Chapter 118: Doctor Fate
But the fact is, before Dr. Kent could come up with an answer, someone approached him at the door of the bar.

"Hello, old man, I saw you from a distance!

You have no idea how excited I am to see such an elegant old man like you wandering at the door of our Roxy Music Bar!"

As he spoke, the gatekeeper dragged Dr. Kent in.

So the next moment, Kent was enveloped by extremely restless music and countless obscene sounds.

Most importantly, it was sent between men, because Roxy Bar is the most famous gay bar in London.

As you can imagine, Dr. Kent's worldview was immediately hit hard!
I saw him close his eyes heavily and then try to hold his breath.

It would be fine if he didn't come in, at least he wouldn't be contaminated.

But now, since it has been contaminated, he must find John Constantine no matter what!
Thinking of this, Dr. Kent looked towards the stage with difficulty, and set his eyes on the musician who was playing the bass crazily.

He was wearing only a pair of black leather shorts with rivets and bells on the edges, and a vest that was open at the belly!
After seeing the golden hair on the man's head, Dr. Kent swallowed hard.

If he was not mistaken, then this guy who seemed to have been thoroughly immersed in punk culture and gay culture was the John Constantine he was looking for!
So, Dr. Kent regretted even more. Is it possible for such a Constantine to deal with the evil like Downton?

Why did he always feel that Constantine would fall asleep in Donton's arms with a happy face?

Thinking of this, Dr. Kent narrowed his eyes in disgust, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

He didn't want to stay in this environment for another second!

But just as he was about to turn around and leave, the guitarist and lead singer who was singing on the stage suddenly stopped.

Just as Constantine took over the lead vocal duties with a curse, the guitarist picked up his guitar and threw it directly towards Kent from the stage!

"Alas!!!"

"Wow!"

"Ahhh!"

"Stimulate!"

Seeing how excited the lead singer was, the audience stopped flirting and lifted the lead singer up.

The male lead singer was seen enjoying being touched by countless men while pointing at Kent's back with the microphone.

"Help me stop that man, I fell in love with him at first sight!

Even among the noble lords I have loved, I have never seen anyone with the same temperament and aura as him.

His gray beard is simply growing on my chest, and I really want his rough beard to rub against my chest hair!
Woohoo! Stop him!!!"

As soon as he got here, the lead singer excitedly threw the microphone far away, and the microphone immediately exploded with an extremely harsh sound.

Kent was shocked by the sound, and then he was surrounded by countless men.

The man closest to him said to him playfully while trying to touch him.

"Old man, you're so lucky, Johnny likes you!
He is the lead singer of the band Mucous Membrane and the most popular man in our place besides John.

As for you, stop having that disgusting expression and look boldly into your heart.

If you have never thought of that, why did you take the initiative to walk into Roxy's Bar? So you are only one step away from the new world, just one step away, haha!"

As they were talking, Kent was pushed in front of Johnny by a group of people with a bitter face.

Looking at Kent who was close but looked uncomfortable, Johnny spoke to Kent in a generous manner.

“My friend, even though I’m only meeting you for the first time, I know I don’t want to miss you for the rest of my life!

Believe me, as long as you are willing to drink a glass of wine with me, I will unconditionally satisfy all your requests in this place!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Kent covered his nose unnaturally and pointed at Constantine on the stage and asked.

"If I want to have a few words alone with that guy right now, will you let me do that, young man?"

The moment Kent finished speaking, the entire Roxy Bar gradually became quiet.

After this silence lasted long enough, the crowd finally burst into continuous laughter.

"Haha, Johnny, you're a fucking clown!"

"That's right, haha, this old guy prefers the one like John!"

"Promise him, Johnny, that he'll accompany you as well after he's done with John!"

"Promise him. It's not like you and John haven't been together before!"

As the audience shouted, Johnny's face turned red.

He just patted his chest unhappily and then spoke to Kent.

“Fuck, why do you all prefer John, that guy is not loyal at all, I have seen him hiding in corners and secretly being with women more than once.

He is a two-way plug, an idiot who accepts any gender, and I am the only one who is loyal to our own Mucous Membrane band lead singer!!!"

Having said that, Johnny raised his hand and slapped Kent, scaring Kent so much that he quickly took a step back.

