No Dogs or John Constantine Allowed

If Du Mu had been an angel or a demon, Papa Midnite would not have cared too much.

He had remained absolutely neutral throughout the struggle between Heaven and Hell, so naturally he had enough confidence to back it up.

After all, the weak had never been qualified to talk about neutrality.

But Du Mu was a police officer, which made things entirely different.

After all, he ultimately lived on American soil. Here, the most powerful force had never been Heaven or Hell, but the American government.

Anyone living here had to obey one rule: the law.

Although Papa Midnite possessed abilities beyond those of ordinary people, he was still human by nature.

No matter how important his rules were, could they possibly be greater than the law?

Papa Midnite immediately felt a pain in the ass.

If Du Mu had used Heaven or Hell to pressure him, he could have invoked his principle of absolute neutrality and thrown them out.

But Du Mu was using human law to pressure him, and that was a little troublesome.

Legally speaking, his Midnite Club was indeed operating illegally. It did not even have a proper business license. If they really pursued the matter, he would be in serious trouble.

Not to mention anything else—tax evasion alone would be enough for the Internal Revenue Service to come knocking in armored vehicles.

Papa Midnite had never cared about such things before.

After all, his club was protected by magic, so there was no need to worry about humans discovering this place.

But who could have expected a superhuman like Du Mu to appear within the justice system?

Angela reacted quickly as well, immediately pulling out her police badge and displaying it.

"That's right. We're officers of the Los Angeles Police Department. My name is