The motorcycle engine roared as Johnny drove on the traffic-congested main road, using the superior flexibility of the motorcycle to weave in and out and finally return home.
He had seen the damaged roads. As the perpetrator, he felt very guilty. He was afraid that if he stayed there for too long, someone with an intention would find out.
At the same time, Johnny also met his first girlfriend Roxanne at the scene, who was reporting on the destruction of the city by a mysterious man.
Johnny licked his face and leaned forward, but Roxanne persuaded him with a cold face, allowing him and his motorcycle to leave in a smooth manner.
It's no wonder that Roxanne was so angry. She naively thought that Johnny would show up as scheduled, but she ended up waiting in the restaurant for a full four hours, drinking two bottles of red wine, until she was politely asked out by the waiter.
Got let go again!
Roxanne thought about more than ten years ago and found that the history was surprisingly similar. Johnny was still such a scumbag and she was still so stupid.
Back home, everything went wrong for Johnny. He drank to soothe his sorrows and soon became drunk. In a daze, he found someone shaking his body.
"Wake up, Johnny, wake up!"
The hair all over Johnny's body stood up, remembering the bad things that happened today, he rolled and jumped out of bed.
When he turned around, he realized that the person who woke him up was not the bad old man Shi Lei, but his first love girlfriend Roshan.
Johnny straightened out his wrinkled clothes and said with a smile, "Roxanne, why are you at my house?"
"I came to see you for something. Your door is unlocked... Uh, are you okay?"
Roxanne came here to tell Johnny that she was heartbroken and would leave the city tomorrow.
After entering the house, she found that there were many photos of the two of them in Johnny's house, as well as jewelry used as tokens of love.
This made her very puzzled. She just wanted to speak up and she wouldn't refuse. Why would she let her go every time at the last moment?
"Roshan, I won't hide it from you now."
Johnny took a deep breath and held Roxanne's shoulders with both hands: "More than ten years ago, on the day you and I agreed to elope, I met the devil. The devil took away my father, imprisoned my soul, and made me I turned into a zombie, so I couldn’t keep my appointment.”
Luo Shan: "..."
Is your IQ too low to make up a better story, or do you think my IQ is too low and you can fool me with this kind of story?
"Yesterday, the devil appeared again. He turned me into a monster covered in flames, causing me to miss my appointment again."
Johnny told the truth because he knew if he told lies again, nothing would happen with Roxanne in the future.
But what he doesn't know is that when you lie to a woman, they will think you are lying to her, and if you tell the truth, they will think you are making excuses.
Therefore, it doesn’t matter whether the answer is true or false. What matters is whether your mouth can make them happy.
Apparently, not Johnny!
"..."
"Roxanne, why don't you speak?"
"What do you want me to say?"
Roshan was so speechless that she rolled her eyes: "That devil appears sooner or later. He appears every time when we are dating. I just want to ask, did you offend him or did I offend him?"
"..."
This question was very reasonable, and Johnny was confused. When he came to his senses, Roxanne had already left in disappointment.
The scene is very familiar, the locomotive left like this without saying a word last night!
Johnny rushed out of the downstairs quickly. Instead of waiting for him under the streetlight like a motorcycle, Roxanne was surrounded by a group of police officers with live ammunition.
"Johnny Blaze, you're under arrest!"
"I want to see a lawyer..."
Johnny knew that the destruction of public facilities would be discovered sooner or later, but he didn't expect that the interrogating police officer dumped a stack of photos and said that he not only set fires but also killed people.
What does Ghost Rider's killing of people have to do with me, Johnny Blaze?
At most, I just stepped on the road, and other things had nothing to do with me!
Hey, wait a minute, who are these dead people?
The police officer presented countless evidences, but although Johnny could not produce an alibi, he insisted that he would not admit that he was the murderer.
The police officer was helpless. Johnny Blaze was a public figure. Because of his super ability to attract money, there were many sponsors behind him that the police department did not want to offend. The tactics used to deal with thieves and gangsters could not be used on him.
"Hot Johnny will stay tonight, arrange a temporary room for him, the kind that will accommodate a large number of people!"
The interrogating police officer decided to give Johnny a hard time and put him directly into a temporary cell in the police station, which was filled with temporarily detained criminals.
Johnny was desperate for life and death, knowing that once inside, something would happen to his body.
Not just part of it, but the whole body. When he is forced into the Ghost Rider state, everyone inside will suffer.
Click!
The iron door was locked, and Johnny was surrounded by a dozen muscular guys, all of whom had lewd expressions and seemed to have evil intentions.
"Calm down, guys, if you come any closer, someone will definitely get hurt, and that person is definitely not me!"
Johnny kindly reminded him, but his eloquence was poor, and his good words were more like provocations, making the muscle guys even more aggressive.
Seeing that a big battle was about to break out, a moderate cough suddenly came from the temporary cell. The musclemen straightened their backs, turned around and bowed their heads.
