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Chapter 662: Sharing Thugs


"I haven't seen you for a few days, why do you feel like you've lost a lot of weight?"

At this time, Su Ming was sitting on a black stone chair, and there was no scenery around him at all, only a circle of magma, and the heat made the air constantly writhe, and the strangulation retracted into his body.In front of him was a shriveled devil, with only bones under the red skin, and the ribs could be seen clearly.The other party looked at Su Ming with a smile, showing a mouth full of fangs, squatting on his throne like a monkey, and touched his stomach with his sharp claws after hearing this.He was like a lot of people who starved to death, skinny, with a big belly, and he looked very sick."

Hehe, my appetite hasn't been very good lately, I heard that you became a Supreme Mage, and I haven't had time to congratulate you yet.""

This is not a happy event, maybe you will be killed one day, hehe" Su Ming greeted the other party with a smile on his face, crossed Erlang's legs, and folded his hands on his knees.The leaning devil turned sideways and stuck himself in the groove of the throne, his head resting on the armrest on one side, his legs cocked high."

At least I, Mephisto, have no intention of invading the main dimension, so it's enough to do some business now."

Su Ming smiled, Mephisto's business is not very small, he is almost in a monopoly position on the soul trade of the earth, and there are many devils under him, looking for customers for him all the time.The clients are generally gamblers who have lost all their fortunes, patients who have no cure, prostitutes who are desperate, or fools who have too much curiosity.Mephisto will give them what they want, money, love, health, hope, only the unthinkable, without him can not do.Of course, these are basically fake, either illusory smoke or time-limited hallucinations.Money is counterfeit money, love is a succubus, health is a reflection, and hope is actually despair.He's a demon king, and what he does is the work of recovering souls."

I know, so didn't the first stop on my journey to hell start with you?"

Mephisto looked at the woman next to the new Supreme Mage, the woman with long blond hair who was playing with magma with her boots.The first stop is hell?

Where did that Hell Lord come from?

This ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense is stronger than that of the ancient one.Mephisto bounced off his throne with a bone, and he had no intention of dwelling on the little things.Lies, deception, conspiracy, these traits are more to his appetite, if he had 1 welcome to Su Ming's arrival before, then now there is 2.He grabbed the head from the throne and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it casually and spit it out like a betel nut: "Then I will take the Supreme Mage to visit my hell?"

”"Hehe, that's exactly what I want."

What Mephisto's abacus was, Su Ming saw clearly, he was showing his weight, showing his role in balance.Supreme Mage, he is not afraid, as long as he is in hell, no one can hurt him.But if the Supreme Mage targets the little devils who go to the main dimension to do business, then Hell will go bankrupt.Su Ming wouldn't do this, because in his opinion, Mephisto's trick was more like euthanasia, and many people who sold their souls died in a mess, but there was nothing bad about it.Take the example of a little match girl who died with only matches for warmth, saw food and loved ones through hallucinations, and then died of hunger and cold in the snow.If she made a deal with the devil, she would at least be able to eat real food, see her loved ones for real, and die without pain with a smile on her face.Although they are all dead, the latter ones die better, and the devils do a better job of hospice care than the priests.As for what happens to the soul after it goes to hell, that's another story, in Mephisto's hell, the soul is not really used as a musical instrument.He has his own set of judging criteria, and only those who like to quarrel the most in life will have their souls tied to the minaret.Mephisto loved to gamble, and most of his hell were bad gamblers.While thinking, Su Ming kept up with the footsteps of the Demon King, and Mephisto waited for him with a smile on his face, as if he was going to walk side by side with him.Su Ming pushed the secret guest and asked her to go with Mephisto: "If you hell lords communicate more with each other, I'll just take a look." ”Hearing this, the secret man nodded very seriously, but Mephisto couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.What is there to communicate between hell and hell borders?

The boss behind one is death, and the boss behind the other is the ancient god, which is not a way at all.Hell now uses ghosts to generate electricity, and the soul is both labor and currency.What about the borders of hell?

It's all tentacle monsters, relying on the law of the jungle and chaos and corruption.However, Mephisto quickly regained his smile, clapped his hands, and a door rose from the blazing magma beside him, and opened with a clatter, exuding a familiar aura from inside.An atmosphere of hope and despair, an atmosphere of cigarettes, alcohol and noise."

Here, look at my proud work."

