Buzz~
After Gabriel left, the paused space-time instantly resumed its flow!
Bright red lights began to flash, noisy sounds rang out again, and flowing liquor fell into the glass...
Everything returned to normal!
Everything that had just happened felt like a dream.
Except...
Gabriel had poked a hole in the bar's ceiling!
Now that was great, all eyes in the bar were instantly focused on them.
Constantine cursed inwardly, and just as he was about to flee the 'crime scene,' he was suddenly grabbed by a hand on his shoulder!
Feeling the strength of the hand on his shoulder, Constantine stiffly turned his head and saw a black man with skin so dark it shone, glaring at him with fury!
He was the owner of the bar: Midnight!
A mage and businessman who, with his neutral stance and profit-seeking principles, was supported by both hybrid angels and demons.
Just as his name 'Midnight' implied, he maintained an impartial neutral stance between good and evil, and under the premise of maintaining the balance of the world, he did not participate in the competition between Hell and Heaven!
Anyone who attempted to break the two major principles of 'balance' and 'neutrality' would be met with his crazy retaliation!
But in Locke's view, Midnight's so-called neutral principles were a bit ridiculous.
A merchant who sold information and intelligence from various channels, and who gathered a large number of mixed-blood angels and demons—this behavior could not be called neutral!
Unless he chose to give up all his power like Sweden, he could never remain neutral from the moment he stepped between Heaven and Hell!
In the movie, was Midnight really completely unaware of the coming of Mammon's son?
Locke thought not necessarily.
Perhaps he was just waiting for an opportunity to let Constantine come forward to solve the matter!
After all, it was obviously more appropriate to let someone hated by both gods and demons deal with offending Mammon, the son of Hell.
Then he could continue to hide safely behind the scenes, maintain his 'neutral principle' persona, and not offend either side!
"Uh… this is a misunderstanding!"
Feeling guilty, Constantine gave an awkward but polite smile and said, "Would you believe me if I said I had nothing to do with this hole?"
"What do you think?"
Midnight's face showed obvious anger as he said in a deep voice, "I should have told you that this is my territory, and no one is allowed to run wild!"
Anyone who dared to make a move would be punished; this was the rule set by Midnight, and no one had dared to break it so far!
"Wait… I didn't do this!"
Constantine was on the verge of tears, feeling extremely wronged!
He didn't do it, but no one believed him.
Perhaps, that was what it meant to be scum.
No one believed Constantine, because there was never a word of truth in this guy's mouth!
The hybrid angels and demons present, even if they had not been deceived by him, had heard of his notoriety from others!
Trust Constantine and you'll die without a burial place!
This famous saying had long been circulating in Heaven and Hell!
"Constantine, you broke Midnight's rules!"
A white man stepped out, his pale golden eyes as cold as knives, and said sarcastically, "Prepare to be punished, or you can forget about leaving here!"
Like smearing mud on your crotch, even if it's not shit, it looks like it!
Constantine sighed, knowing that he was stuck with this, and said, "So how do you plan to solve it?"
Midnight said, "Simple, tenfold compensation!"
"No money."
Constantine simply turned out his empty pockets,
spread his hands and said, "Can I owe the repair fee first?"
Midnight's eyes showed a fierce glint, and his voice gradually turned cold: "If you have no money, then use something valuable as collateral!"
"Uh…"
Constantine had no choice but to turn his gaze to Locke, who was watching the show, and asked for help, "Why don't you pay for me first? I'll pay you back when I have money!"
Wait for you to pay back?
Wouldn't that be until the next life!
Locke simply refused: "No money."
Then, Locke wrapped his arms around Yume, picked up his leather gun holster, and turned to leave the bar.
He had already obtained the information he needed.
As for whether Constantine lived or died, what was it to him?
"Wait!"
The white angel suddenly reached out and blocked Locke's path, sneering, "You're Constantine's friend, right? Pay off his debt before you leave!"
"No, you're mistaken."
Locke glanced at him, a gentle smile on his face, and said, "I don't know Constantine, and I'm not his friend."
"No, no, no!"
Hearing this, Constantine shouted loudly, "Friend, you can't abandon me! I just did you a big favor!"
"Did you hear that?"
The white angel grabbed Locke's collar and sneered, "I'll give you two choices now, either pay his debt for him, or stay here!"
Hearing that Constantine was going to be punished, even without Midnight personally taking action, there were already a dozen hybrid angels and demons surrounding them.
Obviously, there were many people who disliked Constantine, and even more who wanted him to be unlucky!
"Let go."
Locke's smile remained unchanged, and his tone was still very gentle.
"Listen, you lowly human."
The white angel pretended not to hear and said arrogantly, "As long as you leave the little girl next to you, I'll let you leave here!"
"Hahahaha…"
At this moment, a charming female demon interjected, "Sals, you have good eyes. This girl's soul quality is so high that if it's sacrificed to Heaven, we should be able to get a drop of pure angel blood, right?"
Sals's face stiffened, and he said with some anger, "Caritan, if you dare to talk nonsense again, believe me or not, I'll tear your mouth apart!"
"Oh~ I'm so scared!"
Caritan pretended to be 'scared', turned her head and gave Locke a charming smile, and said, "That man, give me that little girl, and I can not only help you pay, but also let you enjoy a night for free~"
"I see…"
Locke nodded as if he understood, and said, "No wonder you've been looking at Yume, so you've been coveting her soul."
"Quickly hand her over to me!"
Seeing that his plan had been exposed, Sals completely tore off his disguise and reached out to grab Yume.
However!
Just as Sals's hand was about to touch Yume, it was suddenly severed by a flash of light!
Fresh blood spurted out, splattering all over the ground.
"Ahhh!!!"
Sals, who had lost his hand, let out a miserable howl, instantly alarming everyone in the bar!
"Bastard, how dare you make a move in my territory?!" Midnight was both shocked and angry, his voice suddenly rising a dozen decibels!
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned, including Constantine. They didn't expect that someone would actually dare to make a move in Daddy Midnight's territory!
"Ah~ sorry."
Locke still had a gentle and humble smile on his face, as if he wasn't the one who had just made the move: "I just used a little force, I didn't expect your hand to break."
"Bas… Bastard!"
Sals roared and rushed up, wanting to tear this man to pieces!
Clang!
The crisp sound of a blade rang out, like a clear spring flowing through the mountains, exuding a clear, cold light, like a crescent moon rising and falling!
Then...
Under everyone's gaze, Sals was split in half!
"Excuse me."
Locke's eyes calmly swept over everyone, and then he said indifferently, "Is there anyone else who plans to stop me? If not, I'm going to leave."
How arrogant!
How rampant!
How presumptuous!