"Brother!"xN
Johnny looked over curiously, who was so awesome that he could control these gangsters into submission.
"Hello, Johnny, we meet again. This time you should be patient and listen to my story, right?" Shi Lei crossed his legs and sat proudly on a stool. Next to him were two bruised and swollen gangsters giving him bubbles. noodle.
“Hissssssss——”
Johnny took a breath and said in disbelief: "Why are you here? Are you waiting for me... Damn it, was this what you expected?"
"Hehehe..."
Shi Lei took the instant noodles and took a few sips with an inscrutable look on his face: "Johnny, I remember telling you that fate will guide you to appear in front of me, and you can't escape."
"..."
Johnny swallowed, the facts were in front of him, and he had to admit that it was not easy to mess with the old man.
…
church!
The Black Heart Demon asked the water demon Valor and the wind demon Abig to guard the door of the church, and walked in alone. He was looking for clues to the cemetery.
Carter Sorey, the last Ghost Rider, ran away with the Saint Fangansa Contract and hid incognito. But people will leave clues while they are alive, and it is impossible to have no clues at all.
According to the Black Heart Devil's investigation, Carter Shirey sought asylum from the church. After his death, his body was buried in a cemetery managed by the church.
If the contract was not kept by the church, it would only be in Sorey's coffin board.
The Black Heart Devil went to the cemetery last night. Times have changed, the land there has become private property, and Sorey's grave has long been moved.
Because the Ghost Rider disrupted the situation, he could not launch an operation against the church overnight, so he chose to take action today.
Inside the dim church, the Black-Hearted Demon lit candles in front of the icon of the cross. Judging from his devout appearance, he seemed to be a standard believer.
But in fact, he was just showing off.
The church door was pushed open, and a solemn-looking middle-aged priest entered, holding a Bible in one hand and a cross in the other, singing hymns in a low voice.
The middle-aged priest is not an ordinary person. As a clergyman who knows the truth about the world, he has a certain ability to ignore the external human disguise of the Black Heart Demon and see through the essence of its hell creature.
"Devil, how dare you desecrate a sacred place?"
The priest raised the cross and forced the holy light to shine on the entire audience, breaking away the black mist in the church and revealing the true appearance of the black-hearted demon.
He is tall, with blue-black skin all over his body, his eyes are dark and dull, and his mouth is full of razor-like sharp teeth.
"Father, I am asking the Lord to forgive my sins. After all, I have sinned so much." The Black Heart Devil rubbed his razor teeth with a sharp and thin voice that made people's bodies go hairy.
The priest's forehead was sweating. The aura of hell on the Black Heart Demon's body was too strong. In just a moment, the holy light he used to dispel the darkness was countered, and he could no longer form a decent attack.
The Black-Hearted Demon easily overpowered the priest with his momentum and did not kill him immediately. He asked in a cold voice: "Tell me, where did your church hide the contract of St. Fangansa?"
"I don't know what you are talking about... There is no contract here..." The priest struggled to hold on, but he was exhausted.
"Father, how can you lie before the Lord?"
The Black-Hearted Demon walked towards the priest. With every step he took, the smell of sulfur in the church became stronger, and the pressure on the priest became stronger: "You have kept this contract secretly for many years. I know all this. Hand over the contract." , I can spare your life."
"Don't even think about it, you'll never get it!"
"Hehehe, Father, I admire your courage, but I cannot agree with your persistence. After all, the weak have no right to choose!"
The Black-Hearted Demon opened his big hand and grabbed the priest's head, and said with a ferocious smile: "I will torture your brain and soul, and I hope you can also... who are you!?"
Halfway through his words, the Black-Hearted Demon suddenly turned around and looked at the location of the cross icon, his whole body tensing up in a defensive posture.
The pressure on the priest's body relaxed, he gasped and sat down on the ground, looking up in the direction of the icon.
In the sight, the mysterious man appeared at an unknown moment, and like the black-hearted demon just now, he lit the candle in front of the cross.
"Long time no see, Black Heart Demon..."
Russell turned around, his eyes were dark, and the pure darkness was deeper than the black heart demon: "Oh, you may not know me. Although you are all black heart demons, you are not the same person."
"Who are you?" Black Heart Demon asked in a solemn voice.
"I am your father Mephisto's good brother. According to this relationship, you should call me uncle."
Before the black-hearted demon could start his rant, Russell waved his hand directly: "Don't shout, if I really have a nephew like you, it will only make my uncle's face look bad."
"Hohohoho——"
The Black-Hearted Demon was furious and showed his devil form. He opened his bloody mouth full of razor teeth and let out a deafening roar that made the entire church shake.
"How did Mephisto teach his son to be so rude to his elders? Forget it, my hands are itchy today, so I will teach him a lesson..."
Russell's eyes glowed with black light, and he was about to open the six dark wings behind him when he suddenly stopped and looked at the cross icon behind him with a frown.
"What do you mean, what's wrong with me being black? I can't be black anymore?"
