[Comprehensive British and American] Reversal of the future

Beria swallowed subconsciously, and his eyes fell on Constantine's pale face again, and his eyes moved down to Constantine's lower lip with teeth marks.

The pain was severe just now, and Constantine couldn't push Beria away and refused to show weakness, so he had to bite his lips tightly.Now his lips are very red, like overripe fruit.

Belial shook his head, shook his head suddenly, his eyes became calm.

He reached out and stroked the tooth marks on the side of Constantine's neck. The wound there healed quickly, leaving only a shallow mark in the end.

It was a character composed of several runes, which looked like text but no one could identify its source, let alone recite it.

That's the language of the angels, Enoch.

At this moment, Constantine also broke free from the continuous pain.

Constantine looked as if he had just been fished out of the water, strands of sweaty hair stuck to the side of his face, and even his breath was wet.

He took a few breaths, slapped Beria's hand away, and touched the bitten place on the side of his neck.

The skin under the fingertips is smooth, as if it has not been ravaged by the teeth of a king of hell at all.But when touching there, Constantine could feel what he touched.

"What?" Constantine glared at Beria with his black eyes drenched with physical tears, and said angrily, "What the hell did you do?!"

Beria said with a slightly cold expression, "John Constantine, pay attention to your language."

"You..." Constantine wanted to say, you first tripped him in the bar and then dragged him out for no reason and gave him a bite like a vampire, and you wanted him to pay attention to language?Believe it or not, he puts on the knuckle ring and punches it right now!

However, before Constantine could utter the long list of words that would most likely incur Beria's punishment, an unusually gentle force instantly swam through his body from the imprint on the side of his neck. The warmth seemed to soak his whole body. The feeling of being in the warm water made Konstantin slightly distracted, and a small and indistinct comfortable groan came out of his throat.

Beria's eyes were dark, but he restrained and let go of Constantine's hand.

Constantine leaned against the wall, took a few breaths, and then he looked at Beria with clarity in his eyes.He swallowed, and murmured: "This power...what is going on...?" Before Beria could answer, Constantine's eyes widened suddenly. He thought of something.

"Could this be the mark of the devil?!" Constantine squinted his eyes, pressed his fingers firmly on the side of his neck, and growled in disbelief.

As a black magic master who has learned almost every system of magic, Constantine has heard of the Devil's Seal.

That's the source of power for evil wizards, or demon worshipers, the imprint they get after giving their souls to demons.This mark will allow them to draw the power of worshiping demons, but the mark will gradually corrupt their souls and eventually become the possession of demons.

The so-called devil worshipers are devil's whores!

Beria frowned immediately, and said coldly: "John Constantine, pay attention to your language!" After a pause, Beria said with a serious expression, "Don't regard the mark I gave you as the mark of a demon. !"

This is a blasphemy against Beria!

The corner of Constantine's mouth twitched, yes!This is the Lord of Hell, the King of Fallen Angels, and his imprint, no matter how you say it, is higher than the demon's imprint.But what's the difference between its intention and the seal of the devil, he can't see it now!

"Remove!" Konstantin straightened his neck, his eyes were slightly bloodshot, and said word by word, "I don't want this thing!"

No one can imprison his soul!

Even if he is destined to fall into hell, he will not become anyone's property.

Beria looked at Constantine fixedly, and the anger burst out of his heart almost instantly.He wanted to pinch Constantine's neck and slam it against the wall. He wanted to let this ignorant human being know what kind of punishment would be incurred for disobeying a king of hell.

Seeing that Beria remained silent with a cold face, Constantine stretched out his hand and grabbed the side of his neck fiercely.

Beria stretched out his hand without hesitation, clasped Constantine's wrist and pressed it against the wall, and said slowly, "Presumptuous."

"The soul is mine. If I scratch it, it has nothing to do with you!" Constantine stared at Beria coldly.

Even when he found out that Beria had cast a spell on him, preventing him from having sex with beautiful girls, Constantine was not as angry as he is now.

Even though Beria said several times that he was his property, even if Constantine didn't refute it, he was rolling his eyes in his heart.

All in all, Beria has not touched Constantine's real bottom line.

For John Constantine, what he really cared about was not life, but freedom.

Beria pursed his lips tightly, looking at Constantine's stubborn black eyes as if he was about to die, he really felt a little helpless in his heart.

"...not a shackle." Beria slowly tightened his fingers clasping Constantine's wrist, his throat was a little dry, he couldn't help clearing his throat, and continued: "You, you can use that imprint as energy Yuan, you... you are too weak, John Constantine."

Beria's voice gradually became steady and powerful, and he said in a deep voice: "Like the previous situation, you can use the power I gave you to teach that human being a lesson."

The anger in Constantine's eyes froze for a moment, and then he looked at Beria in disbelief, and blurted out: "So, you think I can't even beat that man, that's why..." Constantine He couldn't help growling, "Belia, what's wrong with you. That's just an ordinary human being. Even if the method of dealing with demons doesn't apply to him, I still have thousands of ways to keep him from appearing in front of me!"

What's more, he is not homophobic.Although being coveted by a man made him a little uncomfortable, but as a tolerant man, he would not do anything to him just because that man was too discerning.

Beria didn't speak, and only loosened the shackles on Constantine.

Constantine rubbed his wrists and glanced at Beria with a cold expression. Although he was a little skeptical about life, he couldn't help but said, "Beria, if I'm not mistaken, are you worried about me?"

