Chapter 88 The Spirit of Los Angeles

Looking at the demon Belur walking towards him behind him, John only raised his eyebrows, and said in a very lackluster tone, "Do we know each other?" The existence of blueprints found in fairy tale books and myths and legends, like this Belur, John really has no impression, but it does not mean that he underestimated Belur, the devil who can be named by Lucifer, the lord of hell. not going anywhere.

"You have a great reputation, John Constantine." Belur also recognized John's record of playing with the three first-time fallers, and the highest-ranking demon kings who can play with Hell's are also John Constantine. one person.

"Wow, it seems that even a demon knows my record now, I'm a little flattered." Facing Belur's praise, John Pi said with a smile, looking at the pool full of corpses in front of him. Then he asked, "What is this for?"

"Didn't you see, I'm building a swimming pool." Belur teased, stretched out a fat foot and stirred in the swimming pool before saying: "You know, this is a very patient job, I have to To keep the blood active, we have to wait until the flesh on these corpses melts into bloody water, and when the bones are finally removed, the swimming pool is complete, man, it is very important to keep in shape."

"Uh, about this." John glanced at the other parts of Belur's body except for the hands and feet like humans, and said directly: "There is still a certain gap between you and the word man, right."

Only John, the guy who runs around in hell and the world, can deliberately mock a demon he doesn't know before. It seems that John really talks about the embarrassment. Belur is a little bit. He grabbed John angrily, covered his collar to his neck with his big hands, and raised it directly to the pool.

"John Constantine, pay attention to your words, and don't forget your purpose."

"Ha, I thought you didn't know what I was here for." Even though he was lifted up in mid-air by Belur, John still kept his teasing words and said in a hurry.

When Belur was told by John, he also remembered his purpose of coming to see John this time, put John back on the ground, and then said: "So, how did you find me, I thought you would take longer? ."

"I have my own way," tidying up the folds on his clothes, the cigarette in his mouth was not loosened, he took a puff, and spit a smoke ring directly on Belur's face. "Then what do you want me to do to get Tracy's soul back."

With an ugly smile, Belur turned his back to John and said, "I want you to do what you do best, exorcism."

"Exorcism? What the hell are you trying to do, Belur." John became vigilant,

One of the most important principles in dealing with demons is not to believe every word that the demons say. The best way is to take the right to speak in your own hands from the beginning. However, Belur did not directly answer John's question, but went to The red curtain in this room invited John, "Why don't you walk with me, you will know my purpose."

"my pleasure."

Lighting a cigarette again, John followed Belur and walked behind the curtain. As soon as he stepped inside, John felt as if he had entered another dimension. Sleek wooden boards, 20s/30s ballroom lights in the world, well-dressed men and women dancing to music, it all looks normal, but this is the turf of the devil Belur, how can it be so simple. The guards who shuttled through the dancing crowd were all demons in suits, and the whips raised in their hands were swung recklessly. As long as any man or woman did not keep up with the rhythm and danced randomly, they would be beaten to pieces.

The band on the second floor played, each musician was a hideous demon, and the instruments used were different from usual. A naked woman was tied to the harp. Every time she used her claws to wave the strings, a high-voltage electric current would pass through, and the woman's scream accompanied the sound of the piano. As for the jazz drum instrument, a man was lying on top of the drum in a big shape, the spikes piercing his limbs, and the stick with nails hit his abdomen hard, and every time he swung down, he got up. All with a touch of blood and minced meat, the dull drum sound also came from each of these, almost every musical instrument here is linked to the human body, and the performance of each musical instrument is accompanied by the same sound, screaming , these sounds merged together, and played a hell concerto that belonged to the devil.

"Is this hell?" Looking at the familiar sight, John asked with a heavy expression.

"Congratulations, you're right, this is hell, it belongs to me." Belur said with a little smugness, waved his hand, and in the center of the stage appeared the curtain of the black and white movie of the last century, a demon casually He grabbed a pair of men and women on the dance floor, and threw them directly into the curtain. There were also screaming subtitles on the curtain.

