Chapter 266: After the Fall, I Became You
“Holdon, Holdon!”
Seeing that Quagma was impatient to take action, Rango quickly jumped up to block him. among them.
"I have already talked with this guy, and I am sure it was not him, but the Satan guy who is doing the trick."
Although the brothers were a little surprised to see Lango here, they The anger didn't go away at all.
Lao Qiao put one hand on the ground and used the other hand to pick up the wheelchair that had hit the bar. The next second, golden light shimmered on the wheelchair, and a magic circle appeared.
Shadow Hunter’s exorcism circle?
Lange was surprised for a while, how come these magic circles in the Claret family are just like wholesale ones and can be seen everywhere.
And now he finally understood why Old Qiao always used his wheelchair as a magic weapon to eliminate demons
On the other side, Old Qiao was holding the metal wheelchair with one hand and staring straight at it. Lucifer said in a low voice: "Don't tell me that you forgot our [peace agreement]. The reason why you have been able to live freely in the world for so many years is because you have an obligation to tell us about the movements of the demons in hell. As long as you have the intention to invade the human world, Yes, you have to tell us quickly. Did you drink too much this time?”
"Uh"
Lucifer twitched his lips in embarrassment, "Satan now controls the whole hell. All my former subordinates have mixed up with him. How can anyone give me tips?"
"Okay, okay, you're not willing to tell the truth, are you!"
Quigma looked at the enchanting female Lucifer in front of him, and his heart was already itching. As soon as he heard that she dared to speak harshly, he immediately took off his pants to "educate" her.
“Wait, wait!”
Seeing Quagma charging towards him with his bare buttocks, Lucifer was so frightened that he raised his hands above his head, fearing that he would be "spoiled" by Quagma. I saw a flash of black light on his body, and he instantly changed back to his suit and leather look.
But not only did Quagma not stop, but he rushed faster, with a strange excitement on his face.
When Lucifer saw this posture, he quickly explained: "I just wanted to see the strength of Satan, and I really didn't want to harm your cabin. But I didn't expect that bastard didn't take the initiative, and just sent some minions. Come on up.”
“I’ll cover all your losses, okay? I know there is an oil field in Africa that no one knows about, and it will be enough for you to fund for hundreds of years!”
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After hearing this, Quagma stopped waving his tongue with an excited expression on his face, stopped suddenly with his feet, and stopped in front of Lucifer.
"If you had said so earlier, stop pretending to be a woman in front of me in the future, it's disgusting!"
Quigma glanced at him angrily, turned around and talked to Lao Qiao for a while They were whispering to each other, wondering what they were discussing.
“I’m not pretending to show you.”
Lucifer muttered quietly, then gave Lango a gentle smile, and calmly sat back down at the bar.
Soon, four people gathered in front of the bar. In addition to Rango and Lucifer who were sitting there, Quagma and Old Joe also joined them.
“Alas”
As soon as Lao Qiao sat down, he raised his head and drank a large glass of beer, and then sighed helplessly, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.
Lango asked with concern: "Are the losses heavy?"
"Yes, in addition to the operational agents who performed special tasks, the number of employees stationed at each stronghold had more than 1,000 casualties. Half.”
As he spoke, Lao Qiao took out a few cigars from his pocket, distributed them to everyone, then lit them with a lighter, took a deep breath and continued, "The wooden house is different from MIB. They are facing aliens, those troops and police teams As soon as the elites heard that they were fighting aliens, they enthusiastically signed up. But what we faced in the cabin were all kinds of dark creatures, evil spirits, ghosts, and even angels and demons, and almost no one wanted to join us. "< br>
"We have managed to recruit some people over the years, but we lost half of them tonight. Fake, Satan's move is too cruel!" Old Qiao cursed angrily.
Quigma held the cigar under his crotch. When he picked it up again, the end of the cigar was already burning red.
He took a deep breath and said slowly: "It's not just Satan, there are riots of dark creatures all over the world tonight. Rango, our world is becoming increasingly unsafe."
Hearing this, Lange glanced at the two brothers who were puffing away strangely. As the leaders of the organization that resists dark creatures in North America, these two people know that monsters are causing trouble all over the country and just don't solve them. They are still in the mood to sit here and smoke and drink.
He shook his head helplessly, laser eyes shot out, and after lighting the cigar, he asked doubtfully: "Why didn't I see turbulent scenes in New York and Los Angeles?"
