Venom My Wife

Charles asked, "Mr. Chino, I want to know what another solution is."

"The other solution is that if it fails, I will transfer the mutants to my hell and let you live there."

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath.

All kinds of legends and descriptions about hell came to my mind instantly.

In those ancient mythological stories, hell has always been portrayed as a place full of endless pain, darkness and horror, a harsh environment that ordinary people can't imagine.

Thinking of this, a deep sense of worry surged in everyone's heart.

Even if you can survive in such a place, life will probably be extremely difficult.

Chino also saw the anxiety of everyone, and continued, "I just happened to have time. Should I visit hell together?"

While everyone was still hesitating, Logan spoke.

"Himmer! OK, I've never seen hell before?"

Logan burped and shouted indifferently, with a bit of drunkenness and unruly on his rough face, and he was still swaying with half a bottle of wine in his hand.

“I want to visit it, too.”

Charles said, his eyes still gentle, but it was hard to hide his inner expectations.

The rest of the people looked at me and I looked at you. After a brief silence, they also agreed.

Chino nodded, opened a portal in the center of the conference room, and moved over.

Only then did everyone notice that Chino was sitting in the wheelchair of Professor X.

"Boy, you just like this chair."

Logan said teasingly, with a smile in his slightly drunken eyes.

"Of course, anyone who doesn't like a wheelchair with massage function is just a bit slow, only 40 yards."

Chino pressed the button on the wheelchair, and the cushion behind him moved, massaging various parts.

Hank pushed his glasses and said, "If it's speed, I can change it very quickly."

"Then I'll bother you, Mr. Hank."

"It should."

Describe "Venom, what are you doing?"

Chino suddenly felt something missing around her, and turned around and Venom was staring at Qin with big eyes.

Hearing Chino call her, he blinked uncontrollably.

"Cino, it's all your fault. Who lost the game with blinking first?" Venom said angrily.

"When did you start this game?"

Chino held his forehead helplessly, his face full of laughter and crying. He said why was it so quiet today.

"Of course she kept staring at me and started." Venom pointed at Qin and said.

Qin was rubbing her eyes and twitching the corners of her mouth.

She thought this woman was threatening her to stay away from the Demon King, and she glared back unwillingly in order not to show her timidity. But she knew that it was such an inexplicable game.

Chino looked a little angry when he looked at Venom and smiled: "Then how can I compensate you for my fault this time?"

"Um?"

Venom thought for a while, a sly light flashed in his eyes.

"I will forgive you if you are my servant for a day."

Charles and others were shocked and asked the Demon King to be his servant. This woman was too crazy. No one in power would allow him to suffer such humiliation.

Scott's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe his ears; Hank's glasses almost slid off the bridge of his nose, looking shocked.

The bottle of wine in Logan's hand was in the air, his mouth wide open; Qin frowned, worried about Venom's boldness.

"This is my honor, Her Majesty the Queen!"

Chino stood up and bowed slightly, not caring about Charles and the others' surprise eyes.

His tone was gentle and sincere, as if only he and Venom were left in the whole world at this moment.

Chino's eyes were as gentle as water, and he focused on Venom, whose gaze was full of pampering and care, as if Venom was the most important treasure in his life.

Not to mention being a servant, he even kneeled down, and he didn't know how many times he had kneeled behind the venom.

And every night, Venom serves him with all his heart and strength, and meets all his requirements. It is Chino's turn to serve Venom.

Venom heard Chino's response and a smug smile appeared on her face.

"Hmph, this is almost the same."

Venom snorted, with a hint of satisfaction in his tone.

Charles and others watched the interaction between Chino and Venom, and their hearts were filled with surprise and curiosity.

Qin looked at the two people who disappeared from the portal, her eyes full of envy, and the envy was mixed with yearning for beautiful emotions.

Then, she followed without hesitation.

Charles smiled knowingly. It was rare for such a king to be so tolerant of his lover.

Through the portal, a fresh wind blew over.

Charles and others looked at everything in front of them in a daze, unable to believe their eyes. Is this hell?

They were standing on a black brick and stone street, with green grass on both sides, which was tender and green like emerald.

In front of us is a city full of a strong medieval style, which slowly unfolds like an ancient and mysterious painting.

Each building is unique, some are decorated with exquisite stone sculptures, while others are decorated with stained glass windows.

The towers with sharp tops were thrust straight into the red sky burning like swords.

It is particularly worth mentioning that in the center of the city, there is an extremely tall tree, with lush branches and leaves like green canopies, covering up a large area of ​​land.

The demons and people coming and going live in harmony and are trading.

The demons had different shapes, some had huge wings, some had skin as hot as lava, while the crowd communicated with them freely, with calmness and satisfaction on their faces.

In the red sky, several metallic luster devices are operating, flashing strange light from time to time.

At this moment, the originally bustling and noisy environment suddenly became quiet, and the humans around them who were busy or talking, and the hideous demons seemed to feel something at the same time.

He turned his eyes to the same direction at the same time. When they saw those figures, their faces showed respect and quickly lowered their heads, their movements were neat and uniform, as if they had been practiced countless times.

Immediately afterwards, a neat and loud voice suddenly rang out: "See Your Majesty the Demon King!"

Everyone present bent down deeply to show their respect to His Majesty the Demon King.

Charles and others did not expect such a scene to happen at all, and stood there on the spot for a moment.

Especially Cott, he widened his eyes and looked at the demons in front of him who looked a little similar to him in surprise.

An indescribable excitement surged in my heart, as if I had found some resonance on these strange and familiar faces.