I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"Shut up!" Qin Yao stepped on the head of the hell demon, and the strange screams stopped abruptly.

Constantine paused slightly, glanced at the hell demon, and then looked at Qin Yao: "Your Excellency said that you are waiting for me, what do you mean?"

Qin Yao kicked the hell demon in front of him, and said in a concentrated voice: "John, something happened. The balance of the three realms was broken for some reason, so that this kind of bastard can travel to the earth. You are the most famous exorcist in Los Angeles , so I have been looking for you, and I want to invite you to explore the reason for the imbalance in the Three Realms and eliminate the source of the chaos."

Constantine was silent for a moment, and said: "Is it possible that He escaped to the human world by chance? It's not like this has never happened before, and I have killed many hell-type demons with my own hands..."

Qin Yao said calmly: "I'm not going to convince you, I believe you have your own channels to get information. Go check it out, there must be a lot more hell-type demons recently."

Constantine: "..."

The calmness of the other party made him feel scared, not because of the person in front of him, but because of what he said.

Once the three realms are out of balance, it means one thing: some gods and demons covet the human world because of this, or in other words, the three realms are out of balance because some gods and demons covet the human world.

Over the years, there have been too many legendary stories of humans resisting gods and demons.It seems that humans win every time, but in fact, the dealer has never been human...

Don't dare to think deeply, shudder.

"Do you drink?" Constantine asked softly, suppressing his diffuse thinking.

Qin Yao and Dai Xiaole looked at each other and nodded in unison.

It's just that before drinking, he still had to kill the hell demon in front of him for fun.

"puff!"

When Qin Yao came to the door, he suddenly held a holy sword in his hand, and the blade shining with white holy light pierced through the demon's body in an instant.

Constantine stared blankly at the holy sword that disappeared with the demon, and murmured, "Are you from heaven?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "Let's go, this is not a place to tell stories."

Shortly after.

Constantine brought the two of them to a quiet tavern, turned his head and asked, "In the hall or in the box?"

"Go to the box, there are some things that cannot be passed on." Qin Yao said.

Constantine nodded slightly, and said to the bearded man, "George, arrange a better box for us."

"Then go to Box No. [-], the most corner and the most hidden. Once the door is closed, it will be a closed world." George said with a smile.

Constantine laughed and said, "Take out all the drinks I have stored. I have a lot to talk to these two friends today."

"Okay, I'll take you there first." George took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, then took a few glasses and walked in front.

The three followed him into the No. [-] box, and then watched him rush in and out, and the table was quickly filled with things.

"I wish you a good mood."

After directing the waiter to put down the last fruit plate, George smiled heartily, then waved away.

When the heavy door of the box was closed by him, Constantine poured drinks for the two of them himself, and asked, "I still don't know your names?"

"Qin Yao."

"Dai Xiaole."

"Chinese or Korean?" Constantine asked again.

He does know that Japanese surnames don't seem to be in this format.

For example, Kameda, or Guisun?
It's weird anyway.

"Chinese." Qin Yao picked up the drink and drank it down: "John, I heard that you worked hard to exorcise demons, even desperately. Can you tell me why?"

Constantine stared closely at his eyes: "Before I say this, I hope you can answer my previous question, what is your relationship with heaven?"

Qin Yao: "If you have to talk about relationship...it should be a little bit of a contradiction."

Constantine: "?"

Qin Yao filled up the wine on his own, and said with a smile: "I reached an agreement with God, but it was broken by the people of the Holy See, so the relationship is a bit unclear now."

Constantine asked in surprise, "Have you seen God?"

"It's just an incarnation...or a distraction." Qin Yao said.

"That's amazing too." Constantine murmured, "I've always wanted to see him, but I never had the chance."

Qin Yao: "What do you want to ask when you see him?"

Constantine took a deep breath: "I want to go to heaven, to be precise, I want to live forever."

Hearing this, Qin Yao knew that he should have learned that he had lung cancer, and knew that he was dying soon.

