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Because the great **** Gu Yi is in charge, the devil does not dare and cannot do too much, it just pushes a little on certain things.

Asians, especially Chinese, are at the bottom of the US imperialist discrimination. They can be bullied by individuals, and they like to save money. They are not like other races who consume in advance and cannot keep money at all. There are some values ​​in life. For the item of "break wealth and avoid disaster", it is very easy to rob them, and there is basically no resistance, so it is the key target of patronage.

And Asians basically do some small business, open some small supermarkets and other shops, they don't know how to resist, they are natural money bags.

Therefore, it is very normal for the small supermarket of Charles Wu's parents to be patronized by black brothers, Latinos, and white pigs.

It was inevitable that a black brother would walk into the supermarket to borrow money from Charles Wu's parents that night, but the chances of the couple dying were not 100 percent.

All the devil did was make a little noise when the two black brothers aimed their guns at Charles Wu's parents, when both were in a state of high tension, that is, put items on the shelf A bottle of wine was pushed to the ground, it shattered into powder, and there was an unexpected pop.

The guns in the hands of the two black brothers were always loaded, and they were still gold fingers - when they were not firing, they put their fingers in the trigger guards - startled by the sudden sound, their fingers subconsciously pulled the trigger and grabbed the trigger. Take the lives of the couple.

Charles Wu, although it doesn't seem to have any uniqueness, the name that has been recited by countless devils, his soul will fall into his own hands through a transaction.

Just when Kama Taj's mages were annoyed by being played by the devil and were about to pursue and stop what it was about to do, a scream that made everyone tremble came from the place where the devil disappeared.

Even though a group of mages have a firm mind, have communicated with many latitudes in their daily contact, have dealt with creatures in other worlds, and have seen existences that are enough to defeat ordinary people's reason and make them mad, they are still horrified by this scream.

The scream directly impacted the depths of people's souls, causing the mage's soul to resonate, and indirectly experience the fear and pain experienced by the screaming existence.

Although it was only a very slight resonance, some apprentice mage knelt directly to the ground, trembling all over, screaming uncontrollably, unable to maintain their own magic power, the mage who negotiated with the devil also rolled up his sleeves and watched Looking at the bean-sized goose bumps on his arm, this is his body's natural reaction, even he is not immune.

Thinking of the provocative hat-off when the devil was leaving, it was hard for the group of mages not to regard this scream as the devil's actual provocation-what it wanted to do, the mages couldn't stop it at all.

But the next change shattered their cognition.

A figure suddenly appeared in the mirrored space, looking at its posture, it looked like a rag doll that was thrown into the trash can.

That was the devil who used to wear the skin of an occult lover. Now he is like bagasse after being squeezed by a sugar factory. He was violently crushed and then thrown back just like that.

Devils are very difficult to destroy. Except for some targeted means, most of them can only be expelled from the real world, and the sulphur-smelling ones will be expelled back to the **** they should go to.

However, it was obvious that this devil suffered unimaginable means, it was "killed", and suffered unimaginable pain before "death", which made the devil let out a scream that made everyone's soul tremble.

A flame rose from the devil's corpse, scorching it and the remains of that occult lover, wiping them from the world—no, it wasn't fire, it was pure light.

…

"The guy disappeared."

"It disappeared completely, leaving no trace behind."

"This kind of greedy and impulsive guy is perfect for exploring the way."

"Is it Gu Yi?"

"No, it's another power, very unfamiliar."

"'The foreseeable future was distorted by a man whose real name was Charles Wu, and fell into the fog, but now he is as weak as an ordinary human being', this important information is mastered by the devil, it must be If it is enjoyed by oneself, how can it be known by other devils.”

"It's just a **** used to explore the way. I thought I found a loophole in the contract rules and wanted to be one step ahead of others to hold Charles Wu's soul, but I don't know that it's all left to play."

"Sure enough, Charles Wu is not that simple. That power, even us, cannot be exempted."

"The souls of Charles Wu's parents are now in our hands. We can use them to blackmail Charles Wu. This method is much safer than directly contacting the person who can influence the future."

"You are really mean and insidious, devil."

"Thank you for the compliment, devil, and you too."

…

After squeezing the bug that smelled of hell, Yue Si appeared in front of Charles Wu.

As soon as he appeared on the scene, both his parents died, and he harbored deep hatred and longed for power to take revenge. Charles Wu put it in other books, and he was an absolute hero—because a considerable number of writers did not know how to deal with the relationship between the protagonist and his parents. Relationships, not to mention a waste of pen and ink, are also very easy to become poisonous spots.

Imagine a male protagonist whose parents divorced when he was eighteen years old, because that year he finished the college entrance examination and went to college, and his parents did not have to worry that the relationship between the two would affect his studies.

After the divorce, the male protagonist stayed with his mother temporarily and lived in the house left by his grandparents in the countryside after the death of his grandparents... This kind of character background setting, regardless of the story itself, will definitely persuade a large number of people.

Yue Si chose Charles Wu, in addition to his Asian face and identity background, he was interested in the fact that his parents died, so that he would not have to face the most familiar ones.

The sudden appearance of Yue Si, like the previous devil, also startled Charles Wu: "Hello, I am the devil with **** number 22012102. You just completed the ritual of summoning the devil, right?"

"Ah?" Charles Wu looked at the Asian man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a coat and a top hat, with a somewhat familiar appearance, and he was a little unclear: "I just stuffed a few hairs into a box filled with dirt. inside, and then threw the box at the crossroads, Mr. Devil, did you find the wrong person?"

