The devil roaming the American comics

"What's the stakes?"

"Yes, foreigner, tell me your bet. If it's not big, then we will bet with you."

"The bet is up to you. You can bet as many lari as you want. It doesn't matter if it's bigger."

The doppelgänger Al said was extremely generous. After all, it was not a devil's contract, it was just money. Doesn't that mean he could default on the debt as much as he wanted? Besides, such a non-binding bet is a problem for the devil.

"Okay, I'll bet you"

"I also bet with you. The bet is that this boy fails. You need to pay me 100, no, 100 pounds."

"I'm coming too"

"Me, and me"

While the boy Renaldo was stunned, the clone Al received a stack of betting slips. Not only were there people betting on Renaldo to lose, there were also a few smart people betting that Al would win, and their bets, But it was very different and asked Al to teach them how to chat up Malena.

The bet was established, and the Sicilian men dispersed in small groups. They were discussing something enthusiastically and seemed to be very interested.

Al shook off the betting slip in his hand, threw it into Renaldo's arms, and greeted him: "Let's go, take me back to the town, I have to find a place for you to practice your courage."

"what"

Reina opened his mouth several times, but every time he looked back and saw Al's arrogant face, he couldn't say anything. He only felt sincere admiration.

How dare he do that in front of so many men in trousers? Aren't he worried that he would lose? After thinking about how he would repay the gambling money, Renaldo didn't understand. Are all angels like this?

A series of questions until he was stopped by Al.

Renaldo stopped and looked up.

In an instant, he turned his head away with a red face, and asked in a whisper: "I, I shouldn't have come to this place."

"Hi girls, how are you?"

Ale first said hello to the scantily clad and posing prostitutes at the door, which made several prostitutes who were still able to see them shine. Then he turned around and put his arm around Renaldo's shoulders.

Asked him in a low voice: "Have you brought any money, Renado?"

Renaldo blinked, opened his pocket, looked at it, and replied with a sigh: "Just some Larry."

"give me."

Renaldo didn't say anything and handed the money to him directly.

The clone Al stood up straight again and turned back to Liuying: "Girls, he is left to you. You must make him feel at home."

"Wait, wait a minute"

"Damon, Damon, where are you going? Hey, don't pull on me, I'm wearing my pants."

Al left Renado behind, briefly exchanged a few words with the management of this place, and then left on his own.

After flipping a few lari in his hand, Al returned to the market.

He needs a sum of money to serve as start-up capital. Some plans do not rely solely on extraordinary power. Many of his current methods are closer to those of ordinary people.

Just wanting to make quick money, he needs to come up with some unique ways.

Along the way, Al only briefly stopped at a few stalls. After buying some small things, he began to inquire about the home of the dentist in the town.

"That side of the town square is the most secure place in the whole town, and the rich people live there."

"OK, thanks."

Al thanked him politely, then took the purchased items and walked towards the address he found out.

On the way, he stopped in a deserted place for a while, assembled the gadgets he bought a little bit, and spent a little time making a medical school certification document.

"Making great achievements"

Clapping his hands, Al then threw away the useless carrots, looked at the powder and proof in the small bottle, and nodded with satisfaction.

In the end, Larreana didn't buy anything and returned home with empty hands, cursing.

There was only a servant cleaning the house. She impatiently chased away the annoying servant, poured herself a glass of wine and drank it all.

嘭

She threw the empty wine glass to the ground in anger and broke it into pieces.

"Ahhh, I'm so angry."

"Marlena, that rotten bitch, dresses smartly and coquettishly every day, and walks through the streets pretending to be cool. Is she afraid that she won't be able to seduce a man at home?"

"You are a useless bitch, a lucky countryman, and a fool who has never seen the world. Sooner or later, the town will recognize your true face."

She took out a wine glass again and squeezed the bottle tightly: "Back then, I was young and beautiful, and the number of people who wanted to pursue me could reach Rome. If it were not ten years ago, fifteen years ago you would have been You don’t even have the courage to stand in front of me.”

Cursing, Larreana unconsciously looked at the woman in the mirror who had an out-of-shape figure and whose face looked sallow even if she was heavily powdered.

砰

slam

This time she threw away the wine bottle in her hand, and the carved coat mirror shattered to the ground.

At this moment, her anger seemed to be gone, and her jealousy subsided a little. La Reana lay back on the sofa, all the strength in her body disappeared, leaving only the sadness of old age and faded flowers.

"No, I can't make it easy for her. Anyway, she has a lot of messages in this town. I"

"Ding Dong"

The sudden ringing of the doorbell jolted her, and the viciousness that had just flashed through her stomach was frightened away.

"Who?"

Suddenly, La Reana stood up from the sofa in an extreme manner, her voice was so tight that her voice went out of tune.

"Ma'am, I'm Damon, we just met at the market."

"Damon"

La Reana had never heard of this name, but the visitor mentioned the market. Could it be that

She walked a few steps quickly, came to the courtyard and looked out.

"Yeah, it's you"

Standing outside the courtyard was Al. He stood upright, with a tall and broad body and a handsome face full of smiles. Everything looked so comfortable.

"I beg your pardon for my impertinent visit, ma'am."

"Hmm."

Lariana coughed slightly, lowered her voice, and returned in a pretentious tone: "What can I do for you, a foreign businessman?"

"Can I go in and talk? It's about some small business."

"But my husband is not at home." La Reana was a little confused.

Al smiled mysteriously, and then said: "Wouldn't it be better if he is not here? We can give him some surprises."

Lariana stiffened.

Surprise

What does he mean? What does he mean?

Why would it be better if my husband was not at home? Could it be that he doesn't think so? It shouldn't be possible. He doesn't look like one of those poor boys. I'm not that easy to fool.

Otherwise, let him in and see what kind of business he is doing.

Lariana hesitated for a moment, with an inexplicable vanity fermenting in her heart. Even if there was some surprise with him, I was still willing. Isn't this exactly what I intended to do when I took the initiative to talk to him in the market.

Having made up her mind, Larreana opened the door to her home with a cheerful face, without any precautions, and even let a real devil in with the slightest joy.