Devil's Department Store

It should be safe to hand over this matter to Belphegor, the slacker demon king is still very reliable at such a time, Miser sat leisurely behind the cash register and waited for Belphegor's good news.

The little cat is very anxious, the plot in its mind has fast forwarded to the incident where the devil king inhumanely destroys the clerk.

Of course, it doesn't matter if the clerk is dead or not, Miser must be fine, she doesn't want to be a stray cat at all...

At this moment, Miser's hand suddenly rang, and the kitten flipped backwards in fright, screaming: "The devil's phone?!"

Did the fact that Miser called someone else's husband come to light so quickly!

"Hush!" Miser was speechless, "Can you calm down?"

The devil just left the house for less than 5 minutes, are you crazy? Call him.

Pick it up and see, sure enough, it's just a text message from a witch.

But why was the witch texting him?Miser thought about it, opened it and found that it was a location address.

"Huh?" Miser was confused, "What do you mean?"

Robert went up to take a look, blinked his small eyes and said, "This place looks familiar."

After a moment of silence, Robert suddenly let out a cry.

Miser: "?"

Robert opened his mouth wide and said, "Isn't this the city next to the angel hunting area!"

Miser was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized what was going on, and scrolled down, only to see that there were still two words under the address.

"Help".

Miser: "..."

Are you serious?Belphegor has only been out for 5 minutes, you follow me?

"The witch is in danger!" Robert didn't know what Miser was thinking, and was so nervous that he almost broke his voice: "He met that angel?!"

Miser frowned, and said for a long time, "How is it possible? Witches are also human beings. Even if they meet angels, why should angels do anything to them?"

"But he sent this text message," Robert whispered, "could it be because of the puppet he brought with him?"

Grass, then this is possible.

After all, a witch is a human being. Generally speaking, as long as she doesn't use magic, even if she is shopping in front of an angel with a broom, the other party may regard her as a sanitation worker.

But he took that soulless puppet with him wherever he went. It was like the brightest light bulb in the night among the crowd. If he really bumped into an angel, the other party would be blind and couldn't see him.

Miser almost affirmed Robert's guess in his heart, and hated iron and steel: "Can't this guy let go of his damn doll when he is running around? But at this time...he deserves to be caught Stop and kill!"

"Then what should we do?" Robert said nervously, "Are we going to save him?"

Miser frowned and said, "This guy probably sent me more than just a text message, and it didn't take me to save him, and Bei... Figoer has already gone out, so he should be fine."

As he said that, Miser forwarded the address to the Demon King. Although Belphegor in the human world didn't carry a mobile phone, he in hell should receive the same information, right?There will be no delay in the middle, right?

"Is it really going to be all right?" Robert was very worried.

Although the incident has been going on for a while, it is the first time it happened to their acquaintances. The kitty is somewhat scared, and both it and Miser clearly heard what Belphinger said before going out, and the other party did not We must be able to deal with the angel before the witch is killed.

But so what?Succubus thought indifferently.

Even if the witch is really dead, the impact on him is actually not that big, after all, the other party is just a middleman introducing business, but now the devil's department store already has a source of customers, and he has no shortage of this channel, regardless of whether the witch can He could buy the information or magic props from other people. According to the devil's way of thinking, he had no reason to take risks for the witch.

"So what if something happens? Who made him careless, and he is still running around at this time." Miser said annoyedly: "Telling the news to Belphinger is already doing my best to help him, what will happen after that? It depends on luck, even if he is really unlucky and he is not rescued in time, it has nothing to do with me."

Robert opened his mouth and stared at him blankly.

After a long time, the little cat said, "Then why don't you wear a coat?"

While pulling the zipper, Miser said stubbornly: "I'm worried about Figo! Go out and have a look!"

Robert: "...To be honest, I think Figo should be more worried about you."

"Whatever," Miser said stubbornly, "I just like looking for excitement, and I like to relax when there are perverted killers outside, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, of course you're happy." The little cat said, and climbed onto Miser's shoulder three times.

"What are you doing?" Miser stared at it.

Robert said confidently: "I want to go with you!"

"Are you crazy!" Miser hurriedly threw it to the ground.

But the kitten was so flexible that Miser couldn't catch it at all, and Robert cried, "I know what you want to say, but I don't care! I'm going with you! You didn't take me with you last time, right angel, you Do you know how worried I am!"

Miser didn't bother to talk nonsense with it. With a fake move, he grabbed the kitten by the back of the neck and said, "I'm the boss, and I have the final say in this store, understand? If I say you are not allowed to go, you are not allowed to go." go!"

Robert tried his best to resist Mazhu's instinct, struggled, and said stubbornly: "I don't understand! I only know that if something happens to you, I will have no home again!"

Miser was taken aback.

Robert sniffled and looked at him with red eyes: "If there is any accident, I would rather be with you."

"Misser, I don't want to be a stray cat anymore."

Miser showed an awkward expression, put the kitten on the cash register, and said, "Hey, don't be like this, you still have Amy, you should be happy if something happens to me."

"But what's the use of saying it now?" cried Robert, "I love you more than Amy already!"

"Ah, here," Miser said awkwardly, "don't love me, it won't work."

"Whoa, whoa, you're an asshole..."

The bastard Miser had no choice but to take the kitten with him in the end. After all, in his opinion, the possibility of danger was not that great.

After all, he had no intention of dealing with Angel himself.

