Chapter 138: Constantine: Seemingly Loyal, Actually Full of Rebellion

Nick Fury was anxious now, but in fact, there were plenty of people more anxious than him, such as Mephisto.

Nick Fury was anxious because he was afraid of losing. In his eyes, the resurgence of Hydra would destroy the hard-won results of victory for so long, and he was worried that the previous cleanup was not thorough enough and left too many loopholes.

After all, it is well known that when a cockroach appears in a room, there is already a nest of cockroaches in the corner you can't see.

Mephisto's anxiety was completely different from Nick Fury's. He felt that he hadn't earned anything. Since the establishment of the Emotional Deep Web, he and his forces had basically not made any contribution on the stage, so naturally, they hadn't gained any harvest.

The Ivan Vanko incident and the Hulk incident didn't earn enough director points. For Mephisto, not earning was equal to losing.

The Harry Potter world was getting closer and closer to this universe, and the points in Mephisto's hands were not enough to buy this world, let alone let him perceive the deep-level rule network. How could he not be anxious?

In addition, seeing that the Ancient One didn't do anything and her points kept rising, Mephisto felt even more unbalanced in his heart.

Can't learn, can't surpass you, can't I just copy?!

Mephisto remembered Constantine's planning focus again. Unfortunately, the Ghost Rider on Earth didn't like to drill into crowds, didn't like to participate in various big events, and would even choose to stay away deliberately, which made Mephisto extremely annoyed.

What Mephisto couldn't accept even more was that the source of the Ghost Rider's power was too mixed, which made his orders very difficult to be accepted one by one.

To put it bluntly, although the Ghost Rider was created by Mephisto, people's core ideology was to fight against hell. Unless they were held by the soft underbelly, why would they help demons? Think too much.

After failing to drive the Ghost Rider again, Mephisto was furious.

"Damn angel, damn God, damn hypocrite!" Mephisto vented his anger, but this was of no avail.

At this time, Constantine stood on the side, lighting a cigar. Employees need to rest after finishing work, and he was currently in the rest interval he had fought for from Mephisto.

Looking at the furious Mephisto, Constantine had many ideas colliding in his mind.

After the anger subsided a bit, Mephisto looked at Constantine, and an idea flashed through his mind.

The Ghost Rider was unwilling to move. Wasn't there still an idle person? However... with Constantine's reputation, would he directly draw a line with hell when he arrived on Earth?

When Mephisto hesitated, Constantine turned and walked to the other side, without any intention of lingering.

"Constantine, wait, I have something to find you." Mephisto called out.

Constantine ran two small steps, pretending not to hear.

Whoosh, Mephisto turned and blocked Constantine's way directly.

Constantine stopped helplessly and took the cigar off his mouth. "Great Hell Monarch, according to the contract, my vacation will not end for more than a month."

Mephisto's mouth twitched. This was what he had promised Constantine when he was too happy. After all, the gains were so much that taking a vacation didn't matter. But who knew that Earth was like seeing a ghost, with big events happening every three days.

"Of course, I will not break the contract, but I remember you wanted to go to Earth to walk around? Now there is just a chance." Mephisto said softly.

"No, no, no." Constantine shook his head. "After your many persuasions, I have given up this childish idea."

Constantine had mentioned going to Earth several times, but Mephisto had used other reasons to push it back before.

"Hmm? What did I say before?" Mephisto found reasons casually and never took them to heart.

"You said Earth is a stage that is too dangerous, and instead, the hell dimension is very safe with you there." Constantine had an expression that the boss was right.

"No, you have to believe in your own strength. You have experienced even more dangerous Earth. This stage is just a small matter." Mephisto retorted.

"Also, you said my body has severe lung cancer, and I will come back soon if I go to Earth." Constantine's expression revealed three words: I'm scared.

"It's just lung cancer. There are too many solutions. Moreover, if you go to Earth, you can use the Emotional Deep Web. It's very simple to work hard to change a lung. Moreover, you can also use an artificial one to make do." Mephisto continued.

"You also said that I have no identity here, and I won't stay long if I go over."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. Who do you think catches illegal immigrants on Earth? It's the Ancient One. She doesn't care about things now. As for the identity in human society, there are many in hell. You pick one." Mephisto began to persuade Constantine.

At the same time, Mephisto also felt that Satan was boasting. Where was Constantine difficult to deal with, where was he hard to talk to? What a good child.

Being scared by his own few words to the point of not even wanting to be resurrected, this kind of honest child was only cheated by the stupid guys on Satan's side.

"Constantine, Earth and even this universe are experiencing an unprecedented great change now. As a member of it, don't you want to participate in it?" Mephisto grabbed Constantine's hand and began to draw a pie.

"But, I think it's pretty good in hell. The boss is not bad to me, there is no need to go to Earth to suffer again." Constantine continued to refuse.

"Eh, your pattern is small. Your vision needs to be enlarged. You can't just see the corner of hell. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. You need to contribute your strength to Earth as a stage." Mephisto said relentlessly.

"But... I still have to go to work..." Constantine hesitated.

"I am the boss, I decide your work, just listen to me. Go to Earth, just treat it as a business trip." Mephisto heard that Constantine's psychological defense was about to be broken, so he quickly continued.

"Then... my position in hell..."

"I'll keep it for you. You can contact me at any time if you have difficulties, and you can come home to stay for a few days if you feel uncomfortable."

"But I have no money, how about I go after I get my salary?"

"Eh! Business trips can be reimbursed. Also, I'll give you a business trip subsidy!" Mephisto continued.

"Then thank you, boss, for your love." Constantine accepted it reluctantly.

"Good! Work hard over there, I'll prepare an identity for you." Mephisto was very happy and patted Constantine on the shoulder.

Constantine watched the boss go away, almost biting the cigar off.

Must hold back! Must hold back!

This kind of opportunity is hard to come by. If I laugh out, all my previous efforts will be wasted! ===== CHAPTER 139 =====