed it over. The young man shook his head and said that he was not the one who bowed his back for money.
Constantine smiled even more. He understood, he understood it. It would be a pity if his teammates didn't sell it, but they couldn't sell it at all.
Two beautiful knives stood in front of him, and the young man's expression began to hesitate. He glanced at Constantine's wallet and shook his head firmly.
Finally, when all the Americans in the wallet were spread out in front of him, the young man said quickly: His name is Russell, he is from Gotham. He is a private detective who pays money and does everything. His business scope is very wide. The detective office address is ******* and the phone number is ****. I know so much.
Private detective?It turns out he was still a fellow traveler.
After getting the answer he wanted, Constantine nodded with satisfaction, stuffed the US knife back into her wallet, and left, leaving behind a confused young man.
……
Gotham City Airport!
The city where Russell met Constantine was Los Angeles, the westernmost part of the United States, while Gotham was on the East Coast. Due to the jet lag, the 6-hour flight time was added to 3 hours, which turned into 9 hours.
Air tickets are not worth the money. One round and one round, the exorcist’s $500 will still be profitable.
What puzzled Russell was what he thought about before. He only took 12 hours to make a $500 buck. Is Gotham no business to do?
It was not until he took out his business card in his pocket that he roughly understood the reason.
The business card with white letters on black looks very formal, but the color is formal, and the front is the name, address and phone number of Russell and the detective firm.
On the other hand, there are contracting businesses with a bunch of small characters, such as exorcism, insurance consultation, legal counsel, fortune telling, massage and bone correction, housekeeping services...
There are also mysterious oriental qigong, royal use, and specialized treatment of difficult and complicated diseases such as infertility.
It can be said that it is only a matter of delivering express delivery and doing homework for children.
This is a liar... Seeing this business card, Russell still doesn't understand. He was unable to survive in Gotham, so he went to Los Angeles to take on business.
Moreover, it is very likely that I didn’t plan to go back to Gotham City this time when I went to Los Angeles!
For a moment, Russell was a little depressed. In Gotham City, where people are outstanding and the people are simple, you can make a living by your hands and feet.
Even Gotham City can't survive, and the identity arranged by the system for him is probably a new level.
Russell guessed right. The identity arranged by the system this time was really bad. When he came to his own detective office, he became more convinced of this.
Not good-looking?
The facade is shabby?
No, this is simply an unfinished building in the suburbs!
From the outside, the detective office is on the second floor of the unfinished building, with black tape sticking the name of the office on the gray windows.
Inside, passing through the stairs full of dusty footprints, the kind that doesn't even have a handle. After passing by the wall full of painted "debt payback" is the main entrance of the detective firm.
It is not a glass door, nor an anti-theft door, and even a wooden door, and his firm has no door at all.
Or, there was something before, but it was pried away by someone!
The house is barely covered with walls, and the house is fully visible. Even the posters posted on the wall have been torn, leaving only four traces of tape to prove that it once existed.
Russell walked around the office twice, not only the office area had a broad vision, but also his bedroom could be clearly seen at a glance.
(￣⊿￣)
It's so miserable, there's not even a toilet that can be seated... Having said that, does Partman care about this?
Just as Russell was feeling a lot, a mess of footsteps came from the stairs outside the house, and seven or eight big men, either black or white, broke into the door... Cough cough, walked in directly.
Luo, I am so happy to see you, I thought you had already run away.The white man in charge was dressed formally and carried a briefcase in his hand, like a clerk in the office.
Russell raised his eyebrows: Is it a debt collection or a death?
The white man was slightly stunned. He thought Russell's first sentence was "A few more days of gratitude". After coming to his senses, he smiled and said: I am a businessman, why do you want your life?
Of course, if you really don’t have money, according to the agreement we signed at the beginning, the few organs on you will belong to me.
Russell nodded: Do you support swiping cards?
？
Two minutes later, the PPS machine showed that it was $100,000 and the white man looked confused.
He glanced at Russell's credit card behind him without a trace and smiled: Luo, I didn't expect that you could turn over this piece of shit. Tell me, where did you make money?
Los Angeles!The Golden City of the Golden State, where gold is everywhere, not a joke.
The white man curled his lips disdainfully, stretched out his hand and asked his younger brothers to surround Russell: Luo, the debt has been paid off, and now it's time to calculate the interest.
Russell nodded and said sincerely: This is indeed the truth. I wonder if the lives of eight of you are enough to pay interest?
Hahaha...ha...uh, don't be impulsive, say something!
The white man laughed wildly, and when tears almost burst out, a sand eagle was pressed against his forehead, and his younger brothers stood there unconsciously, looking as if someone had imposed a fixed technique.
No problem, then let's talk about it carefully.
