Crowley stared at the screen and burst out laughing.If Sam dies, if Dean wants to, Sam will be able to come back to life.Anyway, he made a deal with Dean, and he was very willing to take over Dean's list.Even if in his current status, the Crossroads Soul Trade has been handed over to a trusted subordinate, this does not mean that the King of Hell does not have a small hobby.Crowley's hobby is to do soul business, especially Dean's soul, and he will definitely collect it well when he gets it, and dye it black by the way.On the first floor of the Minos Group headquarters, a man with a bucket in one hand, a mop in the other, and glasses and a mask on his face suddenly stopped, sneezed twice, and his eyes behind the lenses couldn't help but be a little foggy, and he looked a little pitiful.The man raised his arm high, rubbed the tip of his reddish nose with his arm, walked a few quick steps, and put the cleaning items in his hands into the utility room.Putting down what he was holding, the man took off his mask, revealing an unusually handsome face.If Crowley had been there, he would have recognized that the man in the blue janitor costume was none other than the witcher who had been listed as the number one trouble by Hell, Dean &Middot; Winchester.While Dean is suspicious of Jill & Middot; Minos had traded souls with the Crossroads Demon ten years earlier, but this was only suspicion and reasonable speculation, and there was no substantial evidence.Plus Jill & Middot; Minos, as the president of the group, is followed by a team of bodyguards in and out, and it is not something that Dean can contact if he wants to.Dean couldn't jump out and shout that he suspected Jill & Middot; Minos sold his soul to the demon, and now the demon is ready to collect the price, be careful of being bitten to death by the hellhound, right?
Dean actually wants to pretend to be Jill & Middot more than a janitor; Minos's bodyguards, but there is no way, and they can't get in.Dean was at a loss.However, if Jill & Middot; Minos really made a soul deal with the Crossroads Demon, and when the deadline approached, he would see many visions of death, and he would be under unimaginable pressure mentally.When that happens, it should be easier to get around him again.Dean doesn't really care much about the crossroads devil's deal, in a sense, their deal is a matter of what you want.Of course, it is not excluded to take advantage of the fire, such as the contract that Dean signed to save Sam's life, or some red-eyed demons coaxed the victim to sign the contract later, and then used various accidents to kill the other party and take the victim's soul.Asking himself, Dean couldn't tell whether such a demonic existence was good or bad.After all, for some, the Crossroads Demon is a lifesaver in a desperate situation, even at the cost of one's soul.At least, yes to Dean back then.Even though he later endured thirty years of torture in hell, he did not regret saving Sam's life with the help of the Crossroads Demon.Speaking of which, if only there was a way to break the soul to the scum.Dean stood in the utility room, and couldn't help but think of such a murderous thought in his head.Forget it, don't think about it.As long as the passage for demons to enter the world is prevented, anything can be said.Just as Dean was seriously thinking about what to do next, a small whine sounded behind him, followed by the touch of the corners of his clothes being gently tugged.Chapter 56 Jinjiang Exclusive Dean s heart immediately swelled up with an ominous premonition, he subconsciously lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw the heart-piercing dog cub on the chair, one paw stretched forward with all his might, and the short hook that poked out hooked the corner of Dean's clothes.The green tendons on Dean's forehead burst out, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: Little fool, why are you here?!
Didn't he let the little fool wait for him in impala!
Although there are many tragedies in online newspapers about the owner's pet being locked in the car when he goes out, no matter how weak and useless this dog is, it is also a cub of the hellhound, and the same tragedy cannot befall it.Oh, by the way, it's a pet dog that has to be kept for a while, and Dean has thought it out and named the puppy Little Fool.The little fool showed a pitiful dog eye to Dean, who was too bored to stay in the car alone, so he couldn't help but come out to find Dean.Wait a minute.Dean narrowed his eyes slightly, his hazel-green eyes stared at the puppy unusually sharply, and said slowly: I remember, I locked the car before I came out.The puppy blinked.Dean slowly lifted his glasses, which he had only intended to wear when dealing with Hellhounds, but since he had a little fool by his side, he had never taken them off except for sleeping at night.Dean said in a quiet tone: "What are you doing to my impala, my black beauty, my dear darling!
Whew!
