Marvel, who rescued him? !

"Uh~" Dormammu's reaction made Taylor stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, Taylor put away his left hand that was preparing for a sneak attack, pondered for a moment and said:

"There are no permanent enemies in the world, only eternal enemies. There is no banquet that never ends, only a banquet that ends. I think there may be a small misunderstanding between us."

"No - there is no misunderstanding. You used my name and your evil methods to deceive countless kind-hearted demon gods! Inducing the ignorant and stupid, as well as the weak and stupid, to come and cause trouble for me!"

Casillas Dormammu has a dark face.

Looking at Taylor, he felt like he was looking at sworn enemies.

It is conceivable that with the spread and proliferation of the dimensional demons' mutual financial assistance, there will eventually be an outbreak.

As for Dormammu, although the Dimensional Demon God Mutual Assistant Accounting has nothing to do with him, it is under his banner. Many demon gods are also doubtful and look at his name to join.

Thinking about it, it won't be long before this mine explodes sooner or later.

And his reputation as the Lord of the Dark Dimension, Dormammu, will also take a severe blow because he endorses a pyramid scheme!

This kind of hatred can be resolved by just saying a misunderstanding!

"I'm ninety-nine and you're one." Taylor said coldly.

"No! I want them all!" Dormammu's expression suddenly changed, his aura of shouting and killing disappeared, and he seriously discussed business with Taylor.

Taylor folded his hands on his chest, shook his head and said: "This is absolutely impossible. I can take another big step forward. I am ninety-eight point nine, you can take one point one."

"No!" Dormammu learned about this dimension of mutual financial assistance among demon gods through several demon gods he accidentally killed, and he immediately became greedy.

He accidentally killed the demon who defended his rights, but only got a small change, while Taylor, who had done nothing, easily ate his dinner.

Although he didn't understand why there were so many stupid demons rushing to give magic power to Taylor, it didn't stop him from wanting to eat everything in one bite.

reputation? What is reputation?

Dimension demons only talk about fists and reputation, and reputation is bullshit!

“I am the Lord of the Dark Dimension, the eternal Dimensional Demon God, the highest being in the world of black magic, a heavenly father-level being who is as powerful as Odin and Zeus.

Those silly demons, they all came here for their reputation, and I was responsible for the final blame. They came to the door for the problems that arose now, and I personally solved them. In my opinion, these demons Everything should be mine! "

"NO! NO! NO!" Taylor shook his fingers and said:

"You think they are here for you, but in fact they are here for the Dimensional Demon God Mutual Assistant Accountant. You are just a supplementary person. I am just doing things in your name.

And if something goes wrong while I'm doing things in your name, they'll go to someone else instead of you. You have no choice.

I can use you, Dormammu, and I can also use Shaomammu, Wumammu, a name, a codename, an image, as long as I want, you still have no choice, even Galactus must help the Dimension Demon God Financial Management Association endorsement.

I don't care about this. After all, this is just an empty shell organization. I didn't show up like you, ready to run away with a bucket at any time. The question now is, do you want to get a little bit, or not get a bit at all. "

Dormammu was furious when he heard this, you damn liar!

Seeing that Dormammu was furious and wanted to take action, Taylor changed his voice and said:

"Of course, there is another way to divide it into 50-50."

50/50? Dormammu's heart moved, and he put it away and was about to clap Taylor's hand.

First let’s talk about who is five!

"This is conditional. When I say 50/50, I mean not only the magic energy that the demon gods have deposited into the Dimensional Demon God Mutual Assistance Account, but also the magic energy contained in the demon gods who come to trouble you. .

At that time, I will conduct PY transactions with high-level observers, and then publish a video to ask them to come to you to defend your rights and collect interest.

Then, that group is special. "

After counting with his fingers, Dormammu frowned, looked at Taylor and said:

"How do I feel? In that case, not only will I not get magic energy from you, but I will also give you magic energy in the end! Are you lying to me, you bastard?!"

Taylor shook his head and said:

"You have to think about it this way, these demon gods would not come to find you originally, but now these demon gods will come to find you. You have gained a lot of magic energy, and I have also gained a lot of magic energy. It is a win-win situation for us! "

A win-win situation means that I won twice without doing anything.

Some truth.

Dormammu thought.

In the past, he stayed alone in the dark dark dimension, with only some weak bugs believing in and calling him.

He wants to devour the world to increase his power, but he always encounters some weird guys who yell and kill him. What's wrong with him? He just wants to give every world a warm and comfortable home.

But now, people are sitting at home, pies are coming from the sky, and the takeaways they eat every day are like opening blind boxes, always filling Dormammu with expectations.

Human greed is insatiable, and the devil's greed is even more pure.

After eating the pie, Dormammu wanted to taste the cake.

After spending the price to find the origin, Dormammu searched for himself...

Dormammu:? ?

Mistake, try again.

So, finally he found Taylor, so he wanted to eat the big cake made by Taylor in one bite.

"So, happy working together?" Taylor asked softly.

Dormammu smiled brightly, looked at Taylor and nodded:

"Then we'll work together happily."

This is the wisdom of the devil. Eat what is on your lips first, and then snatch what is in other people's pots.

"Then should we sign a contract?" Taylor said.

How can empty words be more effective than a contract?

This is different from paper documents written in black and white. Contracts in the magical world have more restrictions. If you want to violate the contract, you must pay a huge price.

Therefore, a contract master like Mephitus never violates the contract, but plays word games on the contract, or directly induces others to sign the contract.

Sometimes it's not for anything, just to use the loopholes in the contract to tease others. This is his favorite.

If Tyler was Johnny Blaze, the Ghost Rider who was deceived by Mephitos, the first thing Tyler would do after signing the contract would definitely be to consult Better Call Saul with the contract document. After all, lawyers like them play with the terms. The most professional.

Dormammu let out a particularly unpleasant laugh in his throat, looked at Taylor and said:

"Of course I have to sign a contract, but I don't trust you at all~"

"Both each other~" Taylor's eyes focused on Dormammu, staring at the other person's dark face and said:

"So, who's going to draw up the contract?"

Dormammu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the image of Taylor being cunning and cunning, secretly mocking him flashed through his mind.

Then Dormammu said:

"Of course I will draft the contract myself! My majestic Lord of the Dark Dimension, you won't be able to trust me, right?"