"That's right, that's you. This method is the way to call out the hotline of hell, and you're right." Yue Si thought nonsense, but it wasn't completely nonsense. Before him, there was a man wearing a The devil in other people's skin responded to Charles Wu's call, he just got rid of that devil and appeared in front of Charles Wu in its own way and identity.

"Speak your wish, and then give the price you are willing to pay for your wish. As long as the price is reasonable, the contract between us can be achieved. You have obtained the wish, and I have completed the performance. Hello, I also Good, win-win." Yue Si held up his hat and said to Charles Wu, "Even if you don't make a wish, I will take away what I think is valuable. I advise you to make a wish."

"I want to avenge my parents!" said Charles Wu, "I want those two Nigs to be punished, they should die instead of spending a few years in prison!"

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll call and check." Yue Si took out a mobile phone, pressed it a few times and pretended to dial out. In fact, he used the ability of the grid to hack into the network and check about Charles Wu. The parent's case, then quickly got its results.

"People have found out which prison it is in, and I can also help you get revenge, but before that, we can discuss the issue of price." Yue Si said to Charles Wu.

Don't ask how to access and query the information in some local area networks on the Internet. Even if you check a certain accuracy, you can always find the information you want. Even a laptop can hack into the SHIELD database. , highly information-based office, all materials are recorded in electronic version for filing.

"I, I am penniless and have nothing." Charles Wu spread his hands and took out his trouser pocket: "My last five dollars have been used to buy the iron box that summoned you."

"No, the value of what you have is beyond your imagination." Yue Si said: "Wealth in the world is of no value to us at all, family, love, soul, these are ours general equivalent."

"Charles Wu, what are you willing to pay."

At this time, Charles Wu noticed where Yue Si's familiarity came from - because Yue Si's appearance and physique were almost exactly the same as his, and that face was what he would see every time he looked in the mirror, but The self in the mirror is a kind of static state. Humans will always subconsciously magnify their own shortcomings or beautify themselves, so Charles Wu did not recognize Yue Si immediately.

In addition to the very expensive suits on his body, Yue Si is upright, exuding a sense of confidence from the inside out, and a contempt for everything.

It was this temperament that made Charles Wu not connect him with himself.

Just like the superman Clark Kent next door, he is the reporter Clark Kent of the Daily Planet with glasses, and he is Superman when he takes off his glasses.

The influence of glasses on a person's appearance is obvious, and between the two different identities of Superman and Clark Kent, Clark Kent himself will deliberately adjust his posture.

When Superman, he held his head high, like a sculpture of a Greek god, and he had a sense of beauty; when Clark Kent was a little hunched, he had a nerdy temperament, and no one would connect the two.

"I have nothing, no family, no job, no girlfriend." Charles Wu said: "Even if I want to make a deal with family and love, I can't come up with it."

"No hurry, let's take revenge first. We can sit down and talk slowly about remuneration."

Yue Si took out the fire axe, slashed the void, cut out a portal, and walked into it with Charles Wu.

After the two disappeared from the street, a few sparkling rings suddenly appeared, and a group of Kama Taj Masters came here, but one step late: "There are still fluctuations in the space, and someone used the space to interfere with the space. means, but there is no residual magic energy, and it is a means other than magic and witchcraft."

"A means outside the magical world."

…

"Oh, what is this place."

Before Charles Wu could react, he found himself in a dark, narrow and narrow place with a strange smell. Looking at the iron railing door and the bunk bed, he understood. Here is the prison.

"The two Niggs who killed your parents are in this prison, but in different cells." Yue Si pointed to the black brother in the lower bunk and said, "Well, it's him."

During the trial, Charles Wu had seen the two Nigers, and had repeatedly seen the photos of the two in private, engraving their appearance in his mind. Although the lighting was not good, he could vaguely identify them. One of the two who killed his parents.

"I brought you to the enemy, and what form of revenge you want is up to you." Yue Si said, "I have weapons here for you to choose."

"Chainsaw swords, bolt guns, and one-handed flamethrowers of the same style as the battle nun." Yue Si said the names of one weapon after another: "But the first two have not received professional training~www.readwn.com~Yes There is no way to use it normally, even if a senior lumberjack is holding an ordinary chainsaw, he will hurt himself if he is not careful, not to mention the chain saw sword of the weapon level; even more so with bolt guns, although mortals can also The version used, but with your body, it is estimated that if you fire a shot, your entire arm and shoulder will be injured due to the recoil, and fractures are also possible.”

Yue Si rambled, then took out a pistol-shaped flamethrower and stuffed it into Charles Wu's hand: "This thing only needs to be roughly aimed at the target, after pulling the trigger, the refined promethium in the fuel tank will spray It was ignited by the ignition device at the muzzle to form a high-temperature flame, which burned the enemy."

Promethium is a general term for imperial fuel, and does not refer to a specific substance. The flamethrower used is a chemical substance refined in a reaction furnace. The ultra-high temperature generated after ignition is very terrifying.

The conversation between Yue Si and Charles Wu did not deliberately lower his voice. It was okay to say a sentence or two. Yue Si said it and woke up the two people in the cell. The murderer woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes to see his room. Suddenly two unfamiliar faces appeared and subconsciously shouted.

"Help! Help!"

"Please, let me go!"