End of the Sky

"I like your sense of humor!"

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and the detective hand took a business card from the indescribable chest and handed it to Russell.

"This is my business card. Believe me, ordinary people are not qualified to get it ... Hey, where are you looking? If you really want to see it, just sign the contract and make a wish."

Russell retracted his stare eyes, raised his hand to take the white business card, and read the only two words on it.

"THEDEVIL!"

"Yes, it's the devil, but I prefer others to call me Her Majesty the Dark Queen."

Russell nodded. "Okay, Ms. Satan."

"It is Her Majesty the Dark Queen!"

"No problem, Ms. Satan!"

"OK, you are happy."

Ms. Satan rolled her beautiful eyes, and gave up meaningless dialogue with Russell, and continued, "What, you ... Oh, Officer Russell, you are very lucky, and you have the opportunity to trade with the devil."

"It doesn't seem to be a good deal with the devil!"

Russell groaned, and the person who had made a deal with Mephisto flashed in his mind, and went directly to **** a little bit better, his wife and his family were destroyed, and then **** went to hell.

"It's not necessarily true. Many people can't find a place to trade with the devil, let alone a beautiful devil like me."

Ms. Satan took the lipstick out of her indescribable chest, traced the flames of red lips, pouted her lips slightly, and the red lips lightly inspired a gurgling sound.

"Ms. Satan, you said that many people want to trade with the devil and find no place."

Russell touched his chin, locked his eyes on the lipstick that had been put in place, and thought deeply, "The vanity case is drifting ... keke, I mean, can it be understood that you haven't traded with people for many years . "

"How, how willing!"

Satan spread his hands, as if he had heard some funny joke: "In this materialistic world, desire and ambition are magnified infinitely. Will I lack customers?"

"Then why are you eager to be delivered to the door as soon as you receive the phone call? You are still dressed ... impatiently."

Russell's eyes did not squint, and his eyes converged: "I'm not saying that you are not well dressed. This is indeed supporting your devil's figure and moving you closer to the devil, but ..."

"You are also a Satan. Hell's leader, who signed a contract with ordinary people, actually took the initiative to show up, instead of giving it to the younger brother below. This is very low, and makes people think that **** is a small company or the kind of bankruptcy."

"..."

Satan found a red coat behind him, covering himself tightly, then squinting at Russell with his arms folded over his shoulders.

"What's wrong, Ms. Satan, isn't **** company going bankrupt so much that you can't even find an employee?"

"No, this is just my personal hobby. I like to make deals."

Satan took a deep breath, suppressed MMP, and continued to use the friendly official expression: "Before signing the agreement, you have better questions at one breath, but it is forbidden to ask questions about God."

"why?"

"No reason!"

"Then I won't ask, to be honest, I always thought you were a company and the relationship was very harmonious."

"Oh, how is that possible!"

Satan did not smile with a smile, glanced at the living room, moved to the dining table, waved away the pots and pans on the table, and pulled out a stack of papers from behind his butt.

Handle it lightly this time and place it on the table.

"Listen, Sergeant Russell, you are very humorous and it is interesting to chat with you, but I am in a hurry, and there are hundreds of people like you waiting for me to save."

Satan raised his hand and knocked on the document: "So, sign the contract as soon as possible, and after signing, I will fulfill your seven wishes."

"Seven! So many?"

Russell was over, looked up and looked at the file, his first name was written on the first line, and the bracket ‘cursed’.

"It's real and honest."

"Thank you. This is all a virtue of the devil. If there is no question, please sign on the last page. I am really in a hurry."

Satan clasped his hands on his chest and looked at Russell's eyes flickering, as if there were little stars in his eyes.

"Ms. Satan, if you are begging me, then it's better not to wear a coat, since there is more sincerity in it."

Russell sat in his chair and read the document one by one: "The first paragraph is the seven wishes the devil and **** give to the cursed, and the second paragraph is to give the soul to the devil as the price after the cursed realizes his wish ... well, Very devil. "

"Thank you, sign it!"

"No hurry, I'll take a look again. The contract spirit is sacred and inviolable. You have to respect my rights."

Russell ignored Satan and looked up word by word: "Wow, the third paragraph is the terms of the transaction, all of which are devil's exemptions, which is too exaggerated."

"Ah, the extent of your ink is also exaggerated, making me want to kill you."

...

Three hours later, Russell closed the contract documents, and he had the contents in his mind, and he could only say that he had benefited a lot.

"Ms. Satan, I'm finished ..."

