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In any case, Constantine is now working for himself, so Kewen did not let the other party continue to be injured and weakened.

So he pointed to the wound on the other's arm with his finger, and the incision a few centimeters long healed quickly.

Constantine was surprised.

After looking at the wound, he couldn't help but raised his head and asked, "Which spell do you belong to?"

Ke Wenran glanced at Constantine, and then replied: "Magic is meant to perform miracles, why should it belong to any branch?"

Constantine was speechless, and finally could only shake his head to change the subject.

He sighed tiredly, and then said: "I have already investigated some results about this matter, that record is mixed with the voice of 'first fall', which will make people addicted and involuntarily involuntarily. want to play it publicly.”

"Soul?" Cowan asked.

"That's right!" Constantine nodded: "All the souls of those who die from the sound of the record will fall directly into the hands of the 'first fall' in hell! She is taking revenge on God! The more God loves the soul, the first fall The more they will **** their souls from the hands of God!"

Kewen felt unsurprising, and he continued to ask: "Then who wants to make trouble with that record this time? To please the 'First Fall'?"

"A pair of poor people." Constantine sighed slightly: "Yin En Fehr, a heavy metal singer who was excavated by Bernie."

"Listen to me."

Constantine stopped Cowen from interjecting, and he continued: "Fell had cancer a few years ago. His wife Jasmine traded with the devil without telling everyone, and traded her soul for Fair's health."

"Of course, Jasmine is just an ordinary person. He was actively found by a soul broker in the hospital."

"The intermediary helped her to conclude a contract with the devil, but recently, the intermediary named Anton has been convincing Jasmine that she can exchange her soul for her, and the price is the record!"

Hearing this, Kewen couldn't help but said absurdly and disdainfully: "That intermediary has such great ability? He can get his soul back from the 'First Fallen'?"

"Do you think it's possible?"

Constantine said contemptuously: "It's obviously a scam!"

Grinning his teeth and resentment, Constantine said in a deep voice, "That intermediary is just the subordinate of that guy 'Midnight Dad'! Behind all this! It's just the conspiracy of that **** Minai!"

"Before including!"

Constantine looked at the copper mesh bed: "That guy Mina knocked me out! He tied me to this bed that interfered with my spellcasting! Give me blood anticoagulants! Cut the wound!

The resentment of being betrayed is unbearable.

Constantine took a deep breath and managed to suppress his anger a little bit.

He tried to keep his tone calm, and continued: "He no longer hides his cowardice, he is afraid of going to **** after death, so he wants to use that record to make a deal with the 'First Fall' and let him Get out of hell!"

Kewen nodded: "So, I just need to kill that **** now, and it's all over, right?"

Constantine was stunned for a moment, then frowned. …

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head reluctantly: "This is not good! Once Minai and Midnight Bar are lost, the entire supernatural world may be in complete chaos! Although that **** really deserves to die! But no matter what, he is considered supernatural. The world has maintained a fragile balance!"

"It's the same with changing people."

Kewen's tone was very indifferent: "Kill that nigger, you can support another person to maintain the peace."

Constantine shook his head: "It's not that easy."

He sighed and said, "It took him decades to do all this, and it took him a long time to gain the initial trust of all the forces."

"So no."

Shaking his head again, Konstantin said weakly: "Kewen, please dispel your thoughts, the supernatural world cannot be chaotic."

"The world is already very difficult. Even under the current balance, there are still so many conspiracies and dangers. Once the balance is broken... I can't imagine what the world will look like!"

Cowen wanted to say that that was none of my business.

But he looked at Constantine and thought again that the **** wasn't directly offending him this time.

Therefore, Cowen simply dismissed the idea of ​​pinching the **** to death.

Nodding his head, he agreed to Constantine, and then Kewen continued: "So, can you handle this incident well?"

Constantine was silent for a while, then nodded vigorously: "I will!"

"Then I will continue to wait for your good news."

Kewen patted Constantine on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Isn't the ebony and white ivory still with you? It's dangerous, shoot directly."

Constantine was a little embarrassed.

Because he did not trust Cowen and felt that the power of the two guns was too dangerous, he had already found a place to seal the two guns.

Of course this cannot be said to Cowen.

So Konstantin can only reluctantly smile and nod: "Don't worry, I will end all this as soon as possible!"

He said so, but he was thinking of ending this eucalyptus early, and immediately hid away from Kewen.

He really didn't want to meet Kewen, he felt that Kewen was too mysterious and dangerous.

