End of the Sky

Satan wrapped in a quilt, raised a ring finger to replace the bedroom into the study office, then rolled to the file area and opened the metal cabinet to look at it.

Russell stepped forward silently, looking at the neatly-labeled document in surprise: "I apologize to you, I always thought you were a bad devil and I didn't expect the business to be so busy."

If a document represents a soul, all drawers are opened, and Satan has contracted at least tens of thousands of souls.

"God promised me to contract 10,000 souls and perfectly perform a good devil, then let me return to heaven to be an angel again, and then change to another one to be 'Satan'."

Ms. Satan rummaged through the documents. She seemed to have some impressions about the **** demons, but she didn't seem to remember them.

所以 "So, God has spoken, and you have completed your mission, but have been refused entry to heaven?"

不 "No, I didn't think about it before, I felt happy to be a devil without restraint, and didn't take the initiative to return to heaven."

Speaking of this, Satan sighed deeply, knowing that he would meet Russell, but it was not a quick time.

This must be God's punishment for her, because she has fallen, from an obsessive and resentful angel, to a devil who seeks pleasure, like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, and was driven out of paradise because of her sin.

"I found it, this is it."

Satan took out a portfolio containing ancient contract documents written in parchment. The contract was very short, a few dozen lines, and it was very different from previous documents that were tens of centimeters thick.

Seeing Russell's puzzlement, Miss Satan tightened the quilt and explained: "No way, people are becoming more and more savvy. If the devil does not keep up with the times, they will be bored by them."

"No one has drilled through before?"

当然 "Of course, who am I? I'm Satan, the only devil!"

"Satan in a down jacket and then a quilt?"

"..."

Satan heard that sadness came from his heart, and his will went down instantly.

The big boss, regardless of her life or death, looked at Russell side by side, and walked freely in her castle, just like going back to her own home, she had no spare power to protect herself and had no fun at all.

Sometimes she was thinking that instead of living with a sense of embarrassment, she might as well be bitten by a dog with her eyes closed and from Russell.

I can think again, it is better to live than to die, she will never compromise with the scum ... unless she first marries.

"Sorry, Satan, you may really have been bored."

"What do you mean?"

Satan clenched his quilt tightly and stepped back two steps.

"It wasn't me who made holes, but this Nabelius who signed a contract with you."

Russell rolled his eyes and pointed to the terms on the parchment: "This guy signed a contract with you thousands of years ago and traded his soul for the power to conquer all things. Then you became a servant of the devil and walked in the world to promote the devil. doctrine."

"Yes!"

Satan didn't respond for a moment, raised his hand to bring the contract to the front, wondered: "Strange, according to the contract, he has only been in the world for a hundred years, but now his soul has not entered **** ... what did this guy do? Arrived? "

Satan frowned slightly. After a moment, his eyes were red and flourishing, and he opened the quilt, revealing fiercely, "Humble servant of hell, dare to deceive me, I will put his soul into purgatory torture for ten thousand years."

撒 Before Satan disappeared, Russell held it, curiously, "Tell me how he did it."

"He transferred the mark of **** and half of his soul to another body, and then killed it on the day of expiration, successfully avoiding the terms of the contract."

Russell nodded, thumbs up and praised: "Yes, a real man, **** yourself!"

Satan uttered fiercely: "But he is also a lunatic. Although he has gained freedom, he has lost eternal life and most of his power, and will always suffer from incomplete torture of his soul."

"It sounds no different than going to hell."

Russell shrugged and continued to ask, "What about the **** demons? Isn't only Nabelius signing the contract?"

"I have to admit that this guy is indeed a personal talent. He scattered his other half of his soul with the final mark of **** and produced descendants in batches. Although his strength is gradually weakening, he can continue to replace with new bodies to achieve eternal life, and by the way avoid me. induction."

Satan exclaimed, "If I hadn't read this contract, I would never have remembered this 'cursed person'."

Russell raised an eyebrow: "So you owe me a favor?"

"Uh, I'll remember it sooner or later."

别 "Don't be stupid, the files are all gone, would you remember?"

"Otherwise, invite you to dinner someday!"

Satan said, covering the quilt again, and guarding Russell like a thief: "Calm, you are the master of the dark dimension, and you can't do things that don't meet your status."

"Of course I know! But your performance made me feel like I didn't do anything, and my fame was lost."

"How, how is it possible!"

Satan chuckled, and Ma Liu dropped the quilt and wrapped it around her.

"Never forget about Nabelius, leave it to me and I will send his soul to hell."