Only when a person is dying, will he have such a strong obsession to survive!

"Do you believe in God?" Qin Yao said calmly.

"I believe it." Constantine said decisively.

Qin Yao chuckled, noncommittal.

You can send a letter.

Based on the sinful virtues you have accumulated over the years, if you are willing to be a dog for God, no, you should be more gentle, say a shepherd dog, then you will have already entered heaven...

In some ways, Constantine was like him.

Selfish and without faith!
"You are not from the West, why do you care about the imbalance of the Three Realms?" Constantine asked in bewilderment.

Qin Yao: "It's almost the same as you...you want to accumulate virtue to go to heaven, but we want to accumulate virtue to go to heaven."

"Heavenly Court..." Constantine muttered the name in his mouth, and gradually had an idea in his heart.

How can he love heaven if he doesn't even believe in God?

From beginning to end, he just wanted to live.

If heaven still refuses to keep him, is it possible to go to heaven?

In the situation where heaven has always closed the door to him, this choice is not even a betrayal, and there is no psychological burden!

Qin Yao said: "That's right, Heavenly Court!"

Although Constantine had an idea in his mind, he didn't express it right away: "Are the conditions for going to heaven harsh?"

Qin Yao: "It's okay, the most important thing is to have connections."

Constantine's eyes flashed.

network...

These two people are contacts!
Talking and talking, the distance between the two sides is getting closer.

Although everyone knows that this is only a superficial closeness, it suits the needs of both of them.

The three of them drank from noon to evening, and Konstantin was the first to lose it and threw himself on the table.

Qin Yao helped him up, patted his face lightly, and asked, "John, where do you live?"

Constantine was so drunk that he couldn't answer at all.

Qin Yao had no choice but to help him leave the box and ask the tavern owner...

at the same time.

Mexico, in the wild.

Amos, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally woke up. The moment he got up, he saw all kinds of animals lying more than 100 feet away from his body.

In a trance, Amos suddenly realized something, clenched the spear of God wrapped in red cloth in his hand, and walked forward slowly.

Strange things happened from this, and as he drifted away, the beasts who were lying on the ground stood up one after another, and then began to fight...

And no matter where he goes, the animals there will fall down uncontrollably, just like the ancient subjects met the king who was traveling.

As he walked, seeing all the beasts crawling under his feet, Amos' desire for power became more and more intense.

How great would it be if human beings could kneel at their feet like these beasts?
Unknowingly, he came to a pool, blowing the cool evening wind from the mountains, and Amos' feverish mind finally calmed down.

It is true that humans are primates, but the spear of God can subdue all beasts, but cannot rule humans.

After all, the scope of influence of the Spear of God is limited. Even if it is effective on humans, enemies at a distance can use hot weapons to deal with him, not to mention, there are other superpowers in the world.

"Dear Lord Gabriel, your believers are here to pray to you..." Holding the spear of God in both hands, Amos fell to his knees in front of the pond.

Along with his prayer, the starlight seemed to land on the water, controlling the water flow and gradually condensing into a head.

"I sense the breath of the Spear of God, Amos."

The head formed by the condensation of water and starlight spoke in a concentrated voice.

"Yes, Archangel, I have successfully captured the Spear of God." Amos said respectfully: "Please instruct me on what to do next."

"Spears were born to kill people. God's Spear has been silent for so many years, and it's time to see blood." Gabriel said.

Amos silently clenched the spearhead, and asked for instructions: "Who does the Archangel want me to kill?"

"If you have a grudge, you have revenge, if you have a grudge, you have a grudge."

Amos shook his body, hesitantly said: "Archangel, that heretic is..."

"There is no but, and you don't have to think about any but." Gabriel said in a deep voice: "The purpose of the heretics coming to our west is not pure. If they are not killed in time, they will definitely become the source of chaos in our west. There are too many There are so many heroic epics to warn us, we cannot give disasters a chance to grow up, otherwise even the gods will be pulled down from the altar!!"