But when he stepped back, he pushed himself against the man behind him. At this moment, he really didn't want to know what the hard object against his thigh was, or he would rather it was just a pistol!
Johnny was so excited watching Kent, a top-notch old gentleman, looking so tangled and disgusting that even though he was a little jealous, he still waved towards the stage behind him.

"Fuck John, leave the damn Mike to Chase, you got a fucking date!"

"Wow!"

John laughed and threw the microphone to the drummer behind him, then jumped off the stage while the drummer looked at him asking, "How can I play drums with a microphone on my face?"

Constantine staggered through the crowd, took out a cigarette from his jacket and came in front of Kent.

Exhaling thick smoke, he asked Kent with a grin.

“Should we play now or go backstage, I’m always ready.

Your temperament is indeed rare as an old man. You look like the aristocrats on TV, or even a bit like an angel.

Believe me, this is not my boasting, because I have seen real angels, and almost played with them, hahahahahaha!!!"

Amidst loud laughter, Constantine dragged Kent through the crowd and into the backstage.

After escaping the hustle and bustle of the crowd, he threw himself on the sofa like a piece of rotten meat.

As he let the ash fall onto his chest, he tilted his head back and continued speaking to Kent.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are not an ordinary person.

So, tell me, are you here to have fun, or to give me a job?

If you are the butler of a castle and want to take me to help your lady exorcise the demon, then it will be my duty, and I can also help you unclog the pipes as a gift.

And if you just want to play with me, then it costs 200 yuan to play with me and 500 yuan to be played by me.

As long as I see money, either I lie down here or you stick your head up over there. Anyway, I must be worthy of the thickness of the pound.

So what are you going to do? Stop wasting time here. I still have songs to sing!"

Having said that, Constantine threw aside the cigarette butt that he had finished in three puffs, and then lit up another one.

As for Dr. Kent, he just frowned and said to Constantine.

"What if what I want is to fly you to America to deal with another man, Constantine?"

"First-class air tickets, hotel reimbursement, and pay based on time. 500 yuan per hour for time outside of play, and 2,000 yuan per hour of play. This price is reasonable, right?"

Constantine gave the answer instantly.

Kent couldn't help but roll his eyes at what he said.

He just exhaled deeply and continued.

"What if the treatment I'm talking about is not what you think, and your target is not an ordinary person, but a big troublemaker who may not be as bad as Satan, but may be no less powerful in some aspects?"

"Hey, you're not from that outside circle, you're an insider, brother!"

Constantine sat up instantly, and took out his cell phone to Dr. Kent with a mysterious smile.

“Since you’ve heard the story between me and Satan, you must understand me. I am a person who naturally likes to seek excitement!

Big trouble, right? I like big trouble the most, and I have quite a lot of experience in dealing with big trouble.

Have you seen my account? As long as you transfer one million into it to prove your strength, I can continue to discuss the goal of this transaction with you and determine the balance based on the goal."

Having said that, Constantine shook his phone heavily and continued.

"So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and pay me, man. You don't want me to do this big job for free, do you?"

"Uh……"

Listening to Constantine's words, Dr. Kent nodded slightly, then took out his phone and started operating it.

Not long after, he showed his transfer page to Constantine and said at the same time.

"Please check, it should have been processed."

"Yes, it is indeed done. You are really rich!"

Constantine looked at his account in shock, then stood up from the sofa with satisfaction.

Meanwhile, Kent continued.

“Your target is a ghost named Donton who has just appeared in Gotham City in the southern United States in recent days.

He is a being that cannot be killed and cannot be captured, so I want you to try to find out if he has any connection with hell or heaven. You...

Wait, what are you doing? What is the purpose of this magic circle that suddenly appeared?"

Before he could finish his words, Kent looked at the magic circle that suddenly lit up next to Constantine with a look of shock on his face.

While Kent was shocked, Constantine raised a big middle finger at him and cursed him contemptuously.

"Of course this is a teleportation array, what else could it be?
Do you think I'm 2B? Who the hell has the ability to deal with an opponent that even Doctor Fate is helpless against? Do you think I can't recognize you? I read your comics when I was a kid, old buddy!
Also, haha, thanks to the boss for the one million pounds reward!

When I spend them all, I will miss you, 886!!!"

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(End of this chapter)

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