Devil's Department Store

Although tens of thousands of demons have been assembled quickly, and new demons are constantly joining the team, in the final analysis, demons that can be easily bewitched by succubi are not that strong. If you want to confront the demon dragon head-on , there must be a high-ranking demon with sufficient strength to join.

The witch gave Miser the list from the very beginning, and now is a good opportunity to negotiate.

Miser didn’t dress up so grandly this time. Having been in hell for more than 200 years, Miser clearly knows that for the insatiable devil, your attention to him will only become a bargaining chip for him to sit on the ground. He will listen to you carefully when you don't have to have him.

The succubus still had the same young human appearance, but it was dressed a little more formally. The unicorn moon wanted to come up to give him a blessing, but walked two steps closer and walked away in a panic.

"Oh," Miser said calmly, "the shirt inside is Figore's."

Everyone: "..."

Although she has already lied to others under the guise of Belphegor's wife, it's still not good to wear the current boyfriend's shirt to save her ex-boyfriend!

Ignoring everyone's complicated gazes, Miser tucked his shirt into his trousers again. It was too long, thanks to his thin waist and wearing a coat, otherwise he would definitely be seen.

Of course, Miser didn't wear Belphegor's clothes for any strange play, but because the clothes had the breath of a demon king, which could more or less intimidate the half-blood demon dragon, because of the race, and the deterrent power of the succubus. Still too weak.

"Come on," Miser urged. "Hurry up."

Being able to have more than 3000 followers when all demons are afraid of the supervision of hell shows the strength of that half-blood dragon. Live happily in the world.

The meeting place was a villa, of course not like Miser, who had to search for a loan from the vampire family, which he bought in the world.

Miser was followed by the werewolves and vampires who supported the scene. He couldn't help feeling sore in his heart, and then entered the room.

The human form of the half-blood dragon is tall and muscular. He looks like he is in his 30s, with a huge scar on his face. He is wearing a suit and sitting on the opposite side of the long table with his chin raised, looking at Miser.

The other party seemed to disdain Miser, but the succubus clearly saw that the other party's body tensed up when he entered the door.

Belphegor's shirt is still useful.

But even Belphegor's breath would have such a big reaction, can this half-blood dragon really fight that dragon from hell?

Thinking about it, Miser sat down quietly, and Andrew and Harry stood up straight behind him with serious faces.

"Be... the wife of the demon king?" The half-blood dragon seemed to want to call Belphegor's name directly, but then changed his mouth, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "I know your recent actions, and I also heard that what happened in hell."

"Then you should also know the purpose of my visit this time." Miser looked up at him.

"Forgive me," the half-blooded dragon said sarcastically, "a king who has already been defeated, what reason should I have to help you save him? If I defeat the new king of hell, I will Why give up the throne to your wimpy...weak...husband who will be sealed by your opponent?"

Miser: "..."

Aren't you terrified of Belphegor? You know he's been sealed, and you don't even dare to say a word of rubbish.

Miser began to doubt the correctness of his negotiation. If the other party was so afraid of Belphegor, would he really have the ability to fight the dragon?

Miser looked at the other person with an arrogant gaze that he didn't realize, at least [-]% similar to Belphegor's. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and said indifferently: "Sorry, I probably came to the wrong place."

The half-blooded dragon is also quite a powerful demon, how could it bear Miser's attitude, and immediately said angrily: "Stop! What do you mean by being in the wrong place? Tell me clearly!"

After sleeping with Belphegor for so long, Miser would be afraid of a demon dragon. The succubus didn't pay attention to him at all. He stood up straight and looked down at him with a blank expression on his face. Said: "Am I being too tactful? Well, let's be straightforward. I don't think you are the opponent of that dragon. Negotiating with you is a waste of time, so I have to leave, understand?"

The half-blood dragon was furious and roared: "Who gave you the courage to judge me like this?! You don't even know how powerful I am!"

"So you mean you are valuable to me?" Miser raised an eyebrow.

At this moment, the half-blood demon dragon realized that he had been brought into the opponent's rhythm, but no matter how he reacted at this time, he couldn't save face, so he could only sit back on his buttocks, and suppressed his anger: "Of course!"

Seeing this, Miser reluctantly sat back and said calmly, "In this case, let's talk."

Having said all that, the Half-Blood Demon Dragon is of course not qualified to take Joe's price, so he can only hold his nose and acquiesce.

As Miser expected at the beginning, the only thing these demons lingering in the world want is profit, and the other party really hopes to get rid of their identity as black households and gain a place in hell.

Hell didn't need them in the past, and the dragon doesn't need them now. Helping Belphegor regain the throne is indeed the only way out, but they also have concerns.

