Chapter 357: Devil trade in the name of the mother

"No, no, no! You have a problem with this statement, Little Dum." The gentleman-like Sophie Stowe extended his own civilization, pushed the Victor who pulled himself, and then gently in front of him. Shake his finger. "You should say that I am finally willing to come to you. This statement is more accurate!"
At this time, in this time, Victor was completely unable to accept the ridicule from Mephisto. He glared at his own eyes. He had no skin and no eyes. He almost licked the entire eye. come out.
"I don't have any mood to play any word games with you, Mephisto. Return my mother's soul to me!"
Looking at this fascinating Victor, Mephisto sneered at the hand of the civilization of the stick to the ground, and immediately an invisible shock wave slammed the whole person to the wall.
The heavy power made his now fragile body immediately like a scattered frame, and even if it moved, it would be filled with painful shackles.
At this time, Mephisto went to Victor's face, carrying a civilization rod, and cocked his head with the same grip on the rod, and scorned at him.
"What do you think I am doing, philanthropist? Victor von Dum, you have to know something, I can give you something, I can also deprive it. In front of me, you don't have any big big. Calling the right, do you understand?"
For such behavior as Mephisto, Victor gave such an answer. He struggled to squirm his own scorpion, squeezing a spit from blood and dead skin from a completely unrepaired trachea, and directly slammed into Mephisto.
A black, smoke-like evil suddenly popped out of Mephisto's side. It swallowed the saliva and sneered into Victor's body.
When it got in, Victor's entire body was like a magical cave, sending out thousands of evil spirits to cry. One after another horrible voice came out of his body, and one and another horrible evil spirits tore his body and drilled out of his body.
However, in the time of two or three breaths, his body is already riddled with holes. It is almost to be bitten by the evil spirits that have been drilled into a horse.
Even so, Victor did not make any noise. He still looked at Mephisto, and the hatred in his eyes was unforgettable.
He has already suffered from such inhuman pains. He seems to have incredible endurance at this moment. Mephisto’s punishment is nothing to him. This physical pain cannot shake his firm spirit and will.
Mephisto seems to have realized that this kind of small-handedness can't help this kind of mentally determined person. To make them succumb, they must spend more effort, so he stopped this meaningless move and ordered the evil spirits to re-drill back to Victor's body. He waited until his body was repaired again, and he squinted.
"My dear little dum. After so many years, you seem to be a lot stronger. I think we might be able to make a deal!"
"Transaction?" Victor's throat had just been bitten by a wicked, and now that it has begun to be repaired, it is a bit leaky. "Since my mother's business, I swear that there will be no deal with the devil!"
"Yes, that's a pity. Little Dum, you have to know that I intend to take your mother's soul as an item for this transaction. But since you don't want it, I won't force it. After all, I can be A fair businessman!"
The corner of the mouth pulls an exaggerated arc. Mephisto smiled and said a deal that Victor could not refuse.
And when I heard the deal, Victor, who had just vowed, was silent. Because he doesn't know how to make a decision.
Born in Latvia, a small country in Eastern Europe, he was raised by his mother. For the role of mother, he has extraordinary feelings. But her mother still has the identity of a different person. She is a gypsy witch, a magical user.
Victor's mother has been pursuing the path of magic, but when she pursued this path, she made a huge mistake. That was a deal with the king of demons, Mephisto. The consequence of this transaction was that her soul was stolen by Mephisto. And it is impossible to return it back.
In this way, the mother is the only one who cares about her existence, and Victor can't be reconciled. He is struggling. I learned the magic and science in a desperate way, and even came to the United States from the backward small place in Eastern Europe by scholarship, and took root here. And all his efforts, in order to one day, can find the legendary devil. Then recapture the soul of his mother from him.
Today, Mephisto appears in front of him. But he found that his efforts did not serve anything. The gap between them is very different, and it is almost impossible to complete their own dreams.
Unless he promises a deal that doesn't know what it is.
I don’t know how long it is, I don’t know how many times. Victor finally lowered his head and asked in a hoarse voice.
"The transaction you said. What kind of transaction is it?"
"That's right, that's right. Little Dum." Victor's compromise is already an obvious thing. So after hearing his question, Murphysto’s face immediately burst into awkwardness and some vicious smiles.
"Some things you need to know, little Dum. Your appearance today has nothing to do with me. Or if it weren't for me, you can only break into in pain. I am kind, so you listen. Listening to my trading guarantee is correct."
"Even if you have any different opinions, can we talk about it in fact?"
Listening to what it seems like a store salesman, Victor just raised his eyes slightly. Sophisto said so, he also listened. As for whether you believe it or not, it is his own business. Of course, if you believe this, then basically it means that his brain is definitely a problem.
"Consultation, what would you talk to me? I don't think you can kindly offer coupons to those who trade with you."
"Coupon? Is it necessary to go on a seven-day hell? If you want, I can give it to you now."
Mephisto laughed and said a funny joke, but Victor did not buy his account at all.
"Enough, Mephisto. Say your deal."
"Well, since you asked for it." Shrugging, Mephisto retracted his civilization. As he adjusted his collar, he said to Victor. "The trade I want to do is that you exchange the soul of a person with me. Use his soul to exchange the gifts I give you, and give you and your mother a chance to reunite."
"A man's soul?" Listening to the conditions of the transaction, Victor said to himself, and immediately asked his head and snorted. "What evil spirits are you playing again? Mephisto."
"Vicious idea, how can you say this to me? Child. I want to reunite your broken family. From this kind of good intention, I don't think I can add words like vicious to me. It’s the body.

"If you spit out in the devil's mouth, then you can still listen to the venom. I believe your fool is not dead. So don't talk about these useless nonsense, tell me why you want someone. Soul, and who is this person?"
"Why, this is still asking why?" Murphysto's face showed a hint of surprise, and then he became a little crazy. "Of course, because this soul has unparalleled value, it is worthy of me to exchange all my collections. In order to turn this soul into my collection, whether it is costing me to save your life, or take out your mother. The soul is a negligible price. I naturally have no reason to refuse."
"As for who this person is, really. Little Dum, I have already hinted at this level, you still can't think of who you are becoming this ghost?"
Mephisto almost said the name of this person. And such a clear hint is that Victor, who is not a fool, immediately returned to the taste.
"Susan? No, Susan doesn't have this kind of skill. You mean, Zhou Yi, that guy?"
"Of course, besides him, who do you think you can still have. I have felt his strength from the smell of the air, and it is obvious that you are burned by his flames. Although it seems to be just a little magical transmission. The rest of the temperature, but let you survive is not a problem!"
After sucking his nose, Mephisto pulled out a handkerchief and grabbed his mouth and nose, then smiled and answered Victor's question. But such an answer has attracted more questions.
"How is this possible? He is just an ordinary rich man. Can he say that he has other identities?"
"Of course, Little Dum. His identity will only be more complicated than you think."
I patted Victor's shoulder and looked at the body-like thing stuck to my hand. Mephisto took a finger and put it in his mouth and tasted it. Soon, his face showed a look of enjoyment. Looking at his look, Victor showed an undisguised disgust.
But disgusted to hate, since he has decided to deal with him. He naturally won't stop because of disgust.

Complex, what kind of identity can make you feel complicated?

"A rich man, this identity is the least fearful. Then he is still a superhero. This identity is worth your jealousy." Mephisto introduced, his face is getting more and more serious. "Finally, he is still a god. There is a existence that I have to scruple. So, it is not easy to take away his soul."
"If that's the case, then why are you still?"
"Because of this, his soul is very precious. Little Dum, I have told you everything you want to know, tell me your decision now." (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit http ://m.piaotian.net