The door to hell that cannot be entered or exited has been walked out of...
Russell looked at the man in white suit coming out of the door in astonishment. Considering his name, it seemed reasonable and there was nothing surprising.
Not to mention that you can only get in but not get out, even if there is no door, people can get out.
It is Satan after all!
But what does 'be my son' mean?
If you mean it literally, that's great!
But can we talk about it in private? If we say it in public, if he agrees, wouldn’t it look very unruly!
For a moment, Russell's thoughts began to wander. After coming back to his senses, he saw Satan's smiling face and said hurriedly: "Uncle, what is your surname? If you are here to pick up your son from school, by chance, the one you are stepping on is .”
"Also, I just passed by and saw an angel beating him. It was a very serious attack. But don't worry, I tried my best to rescue your son. I also rescued the masked Gabriel who didn't want to tell his real name. Drive away."
"Thank you, no need. The water is boiling at home. I'm in a hurry and I'm leaving first."
"Farewell, no need to send me off, I'll send you as soon as possible!"
Russell kept talking incessantly. Regardless of whether Satan was fainted or not, he was already fainted. As soon as he turned around, he saw Satan sitting on the boss's chair that appeared out of thin air, blocking his way.
"Uncle, there's really no need to give it away!"
"Hahaha, kid, I admire your three pairs of black wings. Of course, your shameless appearance is also remarkable." Satan kept smiling: "Since you pretend not to know me, then I have to pretend that you really If you don’t know me, please introduce yourself, I’m Lucifer, you must have heard of this name.”
Something was wrong, so Russell put away the paradise vest behind his back and switched it to three pairs of black wings. In this way, everyone was on his own again.
It’s not easy to go out. From time to time, you encounter several natural and man-made disasters that you can’t afford to offend. A few extra vests will help you to be prepared. No, this will come in handy again!
The vest was not enough, so he silently recited the contact system and activated the four triggered draws.
[Character Card: Satan/Lucifer (Star of Morning, Under One Person, Fallen Angel)]
[Skill Card: Star Magic (Just by looking at the name, you won’t be able to guess it. This skill is a skill that directly hits the soul)]
[Skill Card: Star Magic (Just by looking at the name, you won’t be able to guess it. This skill is a skill that directly hits the soul)]
[Skill Card: Star Magic (Just by looking at the name, you won’t be able to guess it. This skill is a skill that directly hits the soul)]
Russell: "..."
MD, this stupid system has started to lose its word count again, it seems like it’s the second time!
Forget it, for the sake of not having much water, just forgive him.
If you draw three identical skill cards in a row, it is very likely that with the blessing of experience, it will become a permanent skill due to proficiency.
Russell glanced at it for a few times and then focused all his attention on the character card of 'Satan/Lucifer'. This was perhaps the strongest character card he had come into contact with so far. When used with the last piece of soap in his hand, it was worth it. Calling God to block God kills God, and blocking Demon to kill demon.
What a cool look!
This is not the point. The point is that with this card in hand, he has the confidence to face Satan.
It’s a 50-50 split, who is afraid of whom?
With the trump card in hand, Russell stopped being timid in an instant. He looked at Satan with an arrogant look and spoke to him with his nostrils: "Xiaolu, right? I've heard of this name before. I'm Russell, Luo from Zhao Qian Sun Li, Michael Jackson prime.”
Russell was suddenly so tough, and Satan was stunned for a moment, and then there was a hint of admiration in his eyes: "It's so similar, whether it's your black, your white, or your shameless and arrogant look, they are all so similar to mine. Like. I like you more and more. Do you want to consider coming to hell to be my son so that you can take over from me in the future?"
Russell frowned and refused decisively: "There is no need for my son. Manmeng has an impressive IQ. If I take away the power of the 'Son of Hell', what else will he do to make a living in the future, performing wrestling?"
"It doesn't matter, Manmeng, I have my own arrangements. If you are willing to come, I can modify his soul to become the 'Daughter of Hell', so there will be no conflict."
Satan waved his hand and expressed his willingness to let Manmeng dress as a woman and welcome Russell to the hell family.
"..."
Russell had nothing to say. He roughly understood how to use the 'Skill Card: Star Curse'. It was indeed a powerful move that directly hit the soul.
I just don’t know what Satan’s craftsmanship is. Is the made-up Manmeng a lolita-type or a royal-sister-type? If it’s a King Kong Barbie, that would be too eye-catching.
When the time comes to send him as the vanguard to attack heaven, who can withstand it?
"How about it? What do you think?"
Satan continued: "The guys in heaven have dark hearts. I have seen it all. You saved the world, but they didn't show any sign of it. Why don't you come to me, and you will be the second in command of hell at the beginning, and if you beat me to death, you will be the leader of hell." host."
Then I have to be able to survive you to death!
"No, Manmeng is quite good. At least he is obedient, unlike me, who is too minded." Russell still refused. Manmeng's experience made him a warning. Even for little Russell, he would not jump into the pit of hell.
"What a pity. It's rare for me to appreciate someone."
