More than twenty minutes later, the group of three was already sitting in the car heading to the hospital.

Chaz is a taxi driver. He maintains his usual life through a shabby taxi and only comes to help when Constantine needs it.

At this time, Chaz was driving in front, while Coven and Constantine sat in the back seat.

Constantine continued to play with her two pistols in love, and occasionally exited the magazine and took a look.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and Kevin asked, "Are you sure you don't want me to take action?"

“Yes, I’m sure!”

Constantine immediately responded in a deep voice: "You protect Chaz and Angela! Let me deal with those miscellaneous things!"

Kevin glanced at the other party and then stopped speaking.

After another ten minutes, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the mental hospital.

The three got out of the car and walked into the hospital. They did not see anyone along the way. The whole hospital seemed to have become an unmanned ghost.

"What a strong sulphur smell." Chats asked Cowen in a low voice in the lobby on the first floor: "Mr. Quinn, are there really only forty demons?"

Kewen felt at the underground floor for a moment, and then responded: "Well, forty-nine."

Upon hearing this, Constantine's steps stopped.

He turned around and looked at Kovin speechlessly, then continued to step back with his two guns.

Not long after, the three of them arrived at the stairs.

Constantine made a tilt to Chaz: "You know what to do, remember, after the task is completed, go outside and wait. Once you find something wrong, run right away!"

Chaz nodded quickly.

Seeing this, Constantine turned around and was about to tell Kovin something.

But Kovin immediately raised his hand to stop him: "I don't need you to arrange it."

Constantine was silent for a moment, then nodded and said no more.

So the three of them divided into two directions, Chads went to the roof alone to look for the water tank, while Coven and Constantine followed the stairs to the ground floor.

When they arrived at the gate of the underground floor, even if they did not use their abilities, the two of them had clearly noticed the hell creatures inside the gate.

A terrifying dark aura continued to erode the skin of the two people, and the strong scent of sulfur almost made people unable to breathe.

Kewen asked again: "I really don't need to take action?"

"Yeah." Constantine nodded slightly: "This should be my last performance, let me finish it perfectly."

Kovin's eyes moved downward and looked at Constantine's lungs.

Through the skin and bones, Coven saw the cancer cells that had spread in Constantine's body.

He didn't say anything more.

If the situation changes later, if Constantine's lung cancer is not cured, then Kewen will take action to treat it.

Although Constantine is a bastard in character, no matter what, the other person is still a saint in his heart.

Before meeting Angela, Constantine may have been constantly destroying the demons for selfish desires and to be able to go to heaven.

But now Constantine has changed, his heart has been sublimated and full of righteousness.

The future "anti-hero" who silently protects the world has been born now.

He is not as hypocritical and superficial as some superheroes.

And Kewen always has some kindness to such people.

At this time, after listening to Constantine's declaration of ending, Kovin couldn't help but smile and raised his hand to make a call.

Constantine took a deep breath, then raised her foot and kicked her hard at the door.

Peng!

The door was violently kicked open, and Constantine strode in.

Facing nearly fifty gazes, Constantine handed the two guns to her left hand and walked aside to pull a chair.

"Hi, trash."

Constantine scanned the demons in the room and jokingly said, "My name is John, John Constantine."

"Constantine..."

The creatures of hell whispered, obviously, Constantine's name is very loud in hell.

Taking advantage of the hell creatures' hesitation, Constantine stood on the chair with her legs raised.

Taking out the lighter from your pocket with your right hand, Constantine said to the demons in disgust: "You have broken the balance and give you one last chance..."

With a 'ding' sound, Constantine lit the lighter and said in a deep voice: "Leave here or stay here forever!"

"Remind you."

Constantine glanced at the red boy holes of all the hell creatures, and said solemnly: "This time it's not just about expulsion! It's about eliminating!"

The hell creatures looked at each other, then they sneered and looked at Constantine with a playful look.

"All right……"

Constantine sighed: "This is your own choice."

After saying that, he raised his right hand and turned the lighter toward the fire extinguishing sensing device.

Scream—

Soon, the spray head on the ceiling suddenly spilled a large area of ​​water curtain.

The holy water transformed by the cross filled the room, wet everyone's bodies.

The bantering smiles of the hell creatures completely disappeared.

Their skin began to dissolve as if corroded by sulfuric acid.

"It's the holy water--"

An angry roar sounded, and then countless screams appeared.

Constantine had already fallen from the chair, pushing the chair away, holding guns in both hands and murmured softly: "The final performance... has begun!"

Bang!

With a gunshot, Constantine knocked a roaring demon to fly away, causing his body to instantly turn into pieces of broken bones after landing.

Immediately afterwards, Constantine held up his two guns and fired repeatedly. Whether it was a sacred bullet or a bullet with evil power attached, it would kill the hell creatures in the room in an instant.

Because the pistol has no recoil, Constantine fires very quickly.

In just over a minute, he beat the last hell creature to ashes.

Scanning the clothes left by the hell creatures on the ground, Constantine raised her guns and took a look.

He chuckled with great pleasure and murmured: "The perfect curtain call."

“Bad review.”

At this time, Kewen's voice appeared from outside the door.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Constantine turned around and saw Coven step into the room and waved his hand to stop the water from the ceiling.

"What bad reviews?" he asked inexplicably.

"Bad review of gunshot skills."

Kovin said with a smile: "Your marksmanship has defiled the name John, and there is no headshot."

This made Constantine roll his eyes: "It's good to kill them, why bother to aim at the head."

"You should hit them first, and then shoot them in the head." Kovin said contemptuously as he walked towards the next door inside the room: "Anyway, it's a bad review."

"Okay, it's up to you..." Constantine was too lazy to pay attention. He followed and said, "However you get nervous."

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps appeared behind the two of them.

Coven and Constantine stopped and turned around at the same time.

"Uh, gentlemen, it's over?"

Chaz rushed in through the door with a shotgun. He glanced at the remaining clothes on the ground in shock, and then looked at Constantine and asked, "John, you did this alone?!"

"Why are you here?!"

Constantine did not answer, but frowned and asked, "Aren't you letting you go outside and wait?"

"I, I'm worried..."

Chaz showed a guilty look, and he raised his gun and signaled: "Like Robin Hood and his Vinrio, Zoro and his Miguel."

"Although I'm still early to become a formal exorcist, I think I can be your assistant to John..."

"go out!"

Constantine scolded and interrupted, after all, the next enemy is not an ordinary hell creature, and he cannot let Chaz take risks.
To be continued...