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According to the knowledge of the Witch Heart Demon, there are only four archangels with such strength, all of whom can be compared to Mephisto.And the effect of Mike's flame is very much like the legendary "Heavenly Flame".

"Not."

After saying that, Mike teleported over and stabbed the heart of Witch Heart Demon with a knife.

Three points into the meat.

"Ah~"

A sigh.

A hand reached out from the void and held Mike's knife.

"I just want to teach my stupid son a lesson, but I don't want him to die. That's it for now, can you give me some face?"

An old man appeared between Mike and the Witch, just like Mike appeared between the Witch and the Ghost Rider just now.

Mephisto appears.

His hair is pale and meticulously combed, he is leaning on a civilized crutch, and he has a graceful demeanor.

Mike put the knife away.

Mephisto glanced at the Garuda flame attached to his hand, "It's a good flame, but the user still needs to grow."

breathed.

The Garuda flames were extinguished.

"I'm sorry, I have a few words to say to my stupid son, don't mind."

Mephisto is like a kind elder.

"Please."

Mike acts like a polite junior.

The witch-hearted demon lowered his head, feeling frightened for the rest of his life.Mephisto's human form is three heads lower than that of the Witch Heart Demon, but he feels condescending.

"Disappointed, to be honest, I am very disappointed. The world calls me [Lord of Hell], [Destroyer], [Demon of Trickery], but I raised a fool."

"I know that you are still dissatisfied even if you fail completely. Use your walnut-sized head to think about what is behind the St. Vincent's Contract. Is the St. Vincent's Contract really that important to me?"

Yes, Mephisto planned for a full 1000 years to cultivate the entire village into devout saints for generations for the Saint Fangansa contract.

From a human perspective, 1000 years seems like a long time.The problem is that for an ancient demon with an almost unlimited lifespan and has lived for countless billions of years, it is almost like "a cup of tea" or "a meal" as humans often say.

On the surface, being betrayed by Carter Sorey was Mephisto's shame, and retrieving the contract was equivalent to washing away the shame.

As for using the Saint Fangansa contract to open the door to hell... for Mephisto, who feeds on human souls, it is equivalent to a super meal.As for using this to achieve the goal of ruling the earth, he is not so naive.

Therefore, the Witch Heart Demon thought that a Saint Fangansa contract would allow him to surpass his old father and reach the pinnacle of demon life. He was really hopelessly stupid.

Do you look down on hell, or do you look down on the forces that have resisted the invasion of hell all year round?

The clown can only be the inner demon himself.

In addition, how did the Witch Heart Demon know about the existence of the Saint Fangansa Contract?

Could it be that Mephisto dug a hole for the Witch's Heart Demon...According to the original trajectory, the Ghost Rider used the Eye of Judgment to send the Witch's Heart Demon and the filthy souls of St. Fangansa back to hell.

It is the victory of justice.

If you think about it carefully, isn't this what Mephisto wants - to beat up his own naughty child and receive an express delivery containing a thousand delicious souls.

Mephisto took one last look at the silent evil heart demon, the rebellious naughty boy. He should be content with himself for tens of thousands of years now.

The ground under the Witch's Heart Demon suddenly collapsed, and balls of flames poured out from the entrance to hell, engulfing the Witch's Heart Demon and pulling him back to hell.

Mike glanced at the entrance. There was no grass inside, and there were rugged rocks and flowing lava everywhere.

"This is hell, how do you feel? Do you want to go down and play." Mephisto asked with a smile.

"It's not bad, the scenery is quite unique." Mike replied with a smile: "Thank you for the invitation, but I'd better forget about playing. I'm just afraid that if I play for a while, I'll never come back. I still prefer the beautiful scenery of the world to the monotony of hell. , beauties, especially the latter.”

"Haha, it's great to be young." Mephisto smiled heartily, like an elder who appreciates his younger generation, and then suddenly said in a different tone: "Last time, it was just a fetus, but how long ago, it became a baby. What a terrifying growth rate. Shouldn’t we nip ungrown threats in the cradle?”

"Haha, come on, you say it as if you can do it if you want to." Mike smiled. If he is afraid of even having a projection clone, how can he come out to hang out in the future.

Garuda flames rose from Mike's sword.

"No, no, young people are really impulsive." Mephisto smiled and waved his hand, "I'm an old man, I don't want to lose my waist, let's just fight."

"It's been a long time since I met an interesting young man like you. Don't die so easily. Let us boring old antiques have fun for a while."

As he spoke, Mephisto's voice became ethereal, and he showed a meaningful smile before disappearing.

Mike stood still until Coulson came over: "It's over?"

"maybe."

I always feel that Mephisto's last words have a profound meaning, so Mike is not sure whether there will be any changes.

Coulson asked Mike to stay for two more days, but Mike was reluctant at first.Until Stark took action, took out some photos of beauties, said he was going to hold a party, and asked Mike to teach him about sperm swallowing.

Beauty? Didn't Mike whip him enough?

"Will this trick work for me?" Mike sneered.

night.

"Hello, Miss Beyoncé, I'm your fan." Mike, dressed like a dog, greeted a hot chocolate beauty like a gentleman.

"Hey Jim, I really like your performance of Sheldon."

"Selena! Oh my god,..."

Early morning, luxury suite.

The phone is vibrating.

Mike carefully moved the round-faced girl lying on him and picked up the phone.

It's Coulson.

Mike frowned, suddenly having an ominous premonition in his heart.

The round-faced girl opened her eyes and looked at Mike with a smile. Apparently, she was very satisfied with Mike's performance last night.

"What's for breakfast?" Selena asked.

"Eat..." Mike swallowed and kept talking, pulling down the sheets for a few words.

"What to eat? We'll discuss it later... Last night, I was hungry for abalone. I'm hungry for you today." Taking a breath, Mike pointed at the phone with great perseverance, "I'll answer the phone."

pia!

Mike clapped together on the big white steamed bun.

Come to the hall.

The connect key was pressed.

"Mike..." It could be heard that Coulson was suppressing his anger.

Mike listened to Colson quietly and finally hung up.

"Sorry, Selena, I'm afraid I have to leave, right now."

"Can't you stay for another half hour?"

"Forehead……"

Half an hour...Who are you looking down on?

Mike had already heard the sound of the helicopter, and he shrugged helplessly: "A very pleasant night, Miss Gomez, I'm sorry, see you later."

Mike went to knock on Stark's door.

The person who opened the door was Beyoncé, who was wearing a bathrobe and serving coffee. She smiled and asked Mike: "Come in, want a cup of coffee?"

"No, thank you." Mike stood at the door.

Stark then got dressed and walked out.

set off.

on the helicopter.

"Beast." Mike looked sideways at Stark.

"Haha." Stark said: "I know you are more interested in Beyoncé, right? Why don't you take action?"

"Playboys also have a bottom line, so they won't attack married women."

"Hey." Stark said: "The couple have been doing their own thing for a long time, and the entertainment industry is very chaotic."

"Forget it, what do you think?" Mike asked.

"It's very moist, but my waist is a little sore."

"Who asked you this? I asked about what Coulson said on the phone this morning."

"Oh."