If they can win, Belphegor can wake up, that's good, but if they lose, Belphegor can't wake up, they will completely offend the current devil king of the first hell, hell used to think it was troublesome to deal with them, yes They turn a blind eye and close their eyes, and it will be different after that. They will definitely be driven out.

When Miser heard this, he smiled and said, "There is no such thing as a business that is sure to make a profit."

He looked straight into the other person's eyes and said: "I won't say that I will definitely win, but I have an 80.00% probability that I will not lose. If you believe me, then we will continue to talk. If you back down, then I will now leave."

The 80.00% probability is of course nonsense, but Miser believes that when the other party stopped him, he had already made a choice. The news of his recruitment has been spread for a long time. Very sufficient, if the half-blood dragon didn't want to give it a shot, he wouldn't have agreed to meet him from the very beginning.

The fact is indeed so, no matter how much the half-blood dragon struggled, he finally nodded.

The next part of the negotiation is the field that the succubus is best at. After some haggling, the half-blood demon dragon agreed to join Miser's counterattack army, and Miser promised the other party a reward after winning and an internal referral from Hell Foreign Trade Company quota.

After the contract was drawn up, Miser stood up. His target was not only the half-blood dragon, but also seven other forces that needed to rush to the field.

The expression of the half-blood demon dragon also completely changed, he stood up and sent the succubus out, and he also had a good attitude towards werewolves and vampires, completely ignoring the previous provocation.

It wasn't until the figure of the succubus disappeared that the half-blood demon dragon let out a breath slowly.

Seeing this, the little devil next to him couldn't help but said: "Brother, he came to ask for cooperation, so we don't have to keep our posture so low..."

Hearing the words, the half-blood demon dragon glanced at him coldly, until the other party fell silent, and then said: "You know what a fart!"

When the succubus first entered the door, the half-blood demon dragon really didn't think highly of him. After all, the impression that this kind of nearly extinct demon left on everyone was on the bed. He restrained himself a little because of Miser's powerful aura. , did not go directly to molesting.

Before today's negotiation, the Half-Blood Demon Dragon had always believed that Miser was attracting many followers through the name of the Demon King. Facts have proved that he was very wrong. This Succubus may not be strong, but at the negotiating table The level of calmness and aura in the body are not what ordinary demons can have, and even he has fallen into a disadvantage invisibly.

In addition, not everyone can pick up the backhand and organize people to rescue him after sheltering his thigh.

In fact, the half-blood demon dragon would also inquire about some news about hell. He knew that the demon king of the first hell did not declare the succubus as his queen at all.

But this fact probably does not need the demon king to announce it at all. He thought, there is no doubt that after this incident, this succubus will become the queen of the first hell, and all demons will think so, even if the demon king has other ideas. There will be no changes in the brains of demons who admire the strong.

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Maybe it was really the prayer alliance of the three mascots that worked. Miser's plan went very smoothly. In just one and a half months, Miser went from a small department store owner to the leader of an army of fifty thousand demons.

Robert opened his mouth and said stupidly: "It's like a dream..."

Al murmured: "I also feel... I thought I was just selling myself to work for the devil before, but now I'm a little worried. I don't think I'm going to betray Heaven in the war?"

Miser was arranging his clothes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Harry calmly pointed out: "Misser already possesses this energy, and when he forms a contract with most of the inhuman forces in the world, he can actually do a lot of great things, but he doesn't care about it, and he doesn't intend to use it. It can only be said that the timing of the demon king's accident is too appropriate."

Miser was not happy when he heard this, and said, "What is too appropriate? Could it be that Belphinger wanted something to happen?"

How dare the vampire talk back to Miser, curled his lips, and stopped talking.

"Everything is almost ready," Miser said. "This matter cannot be delayed. I will set off to hell in two days."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Robert rubbed the succubus' leg tearfully: "Misser—"

Miser squatted down, and it was rare that he didn't dislike the other party. Instead, he reached out and touched the cat's head, and said, "I'll be fine, Robert."

Miser didn’t plan to let the shop assistants participate in this counterattack against hell. He only brought two werewolves with him. He promised that as long as the plan was successful, he would set them free.

Losing a lot of money, Miser couldn't help but feel heartbroken, but thinking about her bank card balance, the heartache seemed numb again.

"Can I really not go with you?" Robert sobbed.

"No." Miser said decisively.

In fact, the little cat has quarreled and quarreled many times over this matter, but unlike usual, this time Miser was not sure that he would survive, so he firmly rejected Robert.

"Then is there anything I can do for you?" Robert said unwillingly, "I want to do something for you! Miser!"

Miser's heart softened when he heard this, and he patted the cat's head and said, "Of course, you can watch the shop carefully, work hard... eat less food."

Robert: "... eat less food?"

Miser: "After all, I'm really poor. I can save a little bit."