I'm the Devil, Only Know How to Trade

The golden sky before seemed to be stained with blood at this moment. It wasn't that the setting sun was like blood, but that there seemed to be a sea of ​​blood floating in the air!

And Luo Feng's figure suddenly became mysterious and taller in the eyes of the two of them.

He's the devil, he really is the devil!

There was such a voice in Yang Nai's heart crying out.

The reason she was disrespectful to Luo Feng before was because he acted like a normal person, like a liar.

In today's society, it is becoming more and more difficult to deceive people, especially people like Yang Nai who have a very easy-to-use brain.

It's really not convincing without showing some supernatural means.

If Luo Feng had shown such a trick long ago, Yang Nai would never treat Luo Feng with the same attitude as before.

Of course, Luo Feng just doesn't care. If she believed it for the first time and signed the contract directly, wouldn't she be at a big loss?

He won't stop unless he squeezes everything out of the opponent.

"I am the devil, the devil who empowers you." Luo Feng turned around and looked at Kubo Ichiro, who sat down on the ground.

"Your wife and younger sister are all related to your boss?" Luo Feng sat on the ground and looked at him with a smile: "You have served him for 20 years. He introduced your wife to you. Your daughter's He goes to every birthday. You have already found out that something is wrong, but in the face of high salary, you swallowed your anger and beat and scolded your wife instead."

"That, that app is real..." Kubo Ichiro murmured.

"Of course." Luo Feng took a sip of red wine: "Originally, you were willing to bear it if it was only your wife, but after you found out that your own sister went to a love hotel with him, you couldn't bear it anymore, but you don't have the ability, you You don't even know where to get a gun, so you can only ask the devil for help, and ask the devil to help you get revenge, right?"

"Can you? Can you really avenge me?" Kubo Ichiro froze for a moment.

"Of course, I can give you strength and weapons, but I won't kill people." Luo Feng shook his head: "The devil likes to make deals, not to be a killer."

"But, if I kill him, I will go to jail..." Kubo Ichiro swallowed.

"Prison? You have already lived like this. His wife and sister are all his lovers." Luo Feng stood up and walked in front of him: "You are still afraid of death at this time, are you worthy of them? Do you think you are alive? Does it still make sense?"

Luo Feng also admires him for being able to endure like this...

pS: I don’t know how many chapters can be unblocked today. It is impossible to build the group before it is put on the shelves. If it is reported here, the book will be gone. If there are more ghosts in the group, I will be gone.

Chapter 038 A Miserable Life

The memory of Kubo Ichiro frantically flashed in his mind.

The admiration for his wife, the promise of a new marriage, the joy of having a child, the younger sister's promise to marry her brother when she grew up...

All this was broken by his boss.

When he was not a driver and went on a business trip, he returned home one day earlier, and what was waiting for him was not a gentle wife and a daughter who just called daddy, but that happy voice.

He knew his boss's car. At that time, he thought about calling the police, or picking up an iron rod to beat him to death, but what was his final choice?

He called his wife and told her he was back early and had just arrived at the station.

It didn't work for 5 minutes, his boss left his house.

When he got home, his wife was coaxing her daughter as if nothing had happened.

At that moment, his heart was very cold. He didn't know if his wife was doing that kind of thing in front of his daughter. The daughter was crying there, and she was screaming there.

In the next few years, his temper became more and more irritable. He often went to the custom shop to vent his anger, beat his wife when things went wrong, and even took his daughter for a paternity test.

Fortunately, the daughter is his own.

He didn't know when his wife and the boss hooked up, maybe after they had children, maybe after marriage, or even before marriage, before they met him.

It is very likely that she was the boss's lover, and she was just helping the boss raise his lover.

However, thinking about his good life, good treatment, his young daughter, and relying on his sister, he began to bear it with a cuckold.

Until his daughter went to high school and he went to pick her up, what did he see at this time?His favorite sister went to a love hotel with the boss!

He can bear what his wife says, but he can't bear his sister!

You know, he has always doted on his younger sister and regarded her as a taboo. His younger sister is 25 years old and has never even talked about love!

That's it, have a room with that bastard?

Maybe it's more than that, his sister and his wife may have been killed by their own boss...

At that time, his faith completely collapsed, and only revenge was on his mind.

He thought about dying together by driving, but the boss always had bodyguards with him when he went out. They were all powerful guys. He might be subdued by the bodyguards if he made a little move. When the boss was fine, he might be gone.

He thought about tampering with the car, but the boss had bodyguards to check the car every time he traveled.

After all, the boss is a gangster, and he is very cautious in doing things.

He didn't have a gun, and even if he could get one, he might not be able to hit someone.

At this time, the Seven Deadly Sins APP appeared, and he wrote his wish as if venting.

Unexpectedly, there is really a response?Did the devil really respond?

He was panting heavily, his eyes were red.

"Sign this, as long as you sign this, you will have the power of revenge, I promise, your boss will never appear on your wife and sister's bed again, I promise he will fall in a pool of blood, unable to move again "Luo Feng said softly.

Ichiro Kubo grabbed the ground with both hands, his fingers sinking into the soft soil.