"Do you think that after a person's mistakes are made up for or redeemed, he is innocent?"

After Rumlow finished speaking, he took the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth. The answer to this question may not need to be given by others at all.

Rumlow knew that maybe some people would let go and even choose to forgive this bad guy with great love.

But just like the nails on a wooden board are pulled out, the scars on the board will not disappear. Atonement is an endless road.

Constantine looked at Rumlow in front of him, and suddenly felt that he might have many things in common with Rumlow.

They all know that a sinner is a sinner.

"Ha, what are you talking about? Did you do something to make me sorry? I don't remember being alone with you, but if you really did something to me, I hope I will be sober next time.

To be honest, you are a pretty good type."

Constantine still did not give a definite answer as before.

It is actually very difficult to deceive others and deceive yourself.

A person will always be deceived by the same person, it is definitely not because that person is hopelessly stupid, most of the time it is just because they are willing to be deceived.

The same goes for deceiving yourself.

The scumbag Constantine knew that he was a sinner and a scumbag, but he had no intention of changing his mind.

He knew that the crimes he had committed were too numerous to describe!

And so does Rumlow!

The two of them have never considered themselves heroes. If one day they choose to stand among people and enjoy flowers and praises, it will only be because the things they have to do require them to accept these things.

"As long as you know how to count."

Rumlow threw the remaining half of the bottle at Constantine and left these words.

It doesn't matter if Nick Fury and Reed can find the problem in this sentence.

If he can't be found, it would be a good idea to warn Constantine.

Constantine caught the wine with a snap, although it didn't matter that a lot of wine was spilled when the bottle was rotated, even on his body.

"Although I also like wine, this wine seems a bit too strong."

Constantine walked to the front of the whiteboard with a smile and raised his hand!

He received threats and persuasion from Rumlow, but guys like them were almost left to pursue their own way.

"First of all, I have to tell you that the magic in our world is lending, and most of the creditors are not easy to talk to, and they are even more cruel when collecting debts than the loan sharks you know."

Constantine drew a strange pattern on the whiteboard!

"Of course, if you have a way to ask others to pay off your debts, that is also a way, but please remember! The price you need to pay for a spell will never be repaid!"

When Constantine said this, he glanced at Tony and Reed deliberately.

He knew very well that in the face of this brand-new knowledge, two scientists with excessive curiosity could easily fall into it.

This is not without precedent, and Sir Isaac Newton is the most famous one.

Tony and Reed nodded, saying that they remembered what Constantine said.

"Then there is one key point. You must at least know who you are borrowing the things from!"

When Constantine said this, the drawing movement on his hand had stopped, and the pattern did not show anything extraordinary.

"I got a spell book a long time ago. The existence represented by this pattern may be beyond your imagination. At that time, it was also beyond my imagination!

But one thing is certain, that is, this being is extremely powerful, so powerful that even if he is the origin of the Supreme Mage lineage, the trinity Weishan Emperor would not be willing to fight him."

Constantine's eyes were fixed on Bucky at this time, and this look made Steve a little nervous.

Those who have spent a lot of time on the Holy Mountain all know about Emperor Weishan.

Although Emperor Weishan has not shown his power, according to the estimation of the ancestor spirits, such a being is no longer weaker than the devil king of hell like Bile.①

"You mean, this pattern represents the existence that gives me strength?"

Bucky said as if he suddenly realized something, acting a little deliberately.

"Didn't you say that the existence of the supervision contract has disappeared?"

The gun in Nick Fury's hand has been pointed at Constantine's head.

He knew very well how destructive Constantine was, and if Constantine did anything dangerous, he would kill this guy directly.

Constantine is useful, but equally dangerous.

Fortunately, Constantine's life is as fragile as a normal person!

"Of course he disappeared, but this existence doesn't care about contracts or anything like that at all, he! He doesn't care!"

Constantine's expression was a little fanatical, but he still didn't say anything useful.

"When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you. This sentence makes sense.

But if you release water into the abyss, the abyss may not urinate back to you."

Constantine said this.

Then he cut his wrist open and blood dripped on the ground.

Rumlow stood up straight now.

"Your goal is to gain a share of power? You wouldn't make such a shallow calculation."

Rumlow took two steps forward. He now wanted to smash the pattern directly.

Although when he had this idea, he felt waves of danger.

"The Lord of the Crimson Universe, Cytorak! I need him to join the fight! The power obtained is not for use, but for research! This is what I want Mr. Fantastic to do!

Of course, just like finding someone to pay the price of casting a spell for me, Mr. Fantastic will bear the attention of that existence for me!"

Constantine laughed, and the stone man was already standing in front of him.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn!

until

"I agree!"
Chapter completed!