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Chapter 71 Victim Mephisto (second update!)

Strange, who was thinking about how to get close to the owner of the hotel, immediately gave up his resistance when he heard what the troll Asmodeus said, and let him drag him up to the second floor of the hotel, to a private cinema.

"Go in, the boss is waiting for you inside." Asmodeus pushed him in, and then closed the theater door.

Strange entered the theater, looked around, and found that this was an ordinary private theater, except that the decoration was somewhat luxurious and the space was a bit larger, it was no different from those theaters in the human world.

However, where is the boss that Asmodeus mentioned, or where is Mephisto?Why didn't I see his figure.

Strange walked all the way along the aisle of the movie theater, and saw no one in the first row of seats closest to the screen.

Just when Strange thought that Asmodeus was playing tricks on him, after all, lies are the patent of demons.

Suddenly, a blood-red hand patted his shoulder from the back, and at the same time, a sentence came from his ear:

"Welcome, welcome, Stephen Strange."

Strange, who was suddenly attacked, turned around quickly, intending to punch the guy behind him hard.However, he easily dodged it.

"Mephisto, what have you done?"

Seeing Strange's posture of wanting to hit him, Murphy Stoughton pretended to be afraid of the other party, and raised his hands to show that he did not have any malice.

"Whoa whoa, Strange, you misunderstood me, I didn't do anything."

"As for why? Because I am also a victim here."

"Victim? How dare you harm you?"

Listening to Mephisto's explanation, Strange almost wanted to spit in his face.As far as the strength of this guy in front of him is ranked among the top in the entire universe, who would dare to harm him?
"That's too much? Like Setorak, Beholder, Sithorn, etc., I can't afford to offend these big men."

Mephisto snapped his fingers solemnly, and told Strange about those powerful demon gods that he couldn't beat.

"Enough, don't talk anymore, it will be troublesome if they sense it."

Hearing these names from Mephisto, Strange felt his scalp tingle, and quickly stopped the other party's nonsense.If these guys were provoked because of what this guy said, where would he cry?

"Okay, okay." Mephisto stopped his actions with some grievances. It is you who let people talk about you, and you who let people not talk about you. What do you want?

"Now, let's go back to the question just now, you know what I want to ask."

"Okay, okay, let me explain in advance that none of this was done by me."

"Lord of Hell, Mephisto, is misunderstood."

While talking, Mephisto motioned for Strange to sit on the seat, and then took out a large bucket of popcorn and stuffed it in his arms.

"Hey, get your hands off my shoulders, we're not that familiar yet?"

Feeling the weight on his shoulders, Strange immediately wanted to move aside in disgust, but he failed because the opponent's hand was too strong.

"Shh, the movie is about to start, don't talk, now you can watch all this for yourself."

Mephisto turned his head, pulled out the hand that was on Strange's shoulder, made a gesture of prohibiting speaking, and explained the reason why he was sitting here watching a movie.

Strange, who had always wanted to figure out what was going on, heard the other party's words, swallowed what he wanted to say, and turned his eyes to the screen in front of him.

The following is the plot of the movie shown by Mephisto:

On this day, Mephisto sat on his throne as usual, admiring the shows of his demons, those jobs that hadn't changed much for thousands of years: punishing the souls who went to hell.

"It's so boring, day after day, year after year, the same thing."

Mephisto is a bit boring, because he has watched this scene for thousands of years, and he still has to watch it for tens of thousands of years.Although some so-called new tricks have been changed over the years, in fact, they have changed the soup without changing the medicine, and there has been no actual change.

Just when Mephisto was bored and wanted to go around the world for a while to relax, suddenly a city fell completely on his territory.

Mephisto glanced at the absolute number of souls in it, and he could feel how much energy was contained in it.

"Haha, delicious meal."

What a blessing, the devil sits at home and the money comes from heaven.This is the inner portrayal of Mephisto at this time.

Although there are already many souls in my own hell, no one will dislike it, a gift from the mouth, right?

Although the subsequent work will take him a lot of time, the most important thing he lacks is time (the flow rate of time in the two dimensions is different).

Next, Mephisto and his men took their homes and spent a lot of time torturing those human souls and making them into various styles of slot machines.

For a moment, all the demons in Mephisto's entire territory were immersed in endless joy. They thought they had found the key to eternal joy, and countless souls were waiting for them to torture and play with.

However, happiness is always short-lived.

On a normal day, tragedy struck.

They suddenly find that their possessions have disappeared, or rather, have been taken from them.

then--
On the top floor, Mephisto's office.

"Actually, it's not that bad here, is it?"

"What you humans do sometimes surprises even me."

"Maybe I should learn from them and let my nature go a little bit, especially in my business."

Mephisto stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with his hands in his trouser pockets, admiring the beauty of the world in the distance.

And Strange sat quietly at his desk, not knowing what to think.

At the same time, every corner of the hotel.

6th floor.

"Oh baby, you're so hot, I can't wait."

"Duke, nasty."

At the door of room 601, a man and a woman hugged each other, kissed passionately, and couldn't wait to take off each other's clothes, completely ignoring that this was a corridor.

The door of room 603 also opened at this moment, and a man and a woman walked out from inside.

The man was a little embarrassed, and at the same time he said to the woman beside him with a bit of nostalgia on his face: "I don't do this kind of thing often, I mean, I... I have a family, I just want to say, if there is a first Second life, I should live more."

"Hehehe, you are so interesting, it's not too late to start now." The woman leaned forward and kissed the man, and said.

14th Floor, 1404.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The continuous screams came from the room, which attracted the attention of passers-by, but not only did no one pay attention, they also left talking and laughing, discussing which unlucky person was in the room.

"Gary, don't put on such an expression that you believe that death can pay off your debts."

"Keep calling me until he wants to pay back the money."

A middle-aged man dressed in a suit and leather collar couldn't help being a little upset when he saw the surprised expression of this old acquaintance covered in blood and in a panic, and then ordered the bald man next to him to continue to torture him.

On the 18th floor, the entire first floor here has been transformed into a boxing arena, which can accommodate 500 people at the same time to watch together.

At this moment, a boxing match was going on.

"'Blue Overlord', come on!!!"

A woman who looked like a lady to the outside world, stood in her seat, shouting loudly for her favorite boxer.

However, the next moment, he was drowned in the voices of other people.

"'Crusher,' tear him in half."

The audience on the stage looked enthusiastically at the tall man with a weird hairstyle on the ring. He was the uncrowned champion of the boxing ring. He had won 99 fights. Since he crushed his opponent to the point of being ugly every time, Got such a title.

And this time it did not surprise them.I saw that the 'Blue Overlord' who was fighting against him in a second was directly crushed to pieces by that man.

Seeing this bloody scene, none of the audience present was scared. Instead, they stood up from their seats even more frantically, screaming and applauding him.

"Good job Eric the Crusher."

"'Crusher', I love you!!!"
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And Mephisto in the office on the top floor seemed to sense all this, and suddenly said with emotion: "Ah, sin."

ps: ask for votes.

　Originally, it was a manuscript, but I am not sure whether you like the latest plot, because I think there will be many people in the next few chapters, talking about poison, although there are no comments.But for every plot, I will try my best to keep it reasonable, and I didn't write it blindly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)