The Sin City of the Crazy Asylum of All Worlds Chapter 8 My Faith The small folder is very thin, there should be only a few sheets of paper inside, and you can tell by looking at the burrs on the edges of the folder that this thing should be a while ago.

In fact, this is true. As we all know, John is a man who is afraid of death. Therefore, when he learned that the highest-class seraphimony came to the world, although he didn't know what this guy was doing, he had already started to prevent this guy from suddenly disliked him and killed him.

Of course, with John's strength, it is definitely impossible to fight against an archangel, so our Mr. John Constantine started from another perspective very smartly.

That is his belief.

Yes, you heard it right. John is going to deal with a seraph from the faith level, which gives people the feeling that he wants to kill a fish by drowning and a bird by falling to death. In short, it sounds a bit ridiculous.

But John is not an ordinary person. Although he was often thrown out of the tavern by a group of gangsters and was thrown out of the tavern by the security guards if he didn't give him enough time, I believe you say he could kill Lucifer.

In fact, he really killed it, but that's all about it.

And in this folder, it is the thing that John found over the years that he could shake the faith of "Arc Gabriel".

Gabay calmly opened the document envelope that was almost disintegrating, and then he took out a photo from it.

In the photo, it was Gabriel and another man.

The man looked like he was about 50 years old and had a little baldness, but from his well-maintained skin and his expensive outfit, you can tell that this guy is a uniquely rich person.

The background of this photo is this [Cambridge Club]. Coincidentally, it is also the tea table where Gabriel and John are sitting at this moment. Gabriel is still sitting in his seat, but he just replaced John with the middle-aged man with the bald man.

Gabriel looked at the photo and said nothing.

"Do you know him?" John asked again lit a cigarette.

"Of course I know him, he is Mr. Kusel, a lifelong member of the Cambridge Club, and there is no smoking here," Gabriel said.

"Oh, it turns out that you will still remember this name. It looks like you are very familiar with him." John continued smoking as if he hadn't heard it.

"We are not familiar with everyone I have met, or I am very familiar with everyone I have seen. My memories can store everything I have seen and everything. Of course, I will not refuse anyone's conversation with me, even you!" As soon as the words fell, a dazzling holy light burst out in front of John's eyes, directly burning out his smoke, without even a trace of ashes.

John looked at his two fingers that were not burned into bones and shrugged indifferently: "Okay, it seems that you don't like me, at least you are not as good as Mr. Kusel, right?"

"Of course, I like most people in this club. They are souls who have accumulated a lot of blessings in this world, and you are a scum who is destined to go to hell."

John nodded: "Yes, I'm tired of hearing this review, but do you know, what does this Mr. Kusel do?"

"The merchant, the politician, he built the railway, and he advanced the improvement of north-south transportation throughout Europe by twenty years."

"Oh, I didn't expect that he was quite serious." John said: "But do you know his other identity?"

Gabriel seemed to be silent for a half second: "Another identity?"

"Yes, another great Mr. Kussel, who is actually a leader of the National Front Party, promotes racism and rejects skin color and blood. Let's put it this way, the soul that has been killed in his hands can fill this club at least 30 times."

"You're lying."

"I lie, but I haven't deceived angels much yet. Humans are very cunning creatures. What you see is often what they want you to see, especially if you want a guy like you who sit here all year round and don't go out to walk around. You probably have to forget what the outside world looks like."

"I won't doubt Mr. Kusel just because of a word from someone like you."

"People like me? Haha, come on, I've said that humans are liars, and people like me who write the liars on their foreheads without hiding them can be considered a gentleman from a certain perspective. As for who Kusel is, you can find out soon, right? Now, what you have to think about is not these, but you are having tea, chatting, and having fun interactions with this big boss on the national front, but your 'father' ignores it and doesn't even reveal any information to you. Do you think this is normal?"

As he said that, John lit a cigarette again, but this time, Gabriel did not stop him immediately and seemed to be trapped in some kind of Chen Si.

John smiled and tried harder: "Do you know how cruel those who are racist are? They kill people not because of the land and people of the motherland, nor for their own survival. They are for the benefit and for money. They do not have any justice or glory. What they do is not even as good as the Prime Minister by the window on the second floor. That is a naked sin, a devil on earth, and your 'father' actually allows you to interact with such people. Haha, do you still think that he has let you come to earth is really just a trial? I think, he just abandons you."

"My father will not abandon me."

"Is that so? Did he tell you what your mission is to come to the world? Did he tell you when to pick you up? For so many years, has he ever given you a response every morning when you pray?"

John exhaled a smoke ring lightly and said with a smile.

Gabriel was silent, but his expression still had no ripple.

"No, but I believe that my father will not abandon me. I am his most devout child. I will not doubt my faith because of this photo."

"Stop tug on." John wanted to work harder, but Gabriel suddenly interrupted him.

"You've said enough. You should leave." He said, and waved his hand gently.

In an instant, a light flashed, and when John opened his eyes again, he had already arrived on the path outside the Cambridge Club Division.

And Gabriel's humming was faintly echoing in his ears.

“My faith will never be cracked”

John smiled.

Then, in a good mood, I walked to a telephone booth next to the road and called.
Chapter completed!