The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

"Destroy?" William grinned, "Why destroy it? Isn't it just a thousand evil spirits? Do you really think that Mephisto lacks evil spirits?"

"It's nothing more than planning for so many years, luring a whole village of believers to degenerate, but in the end the archangel messed up. Mephisto couldn't swallow this breath."

"Before you got this contract, it has existed for at least hundreds of years, and it has changed owners several times. You don't think about why those who got the contract didn't open it for such a long time."

"This..." Hearing William's guess, the old knight couldn't help but fell silent, and then he thought about what William said just now that Mephisto would come soon.

"You came here to meet the Demon Lord Mephisto?"

"That's right," William nodded directly, "The Devil King of Hell is not invincible, otherwise the earth would have been captured by them long ago, and only people like you who stole Mephisto's power are so afraid of him.

It's a pity that you vengeful spirits just can't figure it out, the one who should really be afraid is Mephisto."

Should Mephisto be afraid of me?This is so possible?

Before the old knight recovered, William continued, "Okay, if you don't want to see Mephisto, you'd better leave quickly, the old thing is coming."

William threw a gold coin with skulls on both sides towards John Wickding's cemetery, ignored the Ghost Rider behind him, turned around and looked at the buildings in New York,

But in my heart, I was thinking about how to make a fuss about the Saint Van Gonzale Contract.

As he was thinking about it, a familiar smell of sulfur came to his nose, which woke William who was in deep thought and disrupted his thoughts.

"What about people?"

William looked at his phone and said unhappily, "What's the rush, the time hasn't come yet."

Although Mephisto didn't know why William was obviously emotional, he was happy when William was upset.

Fortunately, at this time, Mephisto was mostly focused on the soul he was about to meet, so he didn't want to stimulate William, who seemed a little crazy in his eyes, because of this,

In case he didn't see the soul that he had searched for more than ten hours without finding any useful clues.

Changing the subject, he asked, "Where's Bernard?"

"You really think I'm a thug, bastard," William squinted and lied, "I'd rather pretend I didn't see your idiot heir, than give you a big gift package with my own hands.

Also, are you really going to devour your heirs? "

Mephisto was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that William would let go of Bernard at the expense of others, and did not want him to benefit.

Mephisto, who couldn't find Benar's trace in hell, looked at William angrily and admired, "I'm a demon, isn't this a normal thing for demons?"

"Damn, you're so disgusting," William took a few steps aside in disgust, and said half-truthfully, "You'd better get the hell out of me as soon as this thing is over, otherwise, I probably won't be able to bear it." I want to kill you."

"When you learn more about hell, you will find that I am definitely a normal demon." Mephisto said with a smile, "Do you want me to tell you?"

"Shut up," William interrupted him directly, which made Mephisto's eyes glow inexplicably.

I wondered whether William was really afraid of those disgusting things, or deliberately left holes for him to exploit.

The two stood together silently and waited for more than ten minutes. At two o'clock in the afternoon New York time, a dozen private cars followed a hearse and drove into the cemetery.

All the way to the slope where William was standing and stopped, and then a group of men and women in black suits and black skirts came down.

When John Wick got out of the car, he noticed William and Mephisto standing on the slope.

Seeing William, who was holding an umbrella and looking at him, Wick's sad eyes finally showed some light.

After greeting William with a wave, he walked to the cemetery protecting his deceased wife's coffin.

"That scruffy guy with the unshaven beard who hasn't washed his hair in days, is that the one you're talking about?"

William turned his head and gave Mephisto a mocking look. He didn't believe that the old devil would fail to see the specialness of John Wick.

According to some sayings, the protagonist in a movie like John Wick is the Son of Destiny, the Son of Destiny who can never die,

In the lives of these people, Mephisto, the super devil, is just a supporting role, a passer-by, or a boss waiting to be killed.

Looking at the sympathetic expression in William's eyes, Mephisto didn't know whether he should be angry or not while he was puzzled.

He could only squint and stare at John Wick for a long time.

Soon Mephisto, who was in hell, felt John Wick's heart at this time, although it was full of love,

But the thick bloody smell on the soul, and those souls killed by him, roared wildly in hell, roaring and wanting to swallow John Wick.

Mephisto showed a big smile. If this kind of person does not go to hell, God will not agree.

He said to William confidently, "It is indeed a very interesting soul, I hope you have prepared a thousand souls, otherwise, you will have to pay other prices."

Speaking of the soul, Mephisto rolled his eyes, thinking about stealing the soul of John Wick's late wife Helen.

Using his magic power, he looked at the cemetery and the coffin, but found that no matter how hard he searched, Helen's soul could not be found at all.

Hell, Mephisto immediately turned his head to look at William, and saw William smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and the skeleton gold coin thrown out before appeared in his hand without any warning.

"Hmph, I've been on guard against you for a long time, old man, did you see that John Wick was full of reluctance, so he planned to detain his dead wife in hell and let him go with him?"

Looking at the skeleton gold coin in William's hand, Mephisto's eyes flashed with anger, but he could grab it, and the thought was thrown out of his mind in just a moment.

I also thought about why I didn't find John Wick when I was investigating the cemetery before. It must be William who got in the way.

"Hehe, when dealing with an old ghost like you, you can only seek no merit but no fault." Feeling the soul in the skeleton gold coin, William said with a smile, "Otherwise, I don't know why you have been fooled by you." .

"Hey hey hey, I'm starting to like this game, but it's just the beginning, and that soul will definitely be mine." Mephisto stepped back with a smile, hid in the rain and left.

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