"Why, would you be so kind, did he offend you?" Satan wondered, eyes widened, and a **** expression.

"Ok!?"

"Just kid, people know you're the best!"

Satan twisted and twisted his head, and put out his tongue.

"What's wrong, you have morning sickness?"

没 "No ... Yeah, yeah, it's true, I'm already a mother of a child."

Satan had a loving motherly face, then shook his head at Russell again and again: "So we are not impossible, no appointment, thank you!"

Russell gave a scornful glance at Satan and hummed his nostril: "Ha, has anyone told you that your acting skills are difficult to say?"

怎么 What can I do, I am also desperate!

Satan screamed with a smile on his stiff face: "I owe you two dinners. I'll schedule them now. I'll tell you the next day."

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the sun, it's better to be today, anyway, you are idle."

"Not today, I ... I'm sick."

Satan pulled a thermometer from his neckline, showing that his temperature was over 2,000 degrees: "Look, I'm fried right now when I touch it. I can't invite you to dinner."

"..."

"what happened?"

"I was thinking, your temperature is so high, why the sheets didn't burn up."

"Uh……"

"Would you like me to give you two minutes and make up a good reason?" Russell said kindly.

"Can 20,000 years work?"

"Then you slowly think about it, you will not be accompanied. I took the contract with me, remember to meet me another day, otherwise, it will be more than just eating when I remember it."

"Oh, are you leaving?"

Suddenly, Satan was full of anger, and realized that he was too ecstatic, and hurriedly changed his words: "Walk slowly, and often ... you will be contacted by phone. I must answer."

Watching Russell open the gate of **** and leave, Satan waved his handkerchief, then wiped the cold sweat from his head.

She threw her hands and tossed the sheets, and made a few laps around Russell's disappearing position. After several attempts, she couldn't figure out why Russell was free to go in and out of hell.

After tangling for a moment, she gave up directly and was planning to move to Pluto overnight.

Uh ...

Earth.

Russell walked out of the gate of hell, put the contract of **** demons into the carry-on space, and walked to the police car for dozens of seconds.

Suddenly, a mess of spatial fluctuations came, the distance was very short, less than two hundred meters, and the approximate location was a parallel block next door.

"The dark night wind is high, and it really happens frequently ..."

On the Zhizhilu Commercial Street, a strong light flashed in the glass exhibition area of ​​a trendy brand store. The distorted space carried high-temperature currents, burning a fashion model and tempered glass, and then came out a cold-looking blonde woman.

Yan's facial features are stunning, her eyes are cold, her bumpy figure is extremely hot, and most importantly, she is not wearing clothes.

终结 T-X, the Terminator from the future world!

Inner alloy skeleton + ultra-density armor + liquid metal, T-X is a super intelligent robot killer made by Skynet. It is faster, stronger and smarter than all previous Terminator models. It is called the Terminator in Terminator.

T-X swept across the street with no expression on its face. After comparing the data, it headed across the road, where a Lexus SC430-style hardtop roadster was parked.

When a lady finished withdrawing money from the ATM, she got into the Lexus driver's seat and was about to start the car. There was no T-X in her sight.

The daughter-in-law said in surprise: "Miss, are you okay? Would you like me to call you?"

The reason for asking instead of calling the police directly is because the population base in New York is too large, and there are all kinds of abnormalities. It is also very likely that beautiful women who run around in the evening are very likely ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The woman understood that when she was young Drinking too much or smoking too much will also do a lot of crazy things.

"I like your car."

T-X uttered indifferently, and raised his hand to grasp the woman's neck.

Snapped!

大 Holding T-X's wrist with a large hand prevented her thoughts of twisting the woman's neck.

Russell brightened the police officer's card and said to the stunned woman, "Don't watch, this guy just ran out of the mental hospital and gave it to me to deal with."

哇 "Wow, I recognize you, who are you ... the famous billionaire."

The woman was pleasantly surprised and handed a business card with excitement: "This is the phone number of my law firm. If you need it, you can contact me directly. By the way, I thought the reporter said that you were a policeman, and it was a mess. "

Russell: (? _?)

"OK, I'll leave now."

The daughter-in-law pointed to T-X and showed a smile with long lived understanding: "If the matter tonight has caused your lawsuit to plague you, I can unconditionally dial you up and believe me, I am a very good lawyer."

Seeing that Russell's face was not good, the woman stopped talking and stepped on the accelerator to leave.

"Police officer, I like your gun!"

T-X turned to look at Russell, and the electronic eye scanned the two pistols in his holster through his jacket.

"Hold on, we are impossible."