Russell answered in time, because I didn't know when there was an extra bathtub in the living room. Satan was immersed in the milk bath, his face was covered with a mask, and a long white leg was placed on the edge of the bathtub.

"Ma'am, do you need me to wipe your back?"

"Is this your poor wish?"

Satan closed his eyes and replied lazily, his voice the same as when he answered the phone.

"No, I haven't signed it yet!"

"Why?"

Satan raised her hand and took off the mask on her face, and stood up from the bathtub with her eyes wide open, but nothing, she was wearing a bathing suit.

Swimsuits also work!

Russell doesn't mind at all. What kind of bicycle is better than a swimsuit?

"Seven wishes you don't mind, or do you think your soul is important?"

Satan rushed to Russell in anger: "Don't overestimate yourself, there are countless people, countless souls, and all people are equivalent in this world. If you miss this opportunity, you will always lose seven omnipotent wishes . "

At the end, Satan added: "My old lady stayed in this dirty, messy, smelly, and broken house with a dead body downstairs for three hours, not to accompany you to seduce your love, hurry up to me signature!"

Is there a dead body downstairs?

Russell frowned slightly, temporarily holding it to the bottom of his heart, and continued to appreciate Satan's swimsuit show: "Sorry, this thick treaty is too good for the cursed. According to the spirit of the contract, I can't take advantage of your conscience.

"Then please remove your eyes from my chest!"

"Oh."

"Not on my legs !!!"

"I don't want to, but if I don't see it, you will feel that you are not attractive, and you will say that I am not as good as a beast." Russell was very distressed.

"Oh, God!"

Satan raised his hand to cover his brain, and he was defeated. He raised his hand and felt the red coat from behind him, and put on another rigorous, speechless: "To be honest, this is the first time I have signed a contract with humanity. I wear it so thickly. "

"It shows that I have good character."

"No, you have a thick face."

Satan sighed: "Tell me, what do you think the contract is good for the cursed?"

"Here, clause 147, paragraph 9, paragraph 3, deals with selfless redemption ..."

Russell pushed the non-existent glasses: "It means that if I use a wish to make a truly selfless act, the contract will immediately expire, and I will still retain my soul, not be taken away by the devil."

Satan was stunned: "You ... you TMD really finished watching !?"

"Yeah, it's a rewarding experience!"

Russell nodded: "After reading it, for a second, I was tempted to sign the contract. All the first six wishes were fulfilled, the seventh wish was saved, and the contract was invalidated, and I enjoyed six wishes for free. "

"Why not?"

Russell lamented: "No, my conscience is painful when I think of taking advantage of you. You are a good devil, and I can't be so shameless."

"Ha ha!"

Satan rolled his eyes several times in a row: "You think too much. If you really do this, it is not selfless, because you have an impure purpose and are selfish."

"It turns out that you are a good devil."

Huh!

Satan covered her chest, and she was tricked, and unknowingly told the truth.

"What's wrong, chest pain, should I help you ..."

"To shut up!"

Satan was desperate, slap on the contract, clenched his teeth: "Finally, do you sign this contract or not?"

"Before signing the contract, I want to ask, who is better with God than you?"

"Crap, of course ..."

Satan lifted his finger to the sky, and halfway through it, his raised fingertip stabbed himself in the chest: "The one above doesn't work, the old lady is even more powerful."

Russell continued to ask, "If God signs a contract with you, can you take away the soul of his old man?"

Satan frowned slightly, looking alertly at Russell: "What do you ask?"

"That wouldn't work!"

Russell raised his hand and touched his chin: "Can I understand that people who are stronger than you, even after signing a contract, can't take away the other person's soul?"

"..."

Satan didn't speak, her charming face converged, and she put on a serious expression, facing Russell for the first time.

Russell looks at all of this ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ If there is a deep meaning: "So, besides God, there are people in the world who can't help Ms. Satan."

"who are you?"

Satan's eyes turned red, and he ran his hand forward, snapping Russell's neck: "Don't play tricks, you are not an ordinary person, tell me your identity."

"I told you from the beginning ..."

Russell's face appeared extremely dark, a pair of scarlet eyes lit up, holding Satan's slim hand to open it, grinning and grinning: "I am the master of the dark dimension!"

Satan looked at the monster in front of him, never seen in the rich darkness before, thinking about it, and disappeared in place.

"Run, where can you run?"

Russell waved to open the gate of hell, stepped down into the dark shadow, and stepped into it.

Two seconds later, he stepped out again and held the contract in his arms.