Amos thought about it, and finally kowtowed: "Yes, Your Excellency the Archangel."

"Go." Gabriel encouraged: "God's spear can kill Jesus, and it must be able to kill that heretic, as long as you find the right opportunity and stab this spear into the opponent's body. To put it bluntly, he will kill him." Like the cancer cells in the Western giants, the sooner it can be resolved, the better..."

The next day.

Stormy weather.

Constantine slowly opened his eyes. He felt headache, weakness, fatigue, and nausea all of a sudden. It took him a long time to get used to it, and he couldn't sit up.

Lying on the bed with eyes open for about a quarter of an hour, he slowly stood up after his body regained some vitality, and yesterday's experience flashed through his mind like a slideshow.

"Yao and Le sent me back?" The memories of the tavern came to an abrupt end, and Constantine looked at the bedroom he was so familiar with, and muttered to himself.

Thinking of these two people, he immediately thought of the imbalance of the three realms that Qin Yao mentioned, and hurried out, and when he came to the door of the apartment, he realized that, at some point, the sky had already started to rain, as if the whole city was shrouded in heavy rain among.

After a moment of stillness, Constantine turned around abruptly, ran to his home, took a long-handled black umbrella from the wall, and broke into the rain with the umbrella in his hand.

Not long after, he stopped a taxi on the street, took up his umbrella and got into the co-pilot: "Hi, I'm going to San Vibiana Cathedral."

"Mr. Constantine."

The blond-haired, blue-eyed young driver turned to look at him with excitement, as if a fan had met his favorite superstar.

"Do we know each other?" Constantine asked.

"You certainly don't know me, but I know you." The young driver said excitedly: "Sir, I am your admirer and I am happy to serve you."

Constantine: "Then can you start the car now and take me to the Cathedral of San Vibiana?"

"Okay, sir." The young driver quickly started the car and introduced himself: "My name is Chase, do you still accept apprentices?"

Constantine said patiently, "Chas, can you let me be quiet for a while, my mind is in a mess right now."

Chas quickly shut up, so Constantine's ears finally became clearer.

An hour later, Chas began to arrive in front of the San Vibiana Cathedral, and then asked softly, "Sir, do you need me to wait for you here?"

Constantine put a banknote on his car, shook his head and got out of the car: "No Chase, thank you for your kindness."

After that, he held up his umbrella and strode into the church.

"Father David." Not long after, he found a priest he knew well in the church and raised his hand to call.

The black-clothed priest who was talking with a woman followed his reputation and nodded slightly: "Please wait a moment, Mr. Constantine."

"Father, just promise me that my sister needs a Catholic funeral, and she dedicated her life to the Lord." The woman clasped her hands together and pleaded solemnly.

"Sorry Angela." Father David said helplessly, "Your sister committed suicide. You should know that a Catholic funeral cannot be held for a suicide."

"She didn't commit suicide!" Angela said firmly: "My sister has no suicidal tendencies, and her death has a big problem."

Father David: "But the information released by the police is suicide. Unless you find the problem you are talking about, I can't help you. Understand, child."

Angela begged bitterly: "Father, it takes time to investigate the case, you..."

"Miss, my time is also precious, can you let me talk to the priest first?" Constantine said in a deep voice, impatiently waiting.

Angela frowned: "Don't you understand?"

Constantine said indifferently: "Isn't it what a policeman should do to make things difficult for others?"

He saw the pistol on the other side's waist.

It was a police gun, no doubt.

Angela was short of breath, and had a bad impression of the handsome man in front of her, but she could only give up her seat.

"Father, I want to see Gabriel."

Constantine came to David and said bluntly.

David paused: "It's about going to heaven again?"

Because of this matter, Constantine has contacted Gabriel many times.

It's hard to say whether Gabriel is annoyed or not, he is really a little annoyed.

"No." Constantine shook his head and said solemnly: "I have an extremely important matter that I want to ask Gabriel for confirmation. Please let me meet with her!" (End of this chapter)