The puppy was startled by the danger hidden in Dean's tone, and quickly shook his head, even the barking of the dog, which he was not so good at before, barely came out.It struggled to climb onto its chair, and the man stood up, whining and clawing, barely allowing Dean to see that it had used a little of his race's natural strength to pick the lock and slip out.The puppy assured that it had absolutely not scratched the black beauty's face, let alone caused it any harm.Dean reluctantly believed the pup's explanation.It's just that, believe it or believe, he doesn't have time to take care of this puppy right now.He looked at the cute dog cub with a little headache, it was really troublesome to raise a dog, and he really couldn't deal with it.Just as Dean was pondering whether to leave early today, the department manager of the cleaning department walked over.He raised his hand and pointed and said directly: Bring something and follow me.Obviously, the boss assigned the task, and Dean was captured.Dean immediately stood up, he took the mop and other cleaning tools, and took advantage of the manager's inattention, lowered his voice and said to the puppy next to the chair: Stay here, wait for me to come back.After a pause, dare to run around again, stew you!
The woo dog cub drooped his ears and honestly lay on the floor, not moving.Dean let out a breath and followed the manager all the way to the top.The top floor is the office floor of the President of the Minos Group.When the department manager pushed open the door to the president's office, the smell of blood hit his face, causing Dean's breath to freeze.A huge pit bull was lying on the floor of the room, and not far away, a man in a black suit fell in the corner, his limbs covered with the bite marks of the beast, and the blood swam a pool of blood under him, and his chest was no longer heaving.Dean's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at the man's still intact face, which was Jill & Middot; Minos, the man who made a soul trade with the Crossroads Demon in his inference, is the founder of the Minoan Group.The swivel chair behind the president's desk moved slightly, and the person sitting in the chair turned slightly, revealing an impressively round face.With an unusually kind smile on his face, he looked at Dean with a smile and said, "Good afternoon, Dean."
Crowley?!
Be careful!
Before Dean could recover from his surprise encounter with Crowley, a familiar low cry made Dean feel excited.He writhed, staring sharply at the source of the sound.There was no one in the direction the sound was coming out, only a large screen.What made Dean stunned was the person on the screen.Sam, his brother who just had a cold war with him not long ago, is on the screen and in danger!
It was an airtight room neatly arranged with three large bookshelves, a fireplace and oil paintings hanging on the walls around it.Although the color and composition are very similar to those masterpieces that have been handed down for centuries, the details on the paintings are obviously different from the originals.These details are embodied in the eyes and movements of the figure paintings, which seem to hint at something.Seven men and women gathered in the room, some of them with wounds and only simple bandages.Although the injury was not serious, Dean could see that the mentality of several people here had collapsed.They almost threw themselves in front of the shelves, scrambling through the books on the shelves, their hands shaking violently, their faces visibly afraid.Why fear?
Because the walls were shaking, the walls on both sides were closing in at a slow speed towards the middle.When the walls on both sides finally close together, there is no guesswork as to what will happen to the people or things inside.In such a group of people, Sam, who always has a calm face, is very different.Of course, Sam is not the only one who has always kept his composure, and there is an FBI agent who has experienced a lot of big scenes despite his young age.It's just that, at this moment, Dean can see others.If they can't escape this room, they'll be squeezed into Crowley by the closed walls!
Dean turned pale, glaring at Crowley, who had been sitting in his chair for a long time with his chin propped up, his hazel-green eyes full of anger.Dean's anger was too stark, and the Hellhound, who had just been ordered to deal with a human being, suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining fiercely, and a low roar of threat in his throat.Dean was furious, word by word: How dare you attack him!
When Crowley signed the contract, Dean considered Crowley's possible revenge on his family and friends.In order to prevent this from happening, he specially added several additional clauses to the contract to ensure Sam's safety.Take it easy, Dean Boy.Crowley's tone was very gentle, I didn't do anything.You and I are not lying.With a smile on his face, Crowley explained earnestly: I swear to Satan, Sam & Middot; What Winchester is going through at the moment, I don't have a part of it.After a pause, Crowley added: The red-eyed demons weren't involved either.It was the result of humanity's own making, and though it wasn't enough for Crowley to open up to his soul, it was Sam · Winchester, this was a real surprise for Crowley.Of course, the most surprising thing was to find Dean involved.If he hadn't sensed the pup, Crowley wouldn't have imagined that Dean would have arrived.Unexpected delight.Dean glanced back at the screen and gritted his teeth, he could see that this was a real-time picture, because one of the five screens that had been divided was tumbling in real time.Obviously, someone was gambling at the speed of life and death of the seven people in the picture, and the undisguised malice in the comments made Dean's heart burn with anger, and he couldn't wait to find out all these guys who posted the comments and beat them up.I've found the mechanism!