Satan shook his head, stood up in disappointment, came to Angela, pulled out Manmeng's will and soul, rolled it into a ball and kicked it into the gate of hell.
"Yeah, good shot!"
Satan pumped his fist vigorously, ran around in circles, raised his hands high, and blew kisses to the surrounding audience.
Don't ask where the audience came from. At the moment of scoring, Russell heard cheers and whistles from all directions.
There seems to be something wrong with the Lord of Hell's brain!
"Do you think there's something wrong with my brain?"
Russell shook his head seriously: "No, I think you are free and easy and live freely, which is enviable."
"You are so shameless, it would be a shame not to go to hell!"
Satan waved his hand and stepped into the gate of hell. He suddenly thought of something: "By the way, you helped me solve Menmeng's trouble. I have to thank you for being reasonable and reasonable. Tell me, what do you want? Speak up boldly and I can satisfy you."
Russell wants a lot of things, but if the other party is Satan, he wants nothing.
"Hahaha, don't worry, this is a very sincere thank you, no tricks." As if he had seen through Russell's thoughts, Satan was a little angry.
After hearing Satan's promise, Russell wanted nothing more. He thought about it and said, "Angela's sister, I can't remember her name. The woman lying on the ground is Angela. Let her sister's soul escape from hell." Liberation, that’s what I want.”
"Tsk, tsk, it's so perfunctory..."
Satan sighed, raised his hand and pointed out the black light, which hit Russell in the blink of an eye, and then regretfully walked into the gate of hell: "According to the agreement, I will send the girl's soul away. I like you very much, so I will give you one as a private gift." Gift, if you figure it out later, you can come to hell to find me."
Russell stood there in astonishment, watching quietly as Satan disappeared into the gate of hell. The moment the black light entered his body, he did not resist immediately because he heard the system's beep.
【Ding】
[Host acquires skills: Gate of Hell]
Another permanent skill, Russell's skill bar was moved from a cute electric mouse to a normal track.
[Skill: Gate of Hell (when there is hell, you can open the gate of hell, when there is no hell, it depends on your luck)]
Satan admired Russell, or Russell defeated Gabriel with his black wings and won his favor.
The reason is very simple. The darkness of justice defeats the light of evil. Russell slapped Gabriel in the face, which made Heaven so low-key that it didn't dare to say a word. Satan liked this plot too much.
He gave Russell the method to open the gate of hell because Russell liked him very much. If Russell regrets one day, he can go to hell to find him at any time. The promise of Menmeng's women's clothing is permanently valid.
"These big guys, each one is weirder than the last. Have they lived too long?"
Russell didn't understand why. Although he didn't understand it, having an extra permanent skill was a good thing. He grabbed Angela on the ground and flew towards the mental hospital.
…
On the rooftop, Constantine held a cigarette in his mouth and spit out nicotine. Half of his face was obscured by shadows, and he said deeply: "At midnight, there are all the friends who were invited. Heaven showed up to take away Gabriel, and the dead people They also resurrected one after another. We won this battle completely, not only shattering the conspiracy of hell, but also winning dignity for us humans."
Everyone looked up at Constantine, looked at each other for a moment, and nodded in acquiescence to what he said.
"In this case, shouldn't everyone shake hands and make peace? Why are you still tying me up?" Constantine spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth and howled like a ghost: "Put me down quickly. Think about it clearly. Kill me." I will only attract Satan and plunge the finally peaceful world into war again."
The camera zooms out, and Constantine is tied to a pillar. Below are piles of desks and chairs, as well as some gasoline barrels.
Midnight came forward with a handful of ketchup and curry... bah, holding a torch and sneered: "John, after smoking the last cigarette, it's time to send you on your way."
"No, no, no, I meant a pack of cigarettes, not one!"
"That's right, there's only one cigarette left in that pack."
Midnight smiled ferociously and said: "John, I killed you before to save the world, but now it is purely a personal conflict. We all think that the most suitable place for you is hell."
"Midnight, you have to calm down."
Constantine advised earnestly: "Everyone, let me tell you a secret. Someone paid 5 million US dollars for my head, but it will not take effect until two days later. If you kill me now, that person will only cancel the reward. Two days later, ... You can split the $5 million equally."
"..."
Everyone looked at each other, and if the five million dollars were divided equally, one person could have hundreds of thousands, which sounded good.
Midnight was furious: "Idiot, you believe what Constantine said, don't you want your life?"
"I'm not lying. This time it's true. The person who killed me is..." Seeing the three pairs of black wings roaring in front of him, Constantine was overjoyed and shouted: "Russell, here, my Good brother, come and save me quickly.”
Russell folded his wings and descended, throwing Angela to the ground. After seeing the situation clearly, he immediately snorted and quickly stepped forward to snatch the torch from Midnight's hand.
Everyone showed fear and stepped aside, not daring to say anything even at midnight.
Russell glanced at everyone: "Well done, I should be the one to light the fire!"
"..."xN
Something seemed wrong, but it seemed natural that the kidnapped person was Constantine.
