People in DC, every day administrative leave

"Bring me more prisoners, more this time."

If the quality was not good enough, Zhang San could only pile them in quantity, one, two. As more and more mummies piled up next to him, the magic circle in front of him gradually lit up.

The dog lying next to him saw this strange thing and felt that the keyboard seemed to be playing something dangerous, because the magic circle it created after draining the prisoner's blood was originally colored, but now it began to turn red.

hum-

Zhang San was about to finish reading the summoning spell, and the magic circle composed of various colors of alien blood gradually lit up with dazzling light, but at this critical moment, he couldn't pronounce the last word.

One more is needed, at least one!

"Good boy, go catch a few more."

The big dog stood up and very obediently opened several cells with its bracelets, and captured the prisoners who were cowering in the corner in fear.

"Let me go!!!"

"It shouldn't be me, there are two people locked up next to me!"

"I'll tell you everything! I know who planned the prison robbery!"

They just heard screams outside. In this prison with poor soundproofing, some strange sounds would travel far.

No prisoner would want to personally experience what those people suffered, and a group of people were eager to turn themselves into transparent objects and try their best to prevent the horrible monsters from noticing them.

But these people were obviously not the lucky ones. No matter how much they cried for mercy, they could not escape the fact of being face to face with the mummies.

Zhang San finally said the last word of the summoning spell, and the dark magic circle opposite the inverted pentagram drawn with blue blood on his hand was completed.

The light in the middle of the magic circle that turned red spread to the surroundings and opened a dark red space channel. A red-skinned demon with a pair of bat wings and a ferocious face appeared in the magic circle.

"The human world! I smell the wonderful air!"

The demon grinned and clenched his hand. The human magician not only brought him from hell to the world, but also did not restrain him in any way!

Hahaha.

Snapped! Bah——!

The sudden appearance of a crack on his back made the demon so painful that his laughter changed its tone. He turned around angrily and just wanted to teach the magician who summoned him a lesson, but he found that the magician who had summoned him was not a human at all.

Black pole-like hands and feet, enlarged body several times, Black Tuanzi also holds a multi-tailed whip with his most disgusting holy aura on it.

Snapped! !

"You're the keyboard! I know you!!!"

Stretching out his hand to protect his body that was being whipped, the devil instantly changed his face and stepped back in horror, telling the story about the keyboard.

It's a guy who will capture fallen angels and make them slaves!

And the fallen angel named Imogen was many times more powerful than him, and he also used some tricks to get himself from hell to the human world.

That is not a method that low-level demons like them can use. The reason why the demon named Maurice knows these things is because of the stories told by the friends he knows who have been to the earth. They were enjoying life on earth, but were sent back to hell by an Englishman, John Constantine.

This is Constantine! It was his harsh words that made the demons who returned to hell understand the mystery of the disappearance of the fallen angels!

His best friend, the keyboard, used a power more terrifying than the devil to capture Imogen, a fallen angel who was trying to take over the world from humans, and made him a slave who had to serve the keyboard carefully every day! ! !

Oh no.

Even after staying in hell for so long, Morris still couldn't imagine how difficult it would be to be a slave.

The person he has to serve is a keyboard that is more powerful than the devil. If he doesn't do one thing well, he will suffer torture far beyond the punishment of the crime.

Just like it is now!

"Am I famous in hell? Why do you feel like you are not a big shot but you still know what I look like?"

Zhang San stopped beating the opponent with the cowhide whip enchanted with holy water. This whip, which can increase the efficiency of the devil's work, seemed to be quite effective. The devil who was beaten would scream.

The devil, whose expression and movements were extremely humble, knelt directly in front of him, lowered his head and said in a trembling voice:

"Dear strong man, I offer you my despicable and cunning real name. My name is Maurice. I am a low-level demon who tortures impure souls and makes torture instruments of suffering."

Morris wanted the keyboard to know that he knew a little bit about hell, at least not the kind of mindless demon who either eats people or kills people.

It sounded like the other person was introducing his work experience in hell, so Boss Zhang found a chair from the space and sat on it: "There is no more? You only know how to torture souls and make torture instruments?"

The demon, whose brain was almost unable to function, saw that it didn't seem to like him who knew this little thing, so he hurriedly added some more content to his 'resume':

He is very strong! Rough skin and thick flesh! I often suffer from insomnia! Even got anorexia!

Um.

With great strength and strong body, he can continue working without long rest, and he can't eat much food.

Compared to the seven red-skinned dwarfs who are professional servants who can do everything, although the red-skinned devil in front of Zhang San has a few fewer skills, he has no problem being a coolie with less food and less room.

After a long time passed, Morris, who felt guilty for a while, waited for his ending.

A yellow bracelet appeared in front of him. The demon who was eager to work for his boss didn't care about the promises in the keyboard words. He put the bracelet on his wrist as quickly as possible in order to survive.

"You are now in the internship period. During this period, I will always supervise your contribution to the company. If you do not meet the standards, then I will send you to where you should go."

The keyboard didn't say where it was, but Morris himself thought of the world after the devil's death.

They are not immortal, and their powerful power can still destroy the body and soul of demons, let alone low-level demons like Morris.

"Dear boss, I will let you see my hardworking side, I promise you."

The kneeling red-skinned devil put his forehead on the dirty ground as he spoke. If the keyboard sitting in front of him didn't have black pole-like feet, Morris would definitely kiss it to express his surrender to the boss. heart of.

"It will take you to work, don't let me down." Zhang San, who whipped the devil twice without doing anything, casually waved his hand and asked the dog next to him to take the devil out.

He didn't know if it was a problem with the whip or something else, but the strange demon took the initiative to kneel down and became his employee. The one who promoted the keyboard deeds in hell was really a genius. (End of chapter)