Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Why does Rumlow appear here?"

Bull Casso is a bit strange.

It is said that the people affected by the certificate of shame should be the first to get rid of the shackles on their bodies.

Bulkelso stood on the low building drinking spirits, and glanced at the room with the open window on the tall building.

Aim, then jump.

Bulkelso's figure appeared beside Angel and Constantine who were observing the writing on the glass.

"So that's how it is."

The thundering voice of Bulkeso scared the three people in the room into a fright.

The moment Rumlow saw Bulkelso, he understood why he had the feeling of being watched by the head teacher.

Although he didn't intend to go to Bulkeso at first, but now that he has met him, what is there to say?

"damn it!"

Constantine's body reacted before he saw Bulkelso, and he with difficulty restrained the idea of ​​turning around and running, standing where he was.

Then burst out a foul language.

"Twins, and the power to see."

Bulkelso didn't care about the performance of Rumlow and Constantine at all, and glanced at Angel with his scrutiny.

Bulkelso seems to have found his way to Hell.

"That... who are you?"

Although Angel was frightened the moment Bulkelso appeared, she felt a sense of security from Bulkelso that she had never felt since she learned of her sister's death.

It was as if this tall and burly old man was protecting her.

"The seventeenth chapter of Corinthians? What?"

Bulkasso glanced at the message on the window. Right now, he is not interested in responding to Angel's question. At this moment, he is full of thoughts about how to go to hell.

Angel was a little embarrassed, and Rumlow was even more embarrassed. As for Constantine, he was ready to run away.

"There is no chapter seventeen in Corinthians."

Embarrassed, Angel changed the subject.

"In the Hell Bible, Corinthians has twenty-one chapters."

Constantine said cautiously, his eyes fixed on Bulkasso, ready to run away at any time.

"Boy, can you open the gate of hell?"

Bulkeso looked at Constantine and asked his question.

Gu Yi said that she can only teleport there when the gate of hell is open, but now the devils in hell are all so well-behaved, they are like little chickens, and they dare not open the gate of hell at all.

Constantine, a guy who likes to take advantage of loopholes, maybe there is something different?

"I don't have that great ability...I can try."

Constantine was going to deny it at first, but he changed his mind when he saw the angry look in Bulkasso's eyes.

"Then what should I do?"

Rumlow folded his hands on his chest, a little puzzled.

After seeing the hell demon, Rumlow felt that he had to finish the task at hand first.

"You keep doing your thing."

Bulkelso glanced at Rumlow, took out a bottle of wine from his backpack and threw it over.

"The smell of hell demons has always been unpleasant, learn to get used to it."

The smell of the devil is nothing to Bulkelso, a barbarian who has been fighting for hundreds of years, but to Rumlow, it still seems a little exciting.

"The ones in the secret realm are not so disgusting."

Rumlow took the spirits and poured them into his mouth.

"Those were all killed once."

Bulkeso said casually.

...

Gu Yi was standing in front of Gabriel right now, looking at him coldly.

"Angel, can you tell me what happened to your injury?"

Gu Yi's request made Gabriel a little apprehensive.

The two very similar faces looked at each other, looking a little strange.

"This is my accident..."

"Snapped!"

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."

Gabriel felt the pain.

"Father will protect me!"

Energy began to erupt from Gabriel's body, and Gu Yi felt a wave of external energy impacting the alien space.

What Gabriel did was to use himself as a beacon to which the power of heaven poured out.

Obviously it intends to resist.

"Snapped!"

"I'll give you another chance."

Gu Yi withdrew her hand, and every time her hand touched Gabriel's face, she would feel a sense of absurdity.

Although she knew that Gabriel didn't deliberately imitate her face, she was somewhat angry at this time.

Gabriel was not one of those half-angels, or those ordinary nameless angels.

As an angel who spreads the holy voice of heaven, Gabriel can be regarded as a high-level person.

The power on it is not ashes to Gu Yi, at least it can be regarded as a mole cricket.

Coupled with the power support from heaven, the current Gabriel can barely be regarded as a rabbit that can bite people.

"Snapped!"

The mana on Gu Yi imprisoned Gabriel in place, and another blow on his ear stuck him.

"Your father doesn't dare to do anything wrong in front of my eyes!"

"It was the old man! It was the old man who broke it!"

Under the pressure of Gu Yi, Gabriel finally shouted loudly.

By the way, he showed off his broken wings.

In Gabriel's mind, Ancient One controls the mighty power of time. What is there in this world that she doesn't know?

From questioning all the angels at the beginning, to humiliating it now, just to warn both heaven and hell.

So Gabriel wants to rebel.

"I don't care much about your plans, do you understand?"

Gu Yi's eyes were flat, as if he was speaking the truth.

Gabriel understood what Gu Yi meant.

"No matter what plans you have, it is impossible to create riots in the world."

Gabriel understood it this way.

However, the situation is stronger than people, so it can only bow its head.

"Don't hurt ordinary people."

After Gu Yi put down these words, he disappeared.

Only Gabriel was left with half of his swollen face gnashing his teeth.

...

"Elder, do you have any way to make Angel activate the evil force in her body?"

Constantine licked his face in the restaurant and asked Bulkeso.

After he managed to get a half bottle of spirits from Rumlow, he finally got closer to Rumlow.

"Rumlow, you'd better stay away from this scum, he's not trustworthy."

Bulkeso took a fork and casually ate the pasta on the table.

Angel on the side was silently holding a glass of white water, drinking in small sips, as if this would make her look less embarrassed.

"I just took this task, it seems that it will take some time."

Rumlow looked at the food on the table, a little absent-minded.

"Well, what should I do about my sister's matter?"

Angel's current appearance does not look like that of an NYPD Serious Crime Squad operative. He spoke cautiously like a frightened hamster spitting out food from its cheeks to seek life.

Recent experiences forced her to admit that there are supernatural things in this world.

"Let that scumbag open the gate of hell, won't it be over?"

Rumlow said a little irritably.

He didn't want to get involved in this matter at all.

"Anyway, he has a way to enter hell. Didn't he just do that yesterday? Let him find an acquaintance to ask what's going on."