In fact, in Miser's opinion, there is a high probability that they will see Belphegor who just happened to deal with the angel after they go out, or the witch is unlucky and what they see is the dead body of the other party.

Even if it was really such a coincidence that they happened to hit the scene where the angel was catching the witch, all they had to do was delay the time.

Belfinger could search the dangerous area where the angel had appeared in 25 minutes. After getting the specific address, even if he didn't make it in time to save people, it would be only one or two minutes.

Miser asked himself that he could still survive this little time, and he was not in vain for 300 years in hell.

But before going out, Miser still couldn't help but "hiss" and said brokenly, "This time it's a fight."

When this matter is over, the witch must be hit hard.

Misser didn't inform the other shop assistants, and slipped out quietly with Robert on his shoulders.

Devil Department Store located the safe area closest to the address. As soon as they went out, Miser found that they were in an empty street. Looking around, there was no one there.

Miser gritted his teeth: "What is he doing in this kind of place? At least find a place where there are more ordinary people to go shopping. It's so secluded. If the angel doesn't kill him, he will kill anyone!"

Robert didn't dare to vent his anger, and whispered: "Go and see how the witch is doing!"

The exact address left by the witch was in an alley behind this street. Miser took the time to run there, praying in his heart while running, never see the witch's body, never see the witch's body— —Of course, it's not a good thing to see an angel strangling a witch.

Robert said: "Isn't the worst case scenario that the witch is dead, the angel hasn't left, and Figore hasn't arrived yet?"

Miser: "..."

Miser: "Shut up!"

They ran all the way to the entrance of the alley, and before turning in, they saw a severed limb on the ground.

is a hand.

Robert gasped, stifling the scream.

Miser calmly said: "The woman's hand, and it has no blood, is a witch's doll."

He grabbed the kitten into his hand, covered the other's mouth, padded his feet, and leaned towards it quickly and quietly, but the closer he got, the faster Miser's heart beat, until the sound like a drum beating almost broke the charm. Miser's heart sank.

The devil's instinct can't lie, the guy in the alley is much more vicious than Quan Angel.

Miser took a deep breath, then poked his head out quietly, and saw the witch in the deepest part of the alley, and the angel with his back to the alley, blocking him.

The angel didn't show its wings or wear a halo. It looked like an ordinary person with a straight back, but the ground was full of doll stumps. Half of the girl's head was crushed. The heart given to the witch, which was once alive, rolled into the corner of the wall, turned gray and purple, and no longer beat.

Miser couldn't help cursing inwardly, the angel killed the witch without any effort, yet he had to dismember the puppet like this in front of the latter, the more normal-looking guy is, the more perverted he is!

The witch was facing the entrance of the alley, her beautiful face was already as pale as paper, he looked at the angel with despair and fear in his eyes, and said angrily: "At least she is innocent, why did you do this?"

Miser couldn't see the angel's expression, but he heard the other party laugh and said, "Innocent? Do you mean this unclean thing? Another point to correct, there is nothing innocent in this world. People are born with sins and sins." It is not a pity to die."

"However, when I destroyed it, the expression on your face was very interesting," the angel said with a smile, "You must have been praying to God at that time, right? Did you remember to repent?"

Never heard such a disgusting laugh, Miser thought blankly, looking at it this way, Belphinger usually smiles very cutely.

"Unclean? You are the disgusting guy!" The witch looked at the angel with disgust, and said, "Yes, I am not your opponent, but you will not be arrogant for long, and heaven has already started to track down this matter matter, and you killed an ordinary human just now, they will not let you go!"

The angel really laughed out loud this time, and said, "Are you serious? Are you going to wait for heaven to punish me? Hahahahahaha, ah, but those human beings, after all, they have no faith. If they kill a little bit casually, the problem should be Still not big."

The angel could even say this, and Miser's teeth turned cold when he heard it. Although the angels before were not things, at least they had [-]% of normal brain circuits. What's going on with this guy?Heaven recruits people with their feet!

Obviously, the witch also thought the same way. He looked at the angel as if he was looking at a demon—sorry, insulting the demon, but that's about it.

When Miser saw this, he couldn't help praying in his heart. This angel looked like a happy criminal. Witch, aren't you usually good at singing?Talk more shit!The more the merrier!Delay more time, when Belphegor comes, everyone will be saved, and he doesn't have to go out!

However, they had no tacit understanding. In the next second, the witch roared angrily, trying to cast magic at the angel, but the angel moved too fast. As soon as the witch stretched out her hand, her arm was broken instantly, and she pinched her neck and pressed her. on the wall.

The witch let out a scream, and grabbed the opponent's wrist with her good hand, but the difference in strength lies here, and the angel's hand remained motionless like a pair of steel tongs.

"Tsk tsk tsk," the angel gasped, "Look at how weak you humans are. Even if you learn witchcraft from heretics, it's still useless at all. If heaven doesn't protect you, there are so many monsters of non-human race. How to survive?"

The witch really wanted to spit on his face and scold him a few more words, I am alive and well!A bastard like you is the obstacle to the survival of all human beings!

But he couldn't speak anymore, his face turned purple, and he could only make a crackling sound from his throat.

The angel looked at him with pity, slowly closed his palms, and said, "To be honest, your soul is not bad, but it's a pity that you are a heretic, and we can't meet again in heaven."

The witch's eyes were getting darker and darker, and she was about to lose consciousness. Her last thought was, if she had known that she would die this way, she might as well make a deal with that bastard Miser and sign a contract with him...