Russell said, narrowing his eyes slightly at the white man, telepathy invaded instantly, manipulating his thinking: Find a decoration team here, I will see this place refreshed within three days, if you can't do it, jump off the top floor.
……
The white man nodded in a daze, woke up after a moment, nodded and bowed to Russell, and called the decoration company while walking.
I just forgot that I should leave with them, at least I can take a ride.
As soon as Russell finished complaining, another group of people walked in quickly: Luo, I was so happy to see you. I thought you would never come back if you ran away.
Russell: …
On the positive side, the ride-sharing is here!
The evil spirit entrenched in the girl's body was just a little ghost from hell. How could he resist the purest angel power in Russell's body, twitch his body wildly, make sharp and strange screams, and escape from the girl's body.
The evil spirit left the body, and the girl's body trembled violently stopped. Her whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, soaked in sweat, and her head tilted and stopped moving.
The evil spirit ignored the gravity and floated in the air, and found that even though he left the girl's body, he was still constantly purified by the angel's power. His brain twitched and he screamed and rushed towards Russell.
The harsh and shrill screams were like fingernails slashing across the blackboard, and the hairs all over the body burst out.
Russell took a deep breath, slapped the evil spirit on the floor with a backhand, and then raised his foot to trample it into a broken black mist.
At this point, the exorcism ends!
Outside the door, the couple watching the exorcism, saw Russell nodding and rushing into the room, hugging their daughter in their arms.
The girl lost her evil spirits and was purified by the power of the angel. Her dark face turned rosy and gradually woke up with the call of her parents.
Dad...Mom...I'm so hungry...
……
The family hugged each other and cried. The mother quickly went to prepare food. The father placed the girl flat on the bed, covered her quilt and began to hold Russell's hand and thanked her repeatedly.
Thank you, the labor fee of $500 is still required.
Russell exchanged labor for remuneration, and was unambiguous when he got the money. Before leaving, he explained: Drink more boiled water if you have nothing to do, and you will be fine if you lie there for two days.
Outside the door, the young man came over with admiration: Russell, you are so powerful, the backhand slap just now is so handsome, can you teach me?
Are you sure?
……
The young man was not sure, so Russell walked around him and walked out the door, sorted out the previous clues, and decided to go to Gotham City first.
It’s really surprising, are you angels so down and out? You even rob the exorcist’s business?
With a bit of mocking voice, Russell turned his head and looked over. He looked khaki windbreaker + cigarette, and his familiar face had seen it in the Matrix, the speed of life and death, and the stunning love for four hundred years.
There is no need to describe the specific appearance, Russell rarely cares about these things. After all, it is just a face. Whether it is ugly or beautiful, it will be a piece of loess a hundred years later.
A person, one stroke at a time, is simple.
The soul is important when walking and sitting upright!
Who are you?
Russell frowned slightly, his familiar face and the plot he was in made him think of something and want to confirm it.
I am John, and I am here to exorcize the devil like you.
Full name!
John Constantine!How about making friends?
roll!
Russell said that, turned around and left.
When Constantine asked to make friends, Russell noticed a full malice, a premonition that someone was digging a hole.
It is true that Constantine has a handsome face in the movie, and she should be a guy with good character in combination with the plot.
But intuition told Russell that the other party was full of chewing, drinking, gambling, and his soul was filled with all kinds of cheating, and that such people were not suitable for being friends.
Simply put, although Constantine has a face-paraly face in the movie, she is the soul of the comics inside, and the greatest super liar in the DC universe, she has to be guarded against.
Russell quickly walked out of the tube building, stopped the passing taxi, and left without looking back.
It’s not that he doesn’t like Constantine, but in fact the other party is notorious, addicted to smoke and life, full of trains, the life of Tiansha Lone Star, and the mentality of the gambler without bottom line...
I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend!
There is a saying that goes, maybe Constantine is average, but he is a scumbag!
At the end of the corridor, Constantine stood in front of the window, and turned around until she could not see the shadow of the taxi and found the talkative young man.
Who was that person just now and where did he come from?
What?
The young man shook his head and said he knew nothing. The exorcist introduced the exorcist to the neighbor of the second cousin's family, the pen pal of the netizen, the pen pal of the best friend of the boyfriend, and he had to keep his mouth shut.
Haha, I understand.
Constantine smiled, opened her wallet and took out a US knife and handed it over. The young man shook his head and said that he was not the one who bowed his back for money.
Constantine smiled even more. He understood, he understood it. It would be a pity if his teammates didn't sell it, but they couldn't sell it at all.
Two beautiful knives stood in front of him, and the young man's expression began to hesitate. He glanced at Constantine's wallet and shook his head firmly.
Finally, when all the Americans in the wallet were spread out in front of him, the young man said quickly: His name is Russell, he is from Gotham. He is a private detective who pays money and does everything. His business scope is very wide. The detective office address is ******* and the phone number is ****. I know so much.
