American Drama World Exorcism

Seeing that the people outside were about to come in, after the three of Jesse discussed, they felt that they couldn't sit still and wait for death.

So, under the control of Jesse Shengyan, the captain took the initiative to open the hatch.

The police were preparing to attack, and suddenly they discovered that the hatch was opened, and several figures appeared at the hatch, and they all pointed their guns at the hatch.

"Put down the gun!"

Jesse took the lead, a black windbreaker was blown by the morning wind, and the sacred and majestic voice rang through the airport.

All the police officers put down their guns and stood still.

"Kneel down!"

The policemen knelt on the ground one after another.

"Prepare a car for us, fill it up, and drive over."

Jesse continued to order. Cassidy walked to the loudspeaker and began to fiddle.

After a while, a black business car was driven over.

Cassidy threw the microphone of the loudspeaker to Jesse, and Tulip took the driving seat and started the car.

"Forget about today!"

Jesse took the microphone and said

"Nothing happened here!"

After speaking, Jesse dropped the microphone, got in the car, and drove out of the airport.

"Yo roar!!"

Cassidy was sitting in the back seat, looking back at the fading airport from time to time, dancing with excitement.

Jesse in the passenger seat smiled triumphantly.

Tulip, who was driving, was also full of smiles, facing Jesse's eyes, and kissed like a dragonfly.

Cassidy stopped smiling, and slowly fell silent.

Benny has a new understanding of these three people.

Jesse is not so much the heir to the word, as a kid with super powers.

His use of the Holy Word is too rough, too unscrupulous.

Benny doesn’t know if the woman who calls herself Ophelia can block the Holy Word, or whether there will be a wizard like him in the organization that calls herself the Wizarding Priory, but anyway, the Holy Word is the most basic. The requirement is for the subject to understand, and this alone greatly reduces the power of the Holy Word.

As the joy of leaving the besieged by the airport police gradually faded away, the car fell into a weird silence, and the atmosphere began to get a little wrong.

Benny didn't want to stay with Jesse and the three people anymore. The news of his arrival in Washington might have been exposed. It would be better to rescue John overnight and end the mission before they reacted.

The car stopped at an alley and Benny was put down.

After discerning the direction a bit, Benny recognized that the location he was locked in was not very far away from the CIA headquarters building, only about five blocks away.

Just as Benny was about to go directly to the CIA headquarters building, a figure emerged from the dim alley.

Seeing the blue bark of characters above the figure's head that exceeded the limit, Benny squinted his eyes and retracted his steps.

"Crowley."

"What are you doing in Washington?"

The figure stood in front of Benny, slightly bald on top of his head, wearing a black suit, and showing a big smile at Benny.

The person here is the demon at the crossroads, Crowley.

Crowley's name is so long that the string of space that grows above his head can't fit. Crowley's name is still what he said when he introduced it himself.

A few years ago, Benny signed a contract with Crowley on his way to Washington. He would help Crowley become the lord of hell. In return, Crowley wanted to restrain the demons of hell, and he could only take away at most one per year. Thousands of souls.

Crowley disappeared since the contract was signed, and Benny hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Dear old friend, I'm here to visit you."

Crowley said with a big smile

"As an old friend."

Benny's gaze deflected and cast it at Crowley's feet.

Under his feet, a mass of air twisted and fluctuated slightly.

It is the three-headed dog of hell, a pet used by the devil at the crossroads to collect debts.

"With the three-headed dog from hell?"

Benny’s tone was indistinct.

Crowley didn't care at all, bent over to touch the air, and said with a smile

"Don't mind, my dear friend, this is my duty. He is very obedient and will not do anything to anyone other than a contract."

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember that Benny had signed a contract with him, and quickly explained

"I'm not talking about you, my dear friend. As you know, he can't beat you."

Benny nodded, not commenting on that, and asked instead.

"What are you doing in Washington? Are you really waiting for me?"

Benny didn't say so casually, he had a basis.

He just got out of the car when he met Crowley. If it was a coincidence, it would be too coincidental, right?

The ghost believes that Crowley is not specifically following him.

"If there is nothing wrong, I will leave. I am not here as a guest in Washington."

Seeing that Benny was really going to leave, Crowley didn't go around the circle anymore, just followed.

"My dear friend, it is not a wise choice to come to Washington at this time."

Crowley trot after Benny.

"But I believe these difficulties should not be a problem for you."

"My dear friend, do you remember our agreement?"

Crowley asked bluntly, seeing Benny walking forward on his own, always refusing to make trouble.

"Promise?" Benny stopped. "Of course, I remember."

"I think it's time for us to fulfill our agreement."

Crowley said.

Benny continued to move forward.

"I came to Washington to save people. Next time."

"I know who you are going to save. The hunter named John Winchester. Really?"

Benny stopped and looked at Crowley with a slight frown, without saying a word.

The decision to come to Washington to save people was a decision he made the day before yesterday, and fewer than five people knew about it.

And it was a decision made in Hawkinstown.

"Don't look at me like that, friend."

Seeing Benny finally starting to face himself, Crowley said

"This matter is about to become known to the whole world."

Benny was taken aback, why didn't he know when he became a lonely person?

"Arthur left hell. He is in Washington now. Where you are going."

Crowley spoke surprisingly. He pointed to the brightly lit building in the distance. Buildings that were brightly lit after five o'clock in the morning were rare in Washington.

"The CCA is still in CAI's headquarters, right?"

"It's the CIA."

Benny corrected silently.

"That's a trap. My dear friend." Crowley ignored Benny's correction and continued.

"There are at least a thousand demons waiting for you there."

Seeing Benny finally took it seriously, Crowley couldn't help but smile.

This is his ally, and he needs to rely on Benny to kill Arthur and make him the lord of hell. He can't die yet.

Thanks to him being an ally and still worthy of use, otherwise, let him plunge in and be torn to pieces by the demon.

The three-headed dog of **** hasn't tasted the meat of a wizard yet!

Humph~

Thinking about this, Crowley felt that as a demon, he was so kind that he had learned to save people. This moved him deeply.

"Athather has cooperated with humans."

Crowley said astonishingly while moved by himself.