In the trembling room, a woman with pale lips looked in surprise at the wall that had been pushed open on one side, revealing the safe.Sam's brow furrowed.He wasn't sure if there was an exit behind the safe, he had tested the room with his mental power, and found that the mechanism in this room was very complicated, and for a while Sam didn't know that the mechanism was a way out.He was very suspicious that the designer of the escape room was actually randomly designed to survive.If you happen to choose the right one, you can live, and if you don't choose the right one, you will die at this level.Although it was terrible, everyone worked together to find the password from the scattered clues around them.When the woman pressed the password with her shaking hand, gritted her teeth and pulled the handle, there was a click, and the trembling room fell silent.Success, success?
The woman felt a burst of ecstasy in her heart, and hurriedly pulled open the door of the safe.She wished she could see the exit behind the door, but she was disappointed.
[Wrong. 】There was only one card in the ordinary safe, and the smooth calligraphy on it shattered everyone's hopes.Rumble!
The wall that had stopped closing before was moving again, and now it was closing three times faster than before.The bookshelves in the room kept moving closer to the surroundings under this force, along with the people who were about to be squeezed into meat sauce.No, no, someone in the desperate situation screamed, hysterical: I don't want to die, I don't want to die!
Help, come and save us!
Stop, you bunch of madmen, stop this damn game!
Sam closed his eyes forcefully, his hands clenched, and two short black blades appeared in his hands.At the same time, in the office of the president of the Minoan Group, Dean took out the colt gun hidden in his clothes, pointed it at Crowley, and said sharply: Let them stop!
Dean Boys.Crowley looked at the weapon in front of him that could kill demons, and still had a relaxed smile in his tone, and said slowly: What I told you before, what your brother is going through, has nothing to do with me.Shut up, Crowley, I know you have a way to stop this.Before Dean could finish his words, a loud bang rang out from the screen, and the deafening sound made Dean's face change drastically.He turned his head, only to see Sam on the screen holding a black blade in each hand.Dean knew about the existence of the Black Shortblade, which was after they had previously dealt with that narcissistic ghost in Los Angeles, Liszt· Roderick gave it to Sam as a thank you gift.The short blade has a restraining effect on ghosts, and staying with Sam can protect himself.Dean was sure that there was only one shortblade.But now, two identical short blades were in Sam's hands.The two blades were added together, and with a clang, the picture on the screen turned into a snowflake.Contact was lost.Dean was stunned, blood creeping up into his hazel-green eyes.He didn't have time to think about why one shortblade had become two, he only knew that he had lost Sam's information in the event of death at any moment.Chapter 57 Jinjiang Exclusive Crowley raised his eyebrows in some surprise.The young hunter in front of him had a beautiful face blessed by the Creator, and he was brilliant and neat, whether it was tricking him into the game or getting a backhand blow from Crowley to take advantage of it.He seemed to be accustomed to the constant variety that appeared in front of him, and seemed to be able to take it in stride no matter what happened.But at the moment, Crowley is not so surprised to find that he seems to have discovered Dean & Middot; Winchester's soft underbelly.His brother, a human who had been tainted by the blood of the yellow-eyed demon Azrael twenty-two years earlier, a hunter who seemed to be equally full of secrets, Sam Middot; Winchester.Dean's eyes were red, and he didn't hesitate to pull the trigger.Take it easy, boy.Crowley dodged the rune-engraved bullet with a flicker.The Colt gun is a powerful weapon against demons, and its bullets are powerful.Normally, the power of the demon cannot be used to block bullets, but as long as you are fast and vigilant enough, you can't help him if you can't shoot him.Easily dodging the bullets from the Colt gun, Crowley still looked unconcerned, but Dean's actions angered the hellhound in the room.Hellhounds are basically driven by the red-eyed demons, Crowley, as the king of the red-eyed demons, has a lot of Hellhounds on hand, and at the moment, this one is just a lot of effort by Crowley, bigger and more fierce than the average Hellhound.Without Crowley's orders, after Dean showed an aggressive attitude towards Crowley, the hellhound roared and pounced directly on Dean.The disgusting mouth opened wide, snorted, and bit straight at Dean.Dean's face changed slightly, and he didn't hesitate to lower his body.The hellhound snapped into the air, and let out a terrifying loud bang as its teeth closed.Obviously, if Dean had been bitten just now, his body would have been bitten in half by the Hellhound in an instant.And at this time, Crowley's voice was still unhurried, and said: I have already said it, it has nothing to do with me, but bang!