Private detective?It turns out he was still a fellow traveler.
After getting the answer he wanted, Constantine nodded with satisfaction, stuffed the US knife back into her wallet, and left, leaving behind a confused young man.
……
Gotham City Airport!
The city where Russell met Constantine was Los Angeles, the westernmost part of the United States, while Gotham was on the East Coast. Due to the jet lag, the 6-hour flight time was added to 3 hours, which turned into 9 hours.
Air tickets are not worth the money. One round and one round, the exorcist’s $500 will still be profitable.
What puzzled Russell was what he thought about before. He only took 12 hours to make a $500 buck. Is Gotham no business to do?
It was not until he took out his business card in his pocket that he roughly understood the reason.
The business card with white letters on black looks very formal, but the color is formal, and the front is the name, address and phone number of Russell and the detective firm.
On the other hand, there are contracting businesses with a bunch of small characters, such as exorcism, insurance consultation, legal counsel, fortune telling, massage and bone correction, housekeeping services...
There are also mysterious oriental qigong, royal use, and specialized treatment of difficult and complicated diseases such as infertility.
It can be said that it is only a matter of delivering express delivery and doing homework for children.
This is a liar... Seeing this business card, Russell still doesn't understand. He was unable to survive in Gotham, so he went to Los Angeles to take on business.
Moreover, it is very likely that I didn’t plan to go back to Gotham City this time when I went to Los Angeles!
For a moment, Russell was a little depressed. In Gotham City, where people are outstanding and the people are simple, you can make a living by your hands and feet.
Even Gotham City can't survive, and the identity arranged by the system for him is probably a new level.
Russell guessed right. The identity arranged by the system this time was really bad. When he came to his own detective office, he became more convinced of this.
Not good-looking?
The facade is shabby?
No, this is simply an unfinished building in the suburbs!
From the outside, the detective office is on the second floor of the unfinished building, with black tape sticking the name of the office on the gray windows.
Inside, passing through the stairs full of dusty footprints, the kind that doesn't even have a handle. After passing by the wall full of painted "debt payback" is the main entrance of the detective firm.
It is not a glass door, nor an anti-theft door, and even a wooden door, and his firm has no door at all.
Or, there was something before, but it was pried away by someone!
The house is barely covered with walls, and the house is fully visible. Even the posters posted on the wall have been torn, leaving only four traces of tape to prove that it once existed.
Russell walked around the office twice, not only the office area had a broad vision, but also his bedroom could be clearly seen at a glance.
(￣⊿￣)
It's so miserable, there's not even a toilet that can be seated... Having said that, does Partman care about this?
Just as Russell was feeling a lot, a mess of footsteps came from the stairs outside the house, and seven or eight big men, either black or white, broke into the door... Cough cough, walked in directly.
Luo, I am so happy to see you, I thought you had already run away.The white man in charge was dressed formally and carried a briefcase in his hand, like a clerk in the office.
Russell raised his eyebrows: Is it a debt collection or a death?
The white man was slightly stunned. He thought Russell's first sentence was "A few more days of gratitude". After coming to his senses, he smiled and said: I am a businessman, why do you want your life?
Of course, if you really don’t have money, according to the agreement we signed at the beginning, the few organs on you will belong to me.
Russell nodded: Do you support swiping cards?
？
Two minutes later, the PPS machine showed that it was $100,000 and the white man looked confused.
He glanced at Russell's credit card behind him without a trace and smiled: Luo, I didn't expect that you could turn over this piece of shit. Tell me, where did you make money?
Los Angeles!The Golden City of the Golden State, where gold is everywhere, not a joke.
The white man curled his lips disdainfully, stretched out his hand and asked his younger brothers to surround Russell: Luo, the debt has been paid off, and now it's time to calculate the interest.
Russell nodded and said sincerely: This is indeed the truth. I wonder if the lives of eight of you are enough to pay interest?
Hahaha...ha...uh, don't be impulsive, say something!
The white man laughed wildly, and when tears almost burst out, a sand eagle was pressed against his forehead, and his younger brothers stood there unconsciously, looking as if someone had imposed a fixed technique.
No problem, then let's talk about it carefully.
Russell said, narrowing his eyes slightly at the white man, telepathy invaded instantly, manipulating his thinking: Find a decoration team here, I will see this place refreshed within three days, if you can't do it, jump off the top floor.
……
The white man nodded in a daze, woke up after a moment, nodded and bowed to Russell, and called the decoration company while walking.
I just forgot that I should leave with them, at least I can take a ride.
As soon as Russell finished complaining, another group of people walked in quickly: Luo, I was so happy to see you. I thought you would never come back if you ran away.
Russell: …
On the positive side, the ride-sharing is here!
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