Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 578 Nearly [-]-Year-Old Middle School Boy (First Update)
quite a while.

The king of hell, wearing a well-made hand-made suit, fell into a state of silence and melancholy when he looked at the extremely poor-looking hamburger and hot dog placed in front of him.

His smile means he never eats at roadside stalls,
It doesn't mean anything else.

Mephisto got up and left on purpose.

But considering that this was Mark's treat, after hesitating for a long time, Mephisto numbly grabbed the burger and took a bite.

next second.

Mephisto, who had closed his eyes, opened them involuntarily, chewing on the hamburger that he thought was unpalatable, and nodded from time to time.

Mark smiled.

This roadside stall is a hidden delicacy that Mark found on the Internet when he flew to Texas.

This dilapidated food truck has another title in the hearts of Texas foodies.

It's called, gourmet food on the go.

The price of the hamburger for the three people in front of me is as much as eight dollars.

Paused.

Mark looked at Mephisto with a half-smile expression and said, "So, Old Mo, you've come up to let the wind go more frequently recently."

Mephisto looked up.

in his eyes.

The expression on Mark's face seems to be saying, as if he is saying stop pretending, I know it, woman, hehe...

Every family has its cupboard.

Mephisto looked at his oily hands and said lightly, "Pluto, I'm here to find my previous investment target."

Mark nodded and smiled: "Of course, investment must be rewarded. I came here this time mainly for business. Do whatever you like, and ignore me."

"...I believe you are a big-headed ghost."

Looking at Mark's still smile, Mephisto shouted frantically in his heart.

Still on business?
I just met in the primeval forest a few days ago, how can there be such a coincidence.

only……

Mephisto wanted to go back, but there was still a smile on his face and said: "That's good, what is Mr. Pluto planning to go back?"

"Go back? Where?"

"...Underworld, I heard that recently, several star regions have raised some inappropriate thoughts, wanting to leave the underworld."

"Oh, it's not urgent, whoever jumps will kill whoever. If you kill too many, the sounds that shouldn't be there will disappear. Even if they all jump back, so what, the most important thing in the underworld is living beings. At worst, start from scratch."

"..."

Mephisto was dumbfounded.

He has nothing to say.

Mark looked at the expression on Mephisto's face and smiled, wiped the oil stains on his hands with a napkin and said, "I'll tell you something quietly, Old Mo, in fact, I haven't fully awakened yet, and any extraordinary life can take me away I crush it easily."

Mephisto shook his body and then looked at Mark.

Mark had a genuine smile on his face.

Subsequently.

Mark's face disappeared and he looked at Mephisto and said seriously: "You were just wondering how reliable my words are?"

Mephisto shook his head quickly.

Mark smiled and looked at Mephisto without saying a word.

next second!
"Hahaha……"

"……Hahaha!"

Mark suddenly laughed twice, and Mephisto squeezed out a smile on his face and followed Mark back.

With a smile on his face, he scolded wildly in his heart.

It can completely describe Mephisto's mental state at the moment.

Honestly.

When Mephisto heard this sentence just now, his heart was still moved.

but now?
The scene of being hung up and beaten by Mark when he disagreed with him once again appeared in Mephisto's mind.

Sweat dripped from Mephisto's forehead and he glanced at Mark who stood up guilty...

"This guy's heart is black, and it's so dark that it shines."

Mephisto sighed again.

The world says that the devil is good at hypocrisy and deceit.

So what about Pluto, who is above countless demons?
Isn't it a collection of the seven deadly sins?

Mark got up, glanced at the sky, rolled his eyes, and then said, "Old Mo, it's rare for you to come up and let the wind go, find a bar to have a drink with me?"

Mephisto was taken aback.

drink wine?

When he was about to refuse, Mark turned around and narrowed his eyes and said in a calm tone: "Old Mo, this is the first time I invite you. It's fine if you don't have time. I don't force it, really."

Mephisto: "..."

Five p.m.

Catch's Bar.

"Pluto, I am suffering..."

Pedestrians who were passing by the entrance of Kaqi's bar suddenly heard a dry howling sound like a crow's version, and couldn't help shaking and leaving here at a faster speed.

Inside the bar.

Mark leaned against the wall holding a glass of bourbon and looked at Mephisto, who was sitting across from him, having another inner breakdown with a smile on his face.

Ordinary booze certainly wouldn't break a king of hell.

But what about fortified wine?

The truth liquid produced sincerely by Wizard Dimension has always been an artifact in the extraordinary world to extort confessions and interrogate.

Not to mention the king of hell.

Even Mark has almost lost his way once.

Fortunately, Jiumei hadn't left yet...

Mephisto was already lying on the table at the moment, with his half-blurred eyes open, he seemed to be talking to himself and asked, "Pluto, why are you so troublesome when you are emotional?"

Mark glanced at Lao Mo, took a sip of bourbon and said lightly: "Emotions are always a troublesome thing."

Mephisto nodded subconsciously and said, "Now I finally understand why you took Hela back."

Three non-existent black lines descended from Mark's forehead.

Maggie.

what's the situation?
He wanted to get Mephisto drunk to get more gossip about him and that bald girl named Gu Yi, so why did it suddenly come to him inexplicably?

Mephisto's words continued: "Thinking about it now, I should have followed you directly and snatched back what I liked. At that time, we were still laughing at you, saying that you have lost the demeanor of the supreme god, But now it seems that the thoughts of the Supreme God are beyond our people's ability to speculate."

Mark laughed dryly twice.

He quickly took a sip of the bourbon in his hand to suppress his shock.

Boundary shit.

Think of a yarn.

My family knows my own affairs.

That's what he must have thought at the time, "Hey, Hela looks great, she has a great figure, and she has great potential. She is the best wife. Let's grab her."

Ok.

Yes.

Although the memory of why Hella was robbed has not yet recovered, Mark feels that based on his own understanding of himself, this idea should be inseparable...

Mark regained his senses and removed the empty wine glass in Mephisto's hand, replaced it with a glass of added wine and handed it over, and said at the same time: "Old Mo, don't talk about me, talk about you, why did you come up again this time?"

Mephisto picked up the added wine with drunken eyes, drank it down, sighed and shook his head, and said: "My son is not serious, he was fooled by some demons from hell and ran up and said that he wanted to find a way to stand on his own. Want to build his own hell on Earth, shouldn’t I hurry up here?”

"...Think about it, teenagers nowadays are generally in the second grade." Mark comforted.

Mephisto looked up at Mark and said blankly: "He is 98 years old this year!"

mark:"……"

(End of this chapter)