Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

From San Francisco to Los Angeles, more than 600 kilometers, the whole journey takes five to six hours; this is not a distance that can be driven directly without stopping.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, it was another time when the sun began to set, and they stopped at a gas station on the way forward.Just like the journey of ordinary people, people have three urgencies, eating and drinking.

Xiangqian was leisurely looking for snacks in the convenience store.Speaking of which, during the four years of college here, he really had a few favorite snacks, which he couldn't buy in China.

It's not that Qianqian's financial resources cannot do small things like airlifting snacks, but the security system does not allow it; as his personal role in the scientific research field becomes more critical, the higher the security level, the less he can freely reveal his preferences and interests. Habits—especially what goes into your mouth.

There were no other customers in the convenience store, and the little girl watching the store swiped her phone, suddenly staring forward with bright eyes, lowering her head from time to time to compare with the photos on the phone.

Gossip from San Francisco is spreading across the Internet.

"She recognized you." An old man in his sixties stood on the other side of the shelf at some point, talking to Qiangqian through the shelf.

Waved forward to stop the bodyguards from moving further, while the old man looked at the old man across the shelf expressionlessly from behind.

The old man was wearing a top hat, an old-fashioned casual suit, and a silver chain of a pocket watch hanging on his chest; he looked like an old antique from the 40s who had just stepped off the Broadway stage.

"I'm not surprised to see your ravine-ridden face." Xiangqian continued to look for food with his head down.

The old man sneered: "I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so disgusting. I heard that there is a tongue-pulling hell in your country's legend about hell. Is it specially prepared for people like you?"

"So, are you going to introduce this kind of punishment?" Xiang Qiang was delighted to discover his goal, "If that's the case, it can be regarded as a kind of cultural export for our country."

The old man waved his hand: "Forget it, this method is too direct, without the slightest artistic beauty; I prefer my own method."

Walk forward to the cash register to check out, and a pile of snacks are all over the counter.

"From the way you dress, I'd dare say your ways are outdated - both in terms of lifestyle and way of working."

"Yes, he looks like he stepped out of a black and white movie." The cashier girl interrupted boldly.

He raised his eyebrows forward: "Be careful, this old man is scary, and he is still narrow-minded. I think you'd better apologize to him."

The cashier girl was stunned for a moment, until she moved forward and asked the old man: "You should be able to accept the skirt ceremony, right? It's like the one in the movie who lifts the skirt..." The cashier girl laughed Only then did he know that the other party was still burying the old man's obsolescence.

After paying the bill, Xiangqian walked out of the store with his things in his arms, and the old man followed closely behind.It's strange to say that Xiangqian is tall and fast, and walks with great strides, while the old man walked slowly and swayed, but he was able to keep up.

The abnormal scene attracted the vigilance of "Red Star"; he suddenly stood behind Qianqian, separating the old man who never left.

"Forward, do you know him?"

Xiangqian dumped a bunch of snacks into the car before turning back slowly: "Oh, I forgot to introduce you, the Lord of Hell—at least one of them—Mephisto!"

Looking at the astonished expression of "Red Star", he responded with an affirmative look forward.

"Yes, that's the one written in "Faust". Among the hell lords, the guy who likes to run to the world the most. In the future, you must remember that when you arrive in the United States, you must read the almanac before going out every day. This big What a hell of a day!"

That's right, the devil is also a kind of ghost... right?

"Red Star" made tactical gestures secretly as if facing a formidable enemy, and a group of bodyguards surrounded them, ready to draw their guns at any time.

"Take it easy, gentlemen. James and I are old friends, and I just came to catch up with him." Mephisto stood nonchalantly among a group of bodyguards.

No one paid any attention to him, and the bodyguards all opened their holsters, ready to draw their guns at any time.

"Okay, put away your guns, weapons are useless to him. Don't worry, as long as you don't sign a contract with him, he can't hurt anyone." Qianqian comforted the bodyguards, "I studied in the United States for four years, This old fellow comes to see me once a year, and I do know him quite well."

"Red Star" looked forward, and when he received an affirmative signal again, he waved his hand to let the bodyguards back away; while he himself was more than ten meters away, standing in a position where he couldn't hear normal speech and was within the range of the pistol Stand still, still staring at Mephisto.

But Xiangqian knows that there is no need for "Red Star" to worry.

Karma Taj's dimensional barrier has an absolute suppression effect on a big devil like Mephisto, including its devil body and real power, and none of it can penetrate the barrier.On the contrary, some little ghosts may be leaked by the dimension barrier.

The old man in front of him is just a projection, he doesn't even have the real power of a big devil, at most he can deceive ordinary people with some tricks.Of course, as a projection, it will not be harmed by weapons on the physical level.

For a big devil like Mephisto, the only loophole in the dimensional barrier is the contract.

Only after the contract is signed, can the soul of the contractor be used as a beacon and bridge to draw a trace of the power of the body into the world.Moreover, the power drawn over is extremely subtle, and in principle, can only be used on the contractor himself or people closely related to the contract.

Before signing the contract, the only thing Mephisto could use was the mouth full of nonsense that could deceive the dead.

"Hurry up if you have something to say, I'm very busy." Qiangqian said impatiently, "Don't tell me it's still for that deal."

"It's still for that deal." Mephisto looked at Qianqian with a half-smile, rolled his eyes before turning around and preparing to leave.

"Don't you listen to my conditions?" Mephisto raised his voice, "I no longer ask for exclusive cooperation, I only ask for my regional dimension to be linked with your soul. As far as I know, this is more Certain sites have much more lenient contracts for contributions.”

He stopped walking forward, turned around and asked curiously: "It's really interesting, why did you lower the price again? Since the first time we met ten years ago, every time you offered a new price, you have been backing down."

"In business, you always have to bargain to find a price acceptable to both parties." Mephisto shrugged.

"Can you accept this new price? You don't need to do anything, and my hell dimension won't have any impact on your soul universe; after all, every world always has a kingdom of the dead."

Qianqian doesn't believe Mephisto's nonsense at all; the power of a universe's rules has put a lot of pressure on his soul, and it took him 20 years to establish a basic balance; linking another hell dimension will not produce any Influence?You might as well go back to hell and lie to ghosts!

"Before I answer your question, I have a question to ask you; this question has troubled me for a long time, but you have not given me an explanation." Looking forward to Mephisto, "How do you know about my soul universe? secret?"

"Is this a test of sincerity before a deal?"

"You should be!"

Mephisto showed a secretive smile: "Your soul universe is certainly a little-known secret in the world, but it has long been widely circulated in the dimension of hell. Not only a few hell lords, but also most powerful lords And all know."

"In other words, it's not a secret among the upper echelons of the hell dimension. It's just that some people are not interested and are too lazy to come to you; but I am more interested."

Qiangqian frowned: "How did this secret spread?"

"I don't know, I really don't know!" Mephisto spread his hands helplessly, "It just spread like this, as if we should know."