Mysterious city

As soon as the drunk man finished speaking, the light blue light of the compass in Jiang Zhe's hand suddenly dimmed a bit, and the pointer also pointed in another direction.

Although this guy looks extremely violent, he is still a little less aggressive than the demonized humans.

And judging from the compass's instructions, the strong man in front of him was not the target Jiang Zhe was looking for.

Go away.

Before the drunk man could make his next move, Jiang Zhe pushed him aside, separated from the crowd and quickly disappeared from his sight.

Jiang Zhe is not a coward, especially when it comes to issues of racial discrimination.

But right now, he has more important things to do, and he doesn't want to waste time with this drunken guy.

The drunken man's scolding voice and his female companion's mocking laughter were instantly drowned out by the manic music. After floating in the sea of ​​people for nearly ten minutes, the compass pointer gradually stabilized and pointed in the direction of the bar. .

There is not much time left for Jiang Zhe. Since this guy will appear in the bar, it means that he has most likely chosen his prey tonight.

Jiang Zhe didn't have time to think too much, he straightened his windbreaker and quickly sat on the high stool in front of the bar.

Hello, what do you need?

As soon as Jiang Zhe's butt touched the bench, a waiter-like person came to him and asked with a smile on his face.

A glass of Cabinet Ronnie, thank you.

Jiang Zhe smiled stiffly. He just wanted to send this guy away quickly, but it would be a bit too weird not to order a drink here.

After sending the waiter away, Jiang Zhe took out his mobile phone with one hand and pretended to read the message to cover up the small movements of his other hand under the bar.

The other pointer of the compass has also stabilized at this moment, staying on the tiger scale.

According to the intensity and type of desire, demonized humans are also divided into six levels.

Wolf, tiger, ghost, demon, hell, Shura.

Wolf and tiger-class weapons are weaker in strength, and their existence is also unstable. They reveal their bodies easily and are relatively simple to track.

Therefore, most of the supernatural stories circulated among the people are spread from these exposed existences.

Starting from the ghost level, his strength began to increase exponentially.

People above the ghost level will not show their bodies easily. Unless Constantine is a very knowledgeable person, it will be difficult to trace their traces.

Starting from the demon level, these demonized monsters may no longer be called humans. They can be said to be another race, a higher level existence than humans.

Of course, Jiang Zhe had never seen someone of this level.

It's just that the last time a demon-level monster appeared, a huge desert was leveled out of the Amazon rainforest.

As for the Shura level, it is even more of the world-destroying level.

Whenever they appear, it is a huge disaster for the entire human world.

But even though they rarely appear, if you carefully read history and trace their origins, you can still see their shadows in the stories of many legendary and epic characters.

For example, the famous Julius Caesar, Attila the Hun, Hannibal, Hitler and others.

Every time these people appear, they are accompanied by unparalleled disasters, ranging from the massacre of a city to the destruction of a country.

What's more, they massacred half of the world, posing an incomparable threat to mankind.

There are many perverted killers among them, but compared to these epic figures, their destructive power is not that great.

In the final analysis, these people are affected by their inner desires, such as status, money, and beauty.

Of course, for those who kill millions of people at every turn, the only desire that can attract them is holding the highest power.

The stronger the desire in the heart, the deeper the degree of demonization, and the stronger the destructive power and strength.

Jiang Zhe looked in the direction indicated by the compass and found that the target was a man in his thirties.

With slightly thinning hair, sunken eye sockets, and an unshaven chin, he looked like a guy who had overdosed on drugs and might die suddenly at any time.

Such a man can't really be said to be handsome, but the woman next to him can be said to stand out even in a nightclub filled with beauties.

This woman was wearing a long black dress, and the ravine on her chest was as white and straight as the melting mountain snow line in spring. Any man's heart would sway when he saw her.

Her facial features were very delicate, her long hair was as dazzling as gold, and her snow-white skin dimmed the light.

But such an exquisite and sexy woman was looking at the inconspicuous, almost bald middle-aged man next to her with fascination.

Good guy, he's very charming.

Jiang Zhe thought to himself that to a certain extent this was true.

Although the man in front of him looked haggard and could not even be called energetic, he exuded an indescribable charm.

It was an almost pathological self-confidence, arrogance, and a faint evil spirit.

The haggardness is described as a side effect of desire, and the pathological sense of self-confidence is a manifestation of demonization.

For women, danger and temptation are equal to a certain extent. Perhaps it is this faint sense of danger that allows this guy to succeed repeatedly.

Demonization brings an improvement to all five senses, so Jiang Zhe just glanced at the man without leaving any trace, but he still found out the clues.

In an instant, this man stared at Jiang Zhe like a hungry wolf, with strong malice and murderous intent in his eyes.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been paralyzed with fear, but Jiang Zhe turned his eyes to the phone casually, tapping the keyboard with his fingers, as if he didn't notice anything and was replying to the message.

In fact, he was indeed replying to messages, because his WeChat account was almost bombarded by Lin Zihan.

Damn Jiang Zhe, where did you die?

You didn't even say a word to me before disappearing. I think you are tired of living!

Jiang Zhe flipped through two full pages before reading it. Most of the messages were the same, complaining about why Jiang Zhe didn't notify her before leaving.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Constantine's missions were always kept secret.

Sometimes knowing the truth is not a good thing, especially for ordinary people who are not outstanding in ability.

If everyone knew that there were many terrifying and ferocious monsters living around them, the world would probably be in chaos.

After this mission is over, I will probably be called around by that little girl as a nanny again.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhe's mouth curved for no reason.

Although Lin Zihan often gave him a headache, she was one of the few warmths in Jiang Zhe's life.

But no matter what, we still need to solve the current trouble first.

Jiang Zhe picked up the wine glass and took a sip. At the same time, he glanced at the tiger-level monster imperceptibly from the corner of his eye, and found that the guy was still staring at him with a vicious light in his eyes.

It's like a beast that will burst out and hurt people at any time!