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"It's been five minutes, boss. You were taunting others in front of you by saying that you are very trustworthy. You can't even get the money you promised, right?"

In the church where the words echoed, the electric sound of the keyboard and the looks in the eyes of the people standing next to it made the possessed human Pazuzu feel a little nervous.

Even in hell, he had never felt this kind of emotion.

"Speak, why are you speechless? Do you want to tell me that I have to untie the tape for you before you can give me money?"

Facing the questioning on the keyboard, Pazuzu opened his mouth but no sound came out. He closed his mouth silently and looked at the guy questioning him and nodded.

Snapped!

Pazuzu's eyes immediately went to the side and he was instantly angry. This slap without any warning made him very angry!

But what the other person said next made his anger turn into embarrassment again.

"If you can't even give me money, why do you think you're an evil god? What kind of devil are you? The reputation of hell has been ruined by evil gods like you! Still mocking others is deception and concealment, tui!"

The lights in the church flashed after these words, and Constantine, who was staring at the keyboard a second ago, suddenly lay back and fainted as if he had lost consciousness.

Chase quickly stepped forward and took a look at his old friend's right arm. The circular brand that originally existed there disappeared, which meant that the demon possessing John had left.

"OMG!" Zed couldn't believe it when he heard him say that John was fine. The keyboard actually drove Pazuzu away with just a few words! ?

How did you do it!

"It seems that the devil is still a little ashamed. He knew that he would only get scolded if he stayed here, so he ran away."

Putting away the flashlight, Zhang San used humor to fill in the missing leg of the British guy.

Seeing the recovery of John's severed limbs, Sister Mary clenched the cross in her hand and thanked God softly for sending such a magical keyboard to the world.

"What the hell does it have to do with God? Is there something wrong with you believers? I cured Constantine's feet. If you want to thank me, you should thank me."

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The nun fell silent, just like when Pazuzu mocked her for betraying Constantine, she didn't know what to say to the keyboard.

A few hours later.

They took the keyboard's spaceship back to the mill cabin in the forest somewhere in Atlanta, Georgia, which was what the British originally called the evil spirit sanctuary.

Constantine, who was helped into the house by Chas, had not yet recovered from the power of Pazuzu's possession. He looked almost like Gary Lester when Zhang San came to see him for the first time.

Both of them appeared to be in a state of overdosing on powder, and even Constantine was a bit worse, because he needed help from others to walk.

Zhang San, who was walking in the middle, tore off the page he had just finished writing, and then handed the bill mixed with various expenses to the weak British guy.

The sluggish Constantine only read a little bit of the above content, and felt much more energetic.

Because the string of numbers written at the end of this piece of paper really looks like ants walking in line!

"I don't have that much money."

It's not that Constantine wants to default on the bill, the balance in his credit card doesn't even have a fraction of the bill.

However, the side of the keyboard with the keys faces the cabinet in the magic cabin where various magic props are placed, which means that if he doesn't take out the money, he will have to use these things to pay off the debt.

"Don't even think about it! You don't understand the uses and effects of each of these things at all. If you take them out and use them randomly, you won't have to wait for the devil to come to the world and they will be destroyed."

Constantine, who was speaking, walked over quickly. Although he still looked a little weak, he blocked the cabinet with his body to show his attitude.     No one can take anything away from this room! nobody! ! !

But seeing the guy in front of him pointing at the bill in his hand, Constantine straightened his back and came to the keyboard and quietly asked if he could pay in installments.

"Thirty years? Thirty years, your fucking tombstone is in pieces, still thirty years!"

"I am in good health now and can live to at least ninety years old."

A smile appeared on Constantine's face, and he felt very confident that he could live for such a long time.

nourish.

A red light appeared in his eyes, and he held the weapon's keyboard and asked again: "Are you sure?"

"Twenty-five years."

hum-

The red light drew a circle, and the British guy who kept retreating hurriedly said: "Twenty, fifteen, ten! Five years! One year!!!"

Seeing that the keyboard showed no intention of putting away its weapon, Constantine almost tripped over his chair and fell to the ground. He looked behind him, where there was not much room for retreat, and then raised a finger at the opponent:

"One month!!! Give me one month and I will give you the money!"

The keyboard approached him with a lightsaber in hand and stopped. Then it put away the things and said, "Don't think about running away, I will always find a way to find you."

During the bill game between the two, Constantine's old friend Chas and his assistant Zed did not come to help. They just sat aside and watched the results.

Now that the results are in, John has changed the proposed thirty-year installment to one month.

And he had to earn so much money in a month to pay off the bills. Zed was curious about what he was going to do. Should he sell himself directly to the devil or escape to hell?

Before leaving, Keyboard took the purification bowl that Chas had used from his bag, saying that he would use it to pay off the interest.

"How did you make so much money in such a short period of time?" Even Chas didn't believe that John could pay off the debt in a month unless he used small means.

"I can only go to Las Vegas, my least favorite place. I haven't been there for a while since I was kicked out last time."

Rubbing his face, Constantine reluctantly told his old friend his solution, which was to use magic to gamble.

"Did you really get kicked out? Why do I feel like I was kicked out?"

Zed, the assistant, loved to tell the truth. She didn't believe that people like John Constantine would use normal means to win money after entering the casino.

With his hands spread out and a smile on his face, Constantine told her that it was all luck and that he had always had good luck.

Suddenly, Chas and Zed, who were talking to him just now, stopped moving. It should be said that everyone except him was frozen in that moment.

"You shouldn't have lifted your protective spell while in the sewers and actively let demons possess you."

The appearance of Angel Manny made Constantine's mood worsen. He turned around and looked at the other party with a disgusted expression without answering.

"Fortunately, that keyboard helped you drive Pazuzu away. Although its method is a bit special, it at least works."

Since Constantine had already been questioned by the angel when he was possessed by the devil, he didn't want to answer the other party at all now. (End of chapter)