Mephisto took two quick steps and slipped headlong into the door.The secret guest glanced at Su Ming, he just nodded slightly, and the two followed.After entering the door, it was as if a world had changed in an instant, and in front of the three of them were rows of slot machines that stretched to the edge of the field of vision, and there was no end in sight.Countless pale, red-eyed souls, numb but fanatical, sat in front of these slot machines, constantly pulling down the joystick like robots, watching the three lines of patterns spin rapidly, and the machines constantly jingle bells.This is Mephisto's most famous devil slot, these souls are gamblers from Earth, and their mission is to gamble until the end of the universe.Mephisto told them that these slots had a 1 in 1 million chance of winning, and that if they win, they would go to heaven immediately.So the souls kept gambling, and their coin and leveraged actions provided the energy to hell, and Mephisto profited.In fact, many of these souls also know that the casino is always the banker who wins, but hell has increased their paranoia and luck, and they just want to gamble.Heaven?

Inexistent."

It's huge, it's just a little noisy."

Su Ming looked left and right, and the slot machine wheel was actually completely blank, but there was a pattern in the eyes of these souls."

Well, I think so too."

Mephisto raised his claws and swung his palms toward his face.The surrounding environment was as if the mobile phone screen was being dragged, and it flashed past the three of them in an instant, changing to a new place.The environment here is much better than there just now, the scene is a huge nightclub, and the people who work here are basically succubi, and many souls are being squeezed out of soul energy by their means, and the music around them can't hide the moans one after another.Mephisto casually picked up the cherry on the table next to him, but a frightened face appeared on the cherry, and he screamed, and he didn't look at it and stuffed it into his mouth."

How's it going here?

Do you want to play for a few days?

”Mephisto beckoned a few succubies over, as if he was planning to use them to entertain Su Ming.Su Ming calmly refused, succubi were no better than female vampires, Howard might like it, he would forget it himself."

The smell is too strong here."

Next, Mephisto exhibited the seven deadly sins to Su Ming one by one, but Su Ming's expression remained calm, as if he saw billions of souls and still didn't let him take it to heart.In the end, the three of them returned to the black lone peak, back.Mephisto retracted his smile as he stepped over to his throne and sat upright, completely taking on the posture of the Lord of Hell."

Say, Supreme Mage, I've come around in such a big circle, what are you looking for me?""

Haven't you always been the one who went around in circles?"

Su Ming took out a cigarette from the pocket of his clothes and stabbed it into the magma beside him and lit it: "Don't say it, the magma is quite fragrant when you light a cigarette." ”"Hehehe" "Hehehe" one person and one ghost looked at each other and smiled, as if they were laughing longer than anyone else.But with the Time Gem, Su Ming can laugh with him until he is old.The magma around the throne was tumbling, and the smell of sulfur filled everyone's nostrils, and in the end, Mephisto figured out that he couldn't just keep it going."

You're here to change the treaty?""

Of course, I still respect the ancient master, but some of the rules she left behind were eight hundred years ago, and now the times have changed."

Su Ming was still sitting in his chair, smoking quietly, as if he had answered the question casually."

It's true that I used to play poker for gamblers, but recently I've switched to slot machines.But there are some things, don't get better," Mephisto said, leaning forward, a little grimly.Su Ming Dynasty flicked cigarette ash on the ground, leaving fine traces on the black stone slab: "Don't be nervous, your business is business as usual, but there is a problem we have to discuss." ”"Say.""

Your salesman is active in the main dimension, I can allow it, but your thugs are always messing around in my territory, isn't that right?"

Su Ming asked with a smile, and he also looked at the secret guest with an inquiring look, and the secret guest's little head also went up and down, which meant that it was really not good.Mephisto's feeling was disgusting, disgusting.He and Deathstroke can't do anything about each other, but there is a Hell Lord on the other side, and things are different.Although the secret guest is not as strong as him, he has the attribute of the hell lord, and if he really wants to launch a hell invasion, she will definitely not feel distressed about how many tentacle monsters die, but his hell loss will be great.The barefoot are never afraid to wear shoes."

You're talking about Ghost Rider, what do you want?

His ownership doesn't really belong to me. ”Mephisto's tone was a little calmer, he hadn't scared the other party before, and the string would break if he continued to stretch down."

He's just a tool, his master isn't there, you're the custodian."

Su Ming spit out a smoke ring, took out the wine bottle from his pocket and poured it: "How about lending it to me?"

”"Everything else is business as usual?"

Mephisto's eyes rolled."

As long as you don't want to change, then it's business as usual, hehe" Su Ming also smiled sheepishly.Mephisto put on a smile again, he touched his belly and stood up, "Your contract should be ready, right?"

Seriously, you're more insidious than all the Dark Wizards in the main dimension, and I like you a lot. ”"My soul is still for myself, don't think about it, sign it now."

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