American comics Lord of Hell

"Degenerate, really depraved."

In the presidential suite of a hotel in the casino, Andrew stood on the balcony and looked at the feasting and feasting below, with a sad look on his face.

We had obviously planned to go to New York for business three days ago, but in the end, we spent day after day having fun.

It's not his fault. There are so many beauties around him, and there are a group of people who are doing everything possible to make him happy. He has been alone for another year, and it is really difficult not to fall.

What, why are beauties surrounding him? Of course it's because he... has money, but he has no choice but to win every bet, even if he doesn't have money, it's hard.

Because he won too much, the casino owners even wrote checks to beg him not to come again. Of course, there were also those who wanted to do it hard, and some even wanted to rob Andrew.

These people all disappeared mysteriously - they were sent to the Rebirth Hell together with their souls, and they worked hard for the modernization of the Rebirth Hell. Well, they were the ones who worked 24 hours a day without wages.

"Business still needs to be done. I am the target of public criticism now. I have no strength and will be swallowed up by those demon kings sooner or later."

Andrew looked far away in the direction of New York and murmured to himself: "Dr. Doom, and Tony Stark, we will meet soon."

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The Doom Group is a well-known emerging technology group in Manhattan in recent years. Its chairman, Victor von Doom, is a super genius in technology and business. It only took him a few years to develop the Doom Group. It has become a listed company and even owns a small space station in space.

The problem is, Dr. Doom is not happy. He came to the United States to open a company, not to make money, but to resurrect his mother with the help of high technology.

Dr. Doom's mother Cynthia is a gypsy witch. In order to protect her country, she made a deal with Mephisto. As a result, the country was not saved, but her soul fell into the hands of Mephisto.

"Did I choose the wrong path? I should study magic?"

The cold-looking Dr. Doom sat in the office, frowning. With current technology, it is simply impossible to break through hell to save Cynthia.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "With your talent, your future in learning magic is limitless."

"who?"

Dr. Doom was startled. He looked up suddenly and saw an oriental man wearing a trench coat and a mysterious temperament sitting opposite him.

Andrew smiled and said: "Don't be nervous. Although I am the devil, I don't eat people. Even if I want to eat them, I won't eat them raw. I will add more chili peppers."

"Demon King? Your words succeeded in making me even more nervous."

After all, Dr. Doom is not an ordinary person. He took a deep breath and asked: "Excuse me, what is the purpose of Mr. Demon King coming to my office?"

Andrew glanced at Dr. Doom appreciatively and said, "To make a deal with you."

"I don't make deals with the devil."

Dr. Doom said coldly: "People who make deals with the devil never end well, such as my mother."

"It has a bad reputation and it's hard to do business."

Andrew sighed and opened his right hand. The soul of a witch fell asleep in his palm: "You really don't want to do it?"

"Cynthia!"

Dr. Doom's expression changed. He stood up suddenly and asked, "Are you Mephisto?"

"No, I snatched this from Mephisto."

Andrew said: "It's your decision whether you want to make this deal or not."

Dr. Doom's breathing became rapid. He looked at his mother's soul and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want?"

Andrew said: "Help me do three things in the future. Don't worry, what I want you to do will not harm you and your mother. By the way, your Doum Group will be given to me as a gift."

"Can I help you with three things?"

Dr. Doom was a little surprised. As for the Doom Group, he didn't take it to heart. With his wisdom, it was easy to make money. In fact, Andrew didn't care too much, so he said it was just adding to his head.

This deal focuses on three things. Dr. Doom has endless potential, and his future achievements will not even be worse than those of Doctor Strange.

Dr. Doom did not hesitate and nodded: "Okay, I agree to your conditions. As long as you are not plotting against me, I will definitely help you with three things in the future."

"We hellbenders believe more in contracts. If you violate the contract, your soul will belong to me."

Andrew snapped his fingers, and a contract appeared in front of Dr. Doom. Dr. Doom read the contents of the contract in great detail before pressing his fingerprint.

The contract officially came into effect. Andrew sent Cynthia's soul to Dr. Doom and said: "She has my magic power. Within one year, she can exist in the world as a soul. As for one year later, you can handle it yourself. In addition, your Blood can awaken her, as long as you are biological."

"It's none of your trouble."

Dr. Doom snorted. He now believed that Andrew was not Mephisto. If he were Mephisto, he would certainly not give Cynthia magic power.

Andrew stood up and said, "I only want the shares you have on hand, and you can keep the other things for yourself."

Dr. Doom reminded: "I don't have many shares. Also, Doom Group is a listed company, so the procedures are quite cumbersome, such as notifying the major directors, explaining to the Securities Regulatory Commission, etc. It will take some time to complete."

"My lawyer will contact you."

Andrew nodded and disappeared from Dr. Doom - back to the casino to continue having fun, where a costume party was waiting for him.

"These days, even the devil needs lawyers."

Dr. Doom shook his head and couldn't wait to wake up his mother with blood.

That afternoon, Dr. Doom's girlfriend, the future Invisible Woman (one of the Fantastic Four) Susan Stone looked at Dr. Doom in astonishment and asked: "You gave away your company shares? Are you going to return to Eastern Europe?" ?”

"Yes, I can't say too much about the specifics. Susan, come back with me and I will make you the queen."

Dr. Doom nodded. He had talked with Cynthia and was ready to give up everything and return to Latvinia to learn magic. Only in this way could his mother be resurrected or reincarnated as a human.

"I don't want to leave New York, Victor, are you being controlled by someone? Why do you have such crazy ideas?"

Susan refused, and Dr. Doom tried to persuade her several times, but failed to persuade Susan. In the end, the two broke up on bad terms. More than ten days later, Dr. Doom completed all the procedures and hurried back to his hometown with his mother's soul.

The story of the divine Lord Doom has officially begun. Andrew's investment will be returned hundreds of times in the future.

Putting aside Doom for the moment, this morning, Susan walked into the chairman's office and asked the slender figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window: "Mr. Wang, are you looking for me?"

Although Andrew has Dumu's share transfer letter in his hand, the procedures have not been completed and the board of directors has not been convened. Therefore, Susan's title is Mr. Wang - to be precise, Andrew is not the BOSS of Dumu Group yet. .

Andrew turned around and glanced at Susan, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes. He was truly worthy of the famous blond sweetheart. He said straight to the point: "Ms. Stone, I plan to promote you to the vice president of the group, so be prepared."