"Is this selling myself?"
Constantine frowned. After thinking it over, he asked, "What are you planning to do with my body?"
"I can guarantee that I'll only use your body to save the world."
Andrew said, "Constantine, with your reputation, there's no need to worry about what I'll do with your body, right? Your name is already completely ruined anyway."
"Why state such obvious truth?"
Constantine quipped. He did not answer immediately, merely smoked one cigarette after another. Once he had finished the whole cigarette, he said, "Fine, I agree."
"Constantine, I know you're still thinking about getting something for free."
Andrew said, "You're thinking that after replacing your lungs, you'll leave Los Angeles and find a way to remove the measures I've planted in your body, right?
"I don't mind if you try, but let me make this clear beforehand: you'll never be able to remove what I've done."
"Just what I'd expect from a superhero, laying it all out so clearly."
Constantine laughed. "Getting something for free depends mainly on whose tricks are better. If your methods are better than mine, I'll obediently pay up. But if my methods are better than yours, you'll have no choice but to let me freeload."
"Constantine, you're an interesting guy. You're a scumbag, but at least you're openly one."
Andrew smiled. "If you agree, we'll begin immediately. Tonight, we'll handle the preliminary preparations—injecting Nanite solution into your body.
"After that, we'll wait a month to see whether your body rejects it. If it doesn't, we can proceed to the next step."
Andrew could actually replace Constantine's lungs right now. The reason he did not was that he feared the guy would flee Los Angeles the very next second. If that happened, all his effort would be wasted.
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