Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

"Chen... no, Mr. Chen, it's me, Morocco Bic, do you remember me? It's me."

Chen Zhao turned to look at Morocco Bic: "Remember, how could I not remember? I remember the people who owe me money very clearly. I once paid bail for you, and I said, this is not for you. The money was lent to you, and you needed to repay it, but after such a long time, you failed to repay the money, and because you went to jail again while on bail, the bail money was confiscated."

Morocco Bic's face was full of embarrassment.

"Chen, leave it to me." Mowgli walked up to Morocco Bic: "Do you want to feed the sharks or the crocodiles?"

Mowgli was not the kind of person who knew nothing but fighting and killing.

He has experienced the ups and downs of life, so his life experience has also given him the wisdom to deal with various matters.

Chen Zhao obviously didn't intend to really kill Morocco Piccolo.

But intimidation is obviously very effective for people like Morocco Bik.

Such desperadoes as Morocco and Piccolo.

On the one hand, they are always on the verge of death and constantly testing.

But on the other hand, they are full of fear of death.

There is no need to reason with them or reason with them.

Just ask them if they want to die or live.

This trick is more effective than other tricks.

"Boss Mowgli... It's not that serious... I just owe a little money." Morocco Bic said fearfully.

"It's not just a little bit. Fifty thousand US dollars is not a small amount of money for anyone." Chen Zhao said.

"I...I will find a way...I will definitely return it to you..."

"Then how do you plan to repay the money? Is it just a verbal promise?" Chen Zhao said disapprovingly.

"No, no... I have a way, I can definitely pay back the money."

A smile appeared on Chen Zhao's face: "How many people have you made this kind of promise to?"

"I...that..."

"Well, my requirements are not very high. Just do me a favor and forget about the money."

Morocco Bic's heart moved: "I understand, Mr. Chen, who do you want me to kill? Or do you want me to carry the goods for you?"

Chen Zhao's face darkened: "I don't need you to do these things."

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, I understand. Even if I am caught, I will not accuse you." Morocco Piccolo said smartly.

"I said, this is not the case." Chen Zhao said with a dark face.

Mowgli put his arm on Morocco Bic's shoulder: "Listen to what he has to say and don't be too smart."

"Yes, yes..." Morocco Bik wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The pressure that Mowgli brought to him was too great.

This is a super villain who kills without blinking an eye.

Sure enough, I even taught Morocco Bic a lesson in prison.

It's not as intimidating as Mowgli brought to him.

"Go back to prison, to be precise, go back to the Seventh Prison." Chen Zhao said.

Morocco Bic almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The seventh prison? Do not make jokes.

Even though he was once a frequent visitor to the Seventh Prison.

But that doesn't mean he really regards the Seventh Prison as his home base.

More and more people have been dying there lately, more and more frequently.

Moreover, Morocco Bic still remembers the experience of that night vividly.

"Mr. Chen, I can promise you anything... But this matter... I never want to go back there. You know what's there, the White Nightmare! That's the White Nightmare..." Morocco Bic remembered. very clear.

If Chen Zhao hadn't been there that night, he would have been dead.

Mowgli didn't know what was wrong with that seventh prison.

If Chen Zhao needs it, he can arrange for someone to go in.

Of course, since Chen Zhao wants Morocco Bic to go in.

Then he has to go even if he goes, and he has to go if he doesn't.

"Mowgli, leave him alone with me."

"Okay, call me if you need anything." Mowgli turned and left happily.

When Mowgli left, Chen Zhao suddenly grabbed Morocco Bic's neck: "I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm ordering you!"

Dark magma like a wave appeared behind Chen Zhao.

"If you refuse my request, you will go to hell now."

In an instant, Morocco Bik felt unprecedented fear.

It was a physical and psychological shock.

He knew that Chen Zhao was not an ordinary person.

After all, Chen Zhao had driven away the White Nightmare with his bare hands last time.

But now, he truly saw Chen Zhao's terror.

"Do you think the Seventh Prison is scary or am I scary?" An evil smile appeared on Chen Zhao's face.

"I'm going, I'm going..."

"very good."

Suddenly, Chen Zhao put away that eerie smile and the dark magma.

Morocco.Bik almost thought spring had come.

Chen Zhao put down Morocco Bic and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, I will protect you. The warden of that prison is my friend, and you will enjoy five-star treatment in the prison."

Morocco Bic was on the verge of tears. It would be useless even if he was given ten-star treatment in such a hellish place.

Of course, compared with the horror that Chen Zhao showed just now, it seems that that place is not so scary.

Chen Zhao took out a bottle containing a thick and turbid liquid.

Anyway, Morocco Bic felt creepy just by looking at it.

I don't know what's inside.

"If you are in danger, drink this thing. It can temporarily give you some inhuman strength."

Chen Zhao didn't tell him the side effects of this thing.

If Morocco Bic is a good person, Chen Zhao doesn't mind giving him some benefits.

For example, strengthening potions or something.

But Morocco Bic is not a good person.

It can even be said to be an extremely bad person.

All the bad qualities of human beings can be found in him.

If he gets power beyond ordinary people, who knows what crimes he will use it to commit.

So it's better to give him something like this.

This is the saliva of the crazy zombie demon that Chen Zhao asked Hailis to prepare.

Anyway, the origin is disgusting.

After taking it, people can gain powerful strength in a short period of time.

But the side effect was that I had to lie in bed for a month.

"Can I not want it?" Morocco Bic is not blind, so how could he not see the horror and supernatural nature of this thing? This is definitely not some precious liquid.

"If you're not afraid of being pinned down on the bed like last time when you meet White Nightmare, I don't care."

"But...I can't bring this thing in either."

"You don't need to worry about this, I will find a way."