Marvel's strongest warden

Chapter 260 The Son of the Snatched Devil
Scientists always see things differently from ordinary people, just as wizards see things differently from ordinary people.

Blazing Johnny came to the prison door, looked at the prison, and saw the videophone affixed to the door.

The use of this thing here seems a bit joyful, diluting the serious and depressing atmosphere of this prison.

It was as if this prison was a private villa somewhere.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked over and pressed the communication button above.The team members over there looked at his face and said, "Who are you?"

"Uh, I'm here to find someone."

He said nonchalantly, because at this moment, he suddenly couldn't remember who he should turn to.

Looking for that young man who can turn into a monster?
But what is his name?
It was only then that Johnny remembered that that person didn't tell him his name at all, but only told him that he was the warden of this place.

Hearing the question over there, Johnny said, "I'm looking for your warden, I have an appointment."

"OK, wait."

He heard the cold voice of hanging up the communication, and turned his head to look at Roseanne nervously. His girlfriend stepped forward and grabbed his hand to comfort him.

After a while, the gate opened, revealing the dark gate inside, and Johnny Blast looked at such a building, feeling a little strange,

It's not that he has never seen a prison. In fact, he has seen both old buildings and new buildings.

But he had never seen a battle fortress like this before, and he believed that not only he would have such thoughts after seeing this building, this building was not quite like a prison.

After he entered it, he felt that it was even less like a prison.

Mason stood there waiting for him.

After taking him to the office, Mason said to him: "So, Johnny, why did you come to me?

Shake off that damned curse upon you?
And the curse laid down by Mephisto? "

Jonny showed joy on his face, and before he said anything, the person opposite knew what he wanted to say.

Did he really have a way to get rid of this curse on him?

"Can you help him?"

Roseanne asked first, and Mason gave them hot cocoa and said with a sneer, "What do you do to help you? Help you commit suicide?"

Hearing Mason's words, Johnny felt a kind of suffocation as if a fish that had jumped into the lake was caught.

It seemed that his lungs had become decorations, unable to breathe the surrounding air.

"What do you mean?"

He asked in a deep voice, and Mason said to him: "Think about who you saw last night?

Johnny, remember the black heart demon you saw last night?

Remember the last time who sent him to hell and reduced all his plans to ashes?
It's you, my friend.

The ghost rider on you is of course a curse, but do you know that he is also your amulet, without this thing, not only you, but also your girlfriend, your friend.

Black Heart Demon will not let them go. "

Johnny Blast listened to these words without saying a word. Rationally, he knew that Mason was right, but emotionally, he couldn't accept it.

It was at this time that his cell phone rang and he answered the call.

The voice on the other side of the phone was loud, and Mason heard it too.

"We agreed to your condition. We can help you expel the demons from your body. The condition is that you help us find a child."

"I'll think about calling you again."

Hanging up the phone immediately made the monk Mo Luo on the opposite side look puzzled. He glanced at the phone again and felt that something was wrong.

In the beginning, Johnny came to them, wanting their help to expel the curse from his body.

But now, when a good thing comes to him, he says to think about it.

This puzzled him.

It's just that this time without the help of others, he can only go into battle by himself.

Glancing at the monastery that had suffered great damage, Molo sighed.

Monks are no match for armed mercenaries.

The thing is like this, Molo found a son of the devil and planned to purify him with the help of the monks in the monastery here.

But unexpectedly, a group of armed mercenaries broke into here and snatched away the child, Danny, the son of the devil.

If the elders of the monks have not made a mistake in their calculations, it will be time for that demon to be reincarnated in a short time.

This cautious and cunning demon has been hiding in the crowd for too long, and his human skin is about to lose its effect.

What he needs now is this half-devil son that he carefully created.

He needs to use this child's body as his own container, only at this time can he gain complete strength.

The monastery had restrained him for many years before, or thought they had restrained the demon for many years. They didn't want to fail and let the demon escape in the end.

But perhaps the saddest thing now is that the monastery doesn't have much new blood. For the monastery, their glory no longer exists, the voice of God has not been conveyed for a long time, and they don't even have much money left.

The only valuable thing here may be the red wine that is still hidden.

They don't have the strength to organize a war against demons.

Mo Luo was thinking pessimistically. He got on his motorcycle and left in a "chug-chug" distance. The monks looked at Mo Luo who was going away and sighed a little.

"We will win, right?"

Someone said in a low voice, desperately.

The head monk turned his head angrily, wanting to see who was shaking the army's morale, but when he turned his head, he found that everyone kept turning their heads to look for it.

His eyes swept over every face, and all he saw were expressions that were indistinguishable from real to fake. The head monk felt suddenly tired.

Has this group of people lost their fear of God?

He closed his eyes in pain and didn't say a word.

Because he knew that he himself was beginning to waver, and he didn't know if they would win this time, just like he didn't know if Mo Luo could find that child when he went out this time.

And on the road in the distance, the mercenaries who got their children happily made a phone call. This is a big deal for them. After completing this ticket, they can eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and they will be golden forever. Wash your hands and quit this business.

Kidnapping a child, eight-figure pay.

Now he guessed that he could wake up with a smile in his sleep.

He got through the phone and heard the calm voice of the employer over there.

"Bring that kid to New York, and I'll wait for you in New York."

"New York? It's not easy."

The mercenary leader said, but before he could tell what was wrong, he hung up the phone.

A swear word.

The mercenary leader punched the steering wheel angrily, looked at the sleeping child who was sedated behind and said, "Changing the road, let's go to New York.

Damn rich, I'll be waiting for you in New York. "

He imitated the voice of the person opposite in a weird way, and then laughed again.

(End of this chapter)