"Bang"

Zhakang, who had a gloomy face, kicked open the door of his bar.

He dragged a large pocket sewn with the evil skin and walked into the bar.

In the wasteland outside the door, there was also a pile of residue from steel parts transported back by the scorpion lion.

That was Johnny's motorcycle wreckage.

It was torn to pieces by the cruel demons like its own knight.

It's really hard to make a fool of yourself.

He actually found them all back.

This guy seems to have a nose that is more sensible than a dog.

"Bang"

The pocket containing bone debris was thrown at Merlin's feet.

The latter was leaning against the bar, holding a bottle of open wine in his hand, and in front of him was a box of "cigar" cigarettes carefully collected by Zhakang.

Constantine's contract demon, a very elegant succubus, served Merlin with a wink and drank.

She tried hard to keep the evil star in the wasteland in a good mood.

Meilin, who was already slightly drunk, turned his head and looked at the bone debris in the pocket. There was no complete bone in it.

It was like being thrown into a meat grinder and tugged for several hours.

He whispered:

“It’s so miserable.”

"Your friends will have to wait 20 hours before they can be resurrected. Some have waited."

Constantine twisted her wrist, returned to the bar, and slapped the succubus's perky butt.

The latter let out a series of tempting laughter, which trembled with laughter, and then placed one hand on his master's shoulder.

Her big eyes were filled with water, her black tail shaking and her lips pouted.

It's like a little pet asking for a kiss.

Zha Kang took the familiar hand and reached out to touch the succubus's face, and the two of them slowly approached.

In front of Merlin, the man and woman kissed each other deeply as if no one else was around.

Merlin didn't say anything.

He supported his chin with his arms, sipped wine, and watched Zha Kangxiu's kissing skills.

Two minutes later, Meilin coughed lightly.

The infatuation between Zhakang and Qimo was interrupted.

It’s not that Meilin is a guy who burns the piano and cooks the crane, he is also a romantic man.

He just felt that if he didn't interrupt the worse and worse scene, the two shameless guys in front of him would have to perform a fairy fight in front of him.

Maybe Zakang didn't care, but Merlin was not interested in seeing that thing at this time.

The succubus, who had already risen in desire, took a step back with regret.

She looked at Zhakang and her master. She tempted her to throw a blowing kiss at Zhakang, and then looked at Meilin's expressionless face.

She licked her lips and disappeared into a smoke.

"You broke into my house, drank my wine, and interrupted my little baby's ***k..."

Zhakang reached out and unbuttoned the buttons of his collar. He rudely picked up the bottle of wine from Merlin and took a sip.

He slapped his left hand hard on the bar, staring at Merlin.

He said with dissatisfaction:

"The most important thing is that you treat me as a servant! You are here to find trouble, right? Merlin!"

"After we go out, Zhakang..."

Merlin raised her head and looked at Constantine with a cold look, he said:

"When we return to this world, you and your little succubus will do whatever you want and do it for as long as you want, no one will care about you."

"But now, you'd better be calm. Now is not the time for sperm to enter the brain."

Meilin's gaze was like a gust of cold wind blowing on Zakang's soul body, making him calmer a little.

But Zhakang is a guy who never admits his words, he complained:

"Not mentioning how we leave, just say, if we can really leave, what can I do as a ghost when I return to this world? You may have a way to reshape your flesh and blood body, but I can't..."

"I will help you."

Merlin said:

“It’s not difficult.”

He looked at Zhakang, and he saw a hint of uneasiness in this guy's eyes.

Obviously, although Zakang was forced to act with Merlin, the soul who had been in the wasteland for too long obviously had no confidence in the escape.

This doesn't work.

Merlin needs Zakang to give him advice. This guy's evil wisdom may not be able to help, but Merlin still needs him to run errands.

No matter how powerful Merlin is, she can't do everything alone.

It’s not okay for this guy Zhakang to be so pessimistic.

Merlin's fingers were pounding on the table made by Black Stone, and his eyes blinked, and he decided to reveal a little news to the pessimistic and desperate soul in front of him.

Give him some hope.

Or, draw a cake first to attract Zhakang's attention.

"After I fell into the wasteland, I encountered something."

Merlin reached out and shook his fingers, imposing an isolated barrier next to the two of them. He used his fingers to pluck the "cigars" placed in the wooden box in front of him.

He said:

"I met Buster."

"Buster?"

Constantine blinked.

Although his strength is a little worse, his vision is definitely not bad. He has all kinds of strange knowledge in his mind.

He said:

"Egyptian Nine Pillar God?"

"Um."

Merlin nodded, and he continued:

"Bast brought me a message. The great Lord Osiris of the Underworld needs me to do a favor. I promised, and the master of the Egyptian Underworld promised to lend me something."

Merlin glanced at Zakang and said:

"Things that can also make the ghost have flesh and blood again..."

"As long as we can escape, Constantine, I promise you that you can have life again and you can make up for all your regrets."

"Do it again, all the misses and mistakes."

Merlin whispered:

"How great...right?"

Zhakang's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He did not doubt the authenticity of what Merlin said, and he also understood why Merlin revealed this to him at this time.

This guy is seducing him.

So that Zhakang would follow him wholeheartedly to have fun.

But the problem is that the bait that Merlin threw is very fragrant.

It forced Zhakang, the hungry fish, to bite.

He hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the pocket thrown at Merlin's feet, and he said:

"You just said, this crazy skeleton, you called him Johnny, you said he was the key to our departure? Why do you think so?"

"I guessed."

Merlin said frankly:

"When Johnny died, he was denied the qualification of the Ghost Rider."
To be continued...