Let's see what happened to his two contacts with Kewen. The last time was Mammon's arrival, which led to Gabriel and the First Fallen.

What about this time? The record is once again involved in the "First Fall".

Therefore, after contacting Kewen, there is always no good thing, and all involved are some OSS-level characters.

This made Konstantin label Kewen at a distance.

…

There was a faint sound of sudden braking.

Kewen glanced outside the warehouse, and then said to Constantine: "Your little psychic partner is here, and I'm leaving."

"it is good…"

Constantine stood up weakly, and after thinking for a while, he still thanked Kewen: "Thank you Kewen, thank you for coming here."

Kewen waved his hand indifferently, and disappeared into thin air before turning around.

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and the psychic named Zed quickly rushed into the warehouse and called out worriedly.

On the other side, Kewen returned to the bedroom on the third floor of the office. …

Looking at the two stars asleep on the bed, he smiled and waved, and sprinkled a little holy light down.

After helping the two bedmates recover their physical strength and energy, Kewen fell into bed in a good mood, which soon led to a continuous and euphemistic song.

the next morning.

Kewen sent off the two radiant female stars, and then called the client.

In less than fifteen minutes, a bulletproof commercial vehicle stopped outside the office.

A record company owner named Connie hurried into the office.

"God!"

Restraining his anxiety, Connie and Kewen shook hands and said hurriedly, "Please tell me some good news!"

"Sit first."

Kewen led the other party to a seat, then said with a smile, "I don't know whether this news is good or bad for you."

"Please tell me directly!" Connie demanded impatiently.

Cowen nodded: "Bernie's death was not some murder against your company, but an accident related to extraordinary events."

"Accident?" Connie was stunned.

"Yes, that's what I found out."

Kewen no longer betrayed, and directly repeated the findings of Constantine's investigation.

After listening to it, Connie's face was complicated beyond words.

After holding back for a long time, he finally asked absurdly: "So, this time is my unlucky? Unlucky to encounter such a bad thing?"

Kewen shrugged his shoulders: "Isn't there good news? Connie, this means that no competitor is deliberately harming you, so your company can still be saved."

Connie seemed to be reminded.

Immediately after he was stunned, he began to frown in thought.

Kewen didn't interrupt.

Nearly five minutes later, Connie suddenly raised his eyes.

He stared at Kewen with anticipation in his eyes, and after his words, he asked tentatively, "Dude! Apart from the commission from the transcendent world, do you accept other commissions?"

Kewen looked at Connie, who was pretending to be close, and then smiled: "Tell me?"

"That's it!"

Connie rubbed his hands excitedly, and he planned: "Good friend! You are famous in the circle! So you see, can I borrow your reputation to steer this matter in my favor?"

"What are you going to do?" Cowan asked.

"I'll let the wind out!" Connie said expectantly: "I'll let those people in the circle know your definition of this incident! Let them know that you've completely solved the problem for me!"

Cowen was stunned.

He chuckled and said, "Then you say something about having a good relationship with me or something, so that your competitors will be tied down?"

"That's it!" Connie clapped his hands: "Good friend! I'll pay enough commission! You don't have to do anything, just lend me your reputation to run it."

Kewen stared at the other party and considered it for a moment.

Then he nodded slightly: "Yes, yes, but there must be several conditions."

"Just say it!" Connie responded quickly.

"The price to pay, I don't think you will let me down."

Ke Wendan smiled and said: "It's okay to operate my reputation, but I can't cross the line. It's limited to saving your company, and I can't use my reputation to suppress any of your opponents."

This made Connie a little stunned~www.readwn.com~ He couldn't help but said eagerly: "Why? Wouldn't it be better for us to join forces? We can make the company bigger! Even bigger enough to be formed in the music circle. Monopoly! That will bring us countless benefits!"

Kewen shook his head and emphasized again: "It's limited to saving your company and letting your competitors stop."

"division…"

Kewen raised his hand to stop him, he put away his smile, and shook his head flatly: "No need to say any more, I don't have any idea of ​​stepping into your circle, I just need to maintain my current life."

Connie didn't dare to persuade him any more. After all, Kewen was an extraordinary person, and he was afraid that he would annoy Kewen.

In desperation, Connie had no choice but to agree with a disappointed expression.

After discussing some details, Connie left a check and left.

Kewen stood in the hall and watched all the way, sensing the kind of resentment on the other side, he shook his head slightly disdainfully...