Looking at the panicked faces in the face of various deaths, Belur was enjoying himself. "Look at this city, John, do you know what you call it in the world? Sex and the City." Belur asked himself. "Backed by Hollywood, there are a lot of young people who want to soar to the sky, their desires are pure enough, and the quality of their souls are delicious enough, and what I need to do is to provide them a little bit when they want something for nothing. The temptation, you can get a delicious soul."

"So, you want to open a hell chain in Los Angeles?"

"Extremely accurate, John, I'm starting to like you." Belur praised and continued: "But there are several demons who have noticed the characteristics of this city like me, and their strength is no less than mine, and they have peers. If I compete with you, what should I do? John, the answer is to drive all these fellows back to hell, and I will have the soul of this city alone, which is why I came to you."

"Can't find me, so let me find you by myself by killing my buddy's daughter, smart way, Belur. Then I'll take a stroke first, and I'll drive the other demons in Los Angeles back to hell, and you Just give me back Tracy's soul, right?"

"That's right."

"Then what are we waiting for, let's end this boring drama."

"Of course, after you get rid of those demons, you know where to find me. After dealing with us for so many years, you should understand more than we do how much we attach importance to compliance with the contract."

With a snap of his fingers, the scene in front of John's eyes disappeared without a trace. Even Belur, he didn't see it. Looking around, he realized that he was in front of the gate of the mansion, but he was also at a loss. Chas, who was looking around, saw John's appearance and ran over quickly. "John, what's the matter!"

"It's nothing, Chas, it's just a deal with the devil, let's go, we have to go back to our old business." Without saying much, John opened the car door and got on it, Chas had to get in the car first and start the car. Car, leave this Devil Street.

On the way back to the city, John also told Chase all the conversations he had with Belur, so that Chase, who had been frowning all the time, eased his brows, expelling the demon can exchange for his daughter's soul, then check it out. Si didn't worry too much at all. After all, when he was partnering with John before, there were countless demons that he had exorcised. This task made him relieved.

Instead, John, who has been looking at the scenery outside the window, as if he suddenly saw something, shouted directly to Chas, "Stop! Chas!"

Being so provoked by John, Chas also made an emergency brake. Before he had time to complain, John had already unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door, and walked towards a bar called Los Angeles opposite the car.

"Seriously! Are you still in the mood to drink at this time?!" Chas scolded his friend through the car window.

"Take it easy, old friend, it's just a glass of wine." John said without looking back, and then walked towards the bar. It happened that an old man passed by at this time, and suddenly turned his head to look at John, and pointed his finger at the bar, his face was dull, and a white light flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, watching the old man's actions, John also meditated in his heart, why did he let Chase stop. It was because just when he was sitting in the car, the driver of a bridge car that passed by his car also behaved like the old man just now. . Counting the previous time in the residential building, it was three times in total. Since he came to this city, these eccentric experiences have made John feel that the disappearance of his friend's daughter's soul is just a bait, and there are bigger things behind. things, and now, he is gradually approaching the truth.

Pushing open the door, the bell hanging on the door attracted the attention of the customers who were drinking inside, but it was only for a moment. The cigarette that had not been lit in his mouth gave up after John saw the no-smoking sign and left. Go to the bartender, order a glass of ale, sit at the bar, and scan the crowd. There is nothing abnormal, everyone here behaves like the most normal ordinary people, and John also believes that the one who let him in is definitely not the one who let him drink.

"Good evening, John." While John was glancing around, a hot-dressed young girl sat down beside him and greeted him. It was at this time that the bartender also left the bar. At the bar, only John and this young girl who didn't know each other were left.

"You called me here? What should I call you?" John said without shyness, scanning every part of the young girl in front of him with his eyes.

And this young girl also grabbed John's tie directly, pulled it in front of her, and printed a pair of red lips directly. After a while of kissing, she said faintly, "You can call me Los Angeles."

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