Beria gave Konstantin a cold look.

"... Tsk." Constantine seemed absurd, but he subconsciously remembered the scene when Beria reached out to him to block the severing blade in the desert.

Although Beria is sometimes very unreasonable, but he... seems to be very defensive, and his shortcomings draw him into it.

Slowly letting out a breath, Constantine was able to deal with malice freely, but he was not good at dealing with the kindness shown to him by others.

He frowned, he still had the mark on the side of his neck, which made him feel like the mark of a demon.But Beria never lied—unlike him—and since he said it wasn't a shackle, it wasn't a shackle.

A source of energy?

Constantine seriously thought about how many demons he could kill by using a fallen Seraph and Lord of Hell as an energy source.

Seems, not a bad thing?

Constantine, who had erected his spikes like a hedgehog before, calmed down slowly.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Beria breathed a sigh of relief after feeling that Constantine had calmed down.But soon, his brows were frowned—why should he care about a human being's opinion?And this human being is still his servant, the sinner who deceived him?

Beria felt a little confused.

Constantine has finished adjusting at this moment, he raised his jaw, and just when he was about to say about the imprint, Beria reached out and grabbed Constantine's shoulder. After the slight vibration of wings, the two of them instantly Found in the lobby of Stark Tower.

In the Stark Tower, however, there was a chill, and there was no harmonious atmosphere when Beria and Constantine left before.

That's less than an hour!

***

Nick Fury is going crazy.

He looked at Bucky Barnes standing in front of him with pursed lips. To be honest, in the previous battles, he found that Bucky Barnes was not inferior to the captain in strength, even a few more than the captain. This made Nick Fury very happy when the score was fierce. After all, it was their combat strength, and they were also the captain's best friend. Naturally, the stronger the better.

Of course he has his own guesses about Bucky Barnes' strength and appearance, nothing more than rays, serums and the like.It may not be an official channel. Judging by the means he has shown, the worst thing is that, like Black Widow, he was once a brainwashed agent of a certain organization.

But it doesn't matter, look at Natasha, as long as he is willing to change his mind and stand on the side of justice, S.H.I.E.L.D. can fully accept him.

But what he didn't expect was that Bucky Barnes was a deadhead!

Nick Fury meant to let Bucky Barnes meet the public publicly. His previous decades of experience can be fabricated. The most important thing is that he and Captain America are both fighting heroes in this country. , their re-emergence can improve the public's perception of the Avengers, which can be said to be a booster for public opinion.

But not only did he refuse, he even wanted a trial.

"I deserve it." Bucky Barnes looked calm, "I was brainwashed by Hydra and killed for them. I remember the faces of each of them. I know exactly what I did , this is my sin."

Nick Fury opened his mouth. He wanted to say that he was brainwashed and had no self-awareness at all. How could he equate active crime with forced crime!

There was a trace of moisture in Bucky Barnes' eyes, and he said slowly: "When I became a soldier, I swore to protect this country and the people of this country. But you saw..." Bucky rushed to Nick Barnes Fury stretched out his mechanical hand and sighed, "I can't deny what happened in those three years. I violated my oath and helped the evildoers."

Bucky's eyes passed over Nick Fury, he looked deeply at Steve Rogers, looked at his best friend, and said slowly: "Steve, I'm really glad to see you again, but I I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"……I see."

More than half a century ago, he led the soldiers to die for this country.Half a century later, he still wears the uniform of the Stars and Stripes, guarding the country.

When he wasn't Captain America, he was a stubborn guy who would rather be beaten than run away and cry.After becoming Captain America, he put everything on his shoulders. In this life, Captain America, who only cried when he lost Bucky and reunited with Bucky, stared at Bucky Barnes. With tears in her eyes, she said every word: "I understand."

Tony frowned, and said to Nick Fury: "You don't intend to listen to these old popsicles from two and a half centuries ago, do you? They—" Before Tony could finish speaking, the back of his head was hit attack.

Tony's caramel-colored eyes widened, and he looked back angrily, only to see Howard withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and calmly said to Steve and Bucky: "The child is not sensible, forgive me."

"I am not sensible?!" Tony glared at Howard, even his own father could not slander his noble character.

Loki folded his arms around his chest, and coolly made up the knife: "What old Popsicle, it's rude, I have to call Uncle Rogers and Uncle Barnes."

Loki immediately got an approving look from Howard.

The author has something to say: #818Hot an ignorant little nephew#

Tony: I, the genius billionaire playboy philanthropist Iron Man, am not sensible? !What a joke, this is an insult to my noble personality! !

Rocky: Be good, call Uncle Rogers and Uncle Barnes, be polite~

Tony: Why don't you bark!

Rocky: I am one hundred and three years old^_^

***

Angels don’t have gender, but they can choose gender, Jiang Zi~

Bucky's memory wasn't too badly damaged, and all of them were retrieved with the help of the little professor. He wasn't as cold as the Winter Soldier, but he couldn't be as lively as Sergeant Barnes. After all, what happened in those three years He has no way to let go of the matter, killing one good person and killing a hundred good people will not feel less guilty because the former kills less.The director of Braised Egg hopes that Bucky will greet the cheers of the people as a hero, but Bucky feels that he is not worthy, because even if he saved 100 people, he can't get back the good guy he killed.

But don't worry, the old popsicle duo is still very sweet~