When leaving New York, Lango once Quickly passing over the city, except for the door to hell that was coming toward him, he saw almost no dark creatures causing trouble.
The same is true in Los Angeles. There is not even a shadow of the Gate of Hell. There are only a group of people in strange costumes holding a Halloween parade on the street, and there is no trace of monsters at all.
“Aren’t you talking nonsense, Rango?” Quagma replied speechlessly, “That hotel in Brooklyn is home to a large group of monster ancestors, and all the dark creatures in New York have been destroyed by Dracula. Ladang is imprisoned in a hotel as a coolie. Now New York is almost becoming a forbidden area for dark creatures!"
"As for Los Angeles"
He glanced at Lucifer, who was lying on the bar playing with a wine glass, and the meaning was self-evident.
Lango nodded slightly when he saw this, okay, although this Lucifer seems a bit unreliable, his reputation is indeed loud enough. Wherever he is, not even dark creatures dare to attack easily. .
Lao Qiao stopped talking about those troublesome things, put his arm on Lango's shoulder, and acted like an experienced person, "Enjoy life, man. Don't always think about big things like saving the world. After all, those ancient gods only have less than a year left to break the seal. No matter how hard you try now, it will be in vain."
"Then you will take over Lucifer's oil fields?" Lan. Ge replied.
“We know that the end of the world is coming, but those rich people don’t know that.” Lao Qiao said matter-of-factly, “When the time comes, we will sell the oil field and the money from the sale will be enough for us. Come and give pensions and severance pay to the brothers in the wooden house. Give each of them a few million dollars so that they can live a better life in the last year of their lives, right?”
".Okay."
Lango nodded and chose silence.
At this time, the atmosphere in the bar suddenly became a little quiet after the previous noise.
Except for the laughter of Teddy and others in the booth at the back, the bar looked particularly deserted, and the atmosphere on both sides formed a sharp contrast.
From the perspective of Yumi and others, the backs of these four people looked like four frustrated middle-aged men, drinking to drown their sorrows.
"So."
Finally, Lange broke the silence. He looked at Quagma and Lao Qiao and asked seriously: "If this oil field is sold, how much money can I get?"
"." Several people were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and laughed in unison.
"Haha, Lange, don't worry, as long as Lucifer doesn't give you a small oil field, with your position, you can get at least hundreds of millions." Quagma patted his chest. Assured.
"Don't worry, I am Lucifer, how can I be stingy? Just wait until you become the richest man in the world in a year."
"Hahaha"
After the laughter, wait for the atmosphere to relax a little Some, Lange took the initiative to ask: "Satan's return this time, the movement seems a bit small, just targeting the wooden house. What do you think?"
Old Qiao shrugged and said matter-of-factly: "Of course he will target us. After all, the last time this guy appeared in the world, it was your grandfather, Old Anderson, who broke up his clone."
Seeing Lango's confused look, Old Qiao added: "Your grandfather was there. Not only was he an exorcist in the Vatican, he was also working in the cabin. At that time, a group of Satanists in Mexico inexplicably summoned a ray of Satan's will through a blood sacrifice. As a result, the people in the cabin rushed to the scene. Grandpa used a finger gun and a revolver to kill the clone of Satan. I guess that was when Satan remembered the name 'Woodhouse'."
"So Satan appeared once decades ago?" Rango asked.
"It's just a clone of the mind summoned by the cultists, with mediocre combat power. Now, it might not even be able to carry my wheelchair." Old Qiao said disdainfully.
After finishing speaking, Old Qiao suddenly thought of something, and his expression became a little strange: "But the records of the wooden house mentioned that Old Anderson withdrew from the Vatican within a few days after removing the clone. And In the following days, he also married a wife, the most powerful exorcist priest in the history of the Vatican, and they got married and had children. It is difficult not to make people wonder whether the dark side of his heart was aroused by Satan and he became corrupted. . "
"Waterfake?"
Lango was immediately upset when he heard this: "You call getting married and having children a dark side in your heart? In my opinion, this just proves that my grandfather is a man. A good man of flesh and blood. Look at the guy next to him. After his fall, his wings turned black and he went to hell. But my grandfather just found his own happiness and even left the Holy See early to avoid violating canon rules."
