The devil roaming the American comics

For a devil, the secret to maintaining a happy mood is to successfully seduce humans.

Then watch him or her step by step into the abyss unconsciously, and when he or she wakes up, it is too late.

Many devils with bad taste, in order to get double pleasure, will choose to give those fools a glimmer of hope at the last moment, and then smash it with their own hands.

Of course, Al's clone doesn't have that many things to do. He just hopes that the plan will proceed smoothly, there will be no surprises, and everyone will follow his script peacefully.

With expectations for a better future, Alena returned to the place where he separated from Renaldo and found a manager with a relaxed pace.

"Nash, how is my friend?"

Nash, lying on his back with his clothes open, pursed his lips and replied: "Happiness is boundless."

"He's still a child for so long. Don't let your girls spoil him."

"Don't worry, my people are all experienced."

"I hope so. Anyway, if it breaks, it will break. Just don't delay things."

As Ale said, he took out a handful of coins from his pocket, counted some and handed them over, "Go and call me down."

"no problem."

Nash asked one of the girls under the eaves to go upstairs to call someone, and then asked him while counting the money: "Are you not interested in the girl here? Do you want me to introduce you to a place?"

"Well, don't say that I don't take care of you. Since you pay so happily, take it and say that I introduced you to it. I guarantee that it will be high-end goods."

Al picked it up and saw that it was a salon party with the name of a club. It had the name and contact information of the person in charge, but no address.

After Nash counted the money and saw him looking at it, he pointed to the name on it and said, "Just find him. For the sake of money, even if you want some German girls, he can get them for you."

"Oh, even the Germans"

"laugh"

Nash smiled and said disdainfully: "Not all Germans are rich. The only ones who are rich now are those who are fighting."

"Boss, we're here."

Al and Nash stopped talking at the same time and turned to look back.

Renaldo's face was a little bleak, his head was lowered, his calves were weak and he was sandwiched between two women, one on the left and one on the right.

Counting the time, it would have been almost a morning since he brought Renaldo here and then left.

Al was calculating in his mind. After 4 or 5 hours of conquest, he was still a rookie. For Renado's age, being able to be awake now was considered a gift.

Look at his hands again, they can already hug the two women's hips naturally. The little wolf can still resist eating meat after tasting the meat. Haha, that's impossible.

"Okay, let's hold him back for a while and let him use all his energy on Marlena."

After muttering something, Al took the Renaldo from the prostitute with a smile on his face: "How is it? Do you still have the strength to walk?"

"Have"

Young people love to show off their strength, especially in front of women. Renaldo said something forcefully and wanted to push away Al's supporting hand.

But Al thoughtfully put his arm around his shoulders and led him out while saying goodbye to Nash loudly.

After he walked out and was far away, he let go of his hand.

Renaldo's legs and feet were so weak that he took several deep breaths after just a few steps. He sat down on his teeth by the roadside and could not get up.

"Hoo, hoo, let me rest, take a rest."

"No problem, you can rest as long as you want. We'll go get something to eat later and then go home and have a good nap before the official start tomorrow."

"What to start"

Renaldo was stunned and didn't realize what Al was talking about.

His question also made Al startled for a moment, and then he felt a little funny and laughed. Smiling and laughing, Renaldo also reacted and laughed sheepishly.

This scene of harmony and friendship is so beautiful.

To be honest, if the real Al is here, maybe he will wait until the day when Renaldo dies of old age to collect his soul, but unfortunately, if it is just a clone, the devil does not have the human side.

Marvel Universe, New York.

The underground world has its own set of laws, which are different from the jungle under the sun.

In today's world, although gangs rarely use knives and guns as they did a few decades ago, if something goes wrong, their first choice is still to fight blood for blood and tooth for tooth.

But, can a beast in captivity still have the courage to retaliate?

On the top floor of Damico Daxia, drug dealers gathered in groups of three or two, each holding a loaded firearm, but even so, their hidden fear could be seen on their faces.

In the boss's office, Frank D'Amico was also extremely angry. This was the first time this month that his stronghold had been attacked.

There is still no one alive, there are still no witnesses, the attacker is like a ghost. Even if he offers a high reward in the underground world, and even if he contacts the New York gang family to help find him, there are still no clues.

"Frank, I've asked other families and they haven't suffered any losses. It seems that this time they are really only here for us."

"Who is it?"

"Boss, why don't you think about what enemies you still have alive? Maybe we can start from this aspect."

This was indeed a train of thought, and Frank couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Sitting on the boss's chair, he tilted his chin and thought seriously, did he still have any living enemies?

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"Shit, all my enemies are fucking dead"

Frank turned around in his head again. All the guys who could be called enemies had already been sent to hell by him. Could it be that

He glanced at his men with a sinister look: "Could he be your enemy?"

Those who can sit in this room are basically the key members of the D'Amico family. They are all familiar with Frank D'Amico's character. Therefore, when faced with his questioning, they all quickly shook their heads in denial for fear of being a step too late. He was shot to death by his own boss.

"Go out and look for everyone. Send everyone out. Wait a minute Andolf, where is Bai San's goods after he died?"

"In Queens, boss."

"Spread the news to me that the goods are lost, and then ask our people to go there and guard them for me."

"Boss, are you going to wait and see? Will you be fooled?"

Frank lit a cigar and became much calmer after having an idea. He leaned back in his chair and said: "Didn't all the money and goods disappear in the past few times? This shows that the enemy is not just out to retaliate against us, he We’re also short of money.”

"Yes, the news that spreads should also include all of Bai San's net worth. Let's do it like this and do the work."

"Yes, boss."

His men filed out, and when Frank and others were almost gone, he rubbed his brows and put down his tough side.

After resting for a few minutes, he steeled himself again, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hey Didi, D'Amico"

"It's me, dear Director Shigant, where is the news I want?"

"I'm trying to find it, don't be impatient D'Amico."

"Huh, this is my business. I'm losing money every day. In the last week, Shigant, I only give you the last week. You have to find that bastard."

"No way, me"

"No. 33, Queens Transportation Terminal, have your people keep an eye on the area during this period. If he really appears, kill him without mercy."