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Old Qiao smiled noncommittally, "Well, what you said makes sense. However, the conflict between Satan and the wooden house should have started from that time, so he treated us like this this time. "Never give up."
"Small-minded Bichi."
Lange muttered casually, then stood up. He walked up behind Lao Qiao and Quagma, put his arm around their shoulders, and said seriously: "Actually, you are here just in time. I have already discussed with Lucifer, and we will gather people in the next two days to go directly to hell and give Satan Caught off guard! How about we go down and play together?"
"Ah? Lango, me."
When Lucifer heard Lango's words, he was so shocked that he stood up from the stool and was about to speak, but Lango covered his mouth and pushed him aside.
“What’s the hesitation, guys?”
Lango turned to Quagma and Old Qiao, who were still a little confused, and said in a deep voice, “That bastard has already killed half of our cabin. People, don’t you have any thoughts of revenge? Don’t be a timid Pusss. y, OK? "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"
"Uh"
Old Qiao, who has always been impulsive and irritable, makes people suspect that he has bipolar disorder, but he seems unusually calm now. Looking at Lange, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Just because of our small teeth?"
"Who said it's just us?"
Rango pointed back, and Yuumi and Toothless, who were drinking cocktails, immediately opened their mouths, trying hard to make fierce expressions, revealing rows of Sharp teeth.
“And this.”
Rango grabbed Lucifer tightly as he tried to break free, restrained him tightly in his arms, and looked firmly at Old Joe and Quagma : "As long as he returns to hell, this guy's strength will skyrocket. When he comes to fight in the front line, we can just help from the side."
"No, Lango, me"
Lucifer had a grimace on his face. The reason why he had stayed in the human world for so many years was because he expected that Satan would return to hell early, and he really had no interest in fighting with him.
But according to Lango's intention, it seems that this battle with Satan is what he wants to provoke.
"You haven't seen the plot in the movie, right? A new king ascends the throne, and the old king wants to make a comeback. A life-and-death battle often breaks out between the two." Lange said, "This is not only The grudge between the wooden house and Satan is a fateful battle for the replacement of the throne of hell. And now that the new king is by our side, why should we hesitate?”
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Old Qiao and Quagma looked at each other with reluctant expressions. , but Lucifer, who did not refuse directly, had a rough idea.
This kid actually wanted to kill Satan.
But although they were both tough guys with their faces facing outward, they suddenly switched from dealing with dark creatures to dealing with Satan, even if there was Rango and Lucifer were here, and they couldn't help but hesitate.
"Lango, you may have some misunderstanding about Satan's strength. Let me tell you this. As long as we ordinary people see him, that bastard will directly evoke the darkness in countless hearts. With luck, They may be frightened to death directly; those who are unlucky will become his puppets and completely degenerate. "
Quigma said deliberately and teasingly: "I'm not ready to fall yet."
But Lango didn't flinch at all, "It's just a fall, it's not an abortion, even if it's not. It doesn’t matter if we have fallen, we are good people through and through.”
"Quigma, after you fell, the most you did was play with a few more women. As for Old Qiao, you broke the legs of everyone you met to make up for your unbalanced mentality."
< br>"As long as Satan can be eliminated, what does depravity mean?" Lange also pointed. Lucifer next to him, "Look at him, he has been corrupted for so many years, and now he is just a little hornier."
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Quigma and Old Qiao looked at each other, although they knew each other It's all nonsense, but at first glance it sounds quite reasonable.
Even if people like them degenerate, they seem to be unable to do anything bad.
"But it seems that just the few of us are not enough." Old Qiao said seriously: "With just a few of us, we might not even be able to see Satan's face when we get to hell. Just to kill his men, we would have to kill several people." Ten years."
"Don't worry, I will go to Hotel Transylvania later when I return to New York." Lange gave him a reassuring look.
Hearing this, the two people immediately felt at ease. If they could bring the guys from the hotel to deal with Satan, then even if they couldn't defeat Satan, this trip to hell would definitely be safe. Things come out.
"By the way, Rango."
Quigma suddenly asked at this time: "Since I have nothing to do with Old Qiao after his fall, what about you?"
He pointed at Lange and asked curiously: "Have you ever thought about what will happen to you after you fall?"
Hearing this, Lange raised his eyebrows, recalled his various experiences, and shrugged. He shrugged and said: "You should become what you are now."
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(End of this chapter)