You are Satan...... It's a devil. With blood from his mouth and nose, Heathman pulled his body and yelled at the man.

The man laughed loudly, and that hollow, shrill laugh could be heard throughout the large room, "Me? Are you sure? The man pointed to himself, laughing a little breathlessly, rubbing his teary eyes and saying, "O Hesman, Hesman, do you know? You are more like a devil in the eyes of the innocent people you killed, and when you are slaughtering those unarmed villagers, they describe you the same way, and they even beg us to bring you back, I want to ask you again, are you sure I am a demon? ”

Hisman was speechless, there was nothing to say, he had countless people who died at his hands during his mercenary career, in his eyes there was only the mission and no one was innocent, those people were the goals and obstacles in his mission, it was his responsibility to clear the target and remove the obstacles, he was asked by the scoundrel and had nothing to say, he couldn't refute him, he admitted that what the scoundrel said was true, and the Heathman lowered his head and felt ashamed.

The scoundrel picked up a scoop and poured hot water on Hesman's chest, and Hesman let out a heart-rending cry, the hot water soaked into every inch of his skin and blistered, and Hesman shouted, "Let go of me, you bastard, let me kill you." ”

"Fear makes people more emboldened, why should I let you go?" The man approached him and questioned him face to face. Heathman spat at him angrily, and the saliva turned into a wisp of green smoke as if it had been spat on a hot iron plate.

"You never knew what respect was." The man began to tear his clothes with his hands, his fingernails were fiercely inserted into the muscles of his chest, and he began to tear the skin on his chest, dark red blood sprayed Hesman's face, and from his chest came a demon with red horns on his head, he had a pair of fiery red eyes, three human faces on his chest, no eyes, no ears, no nose, only a mouth, black lips one by one, behind him were six wings, the body was covered with black scales and red with blood, he stretched the man's body and the flesh was scattered, Splattered on walls and floors, littered with flesh.

Heathman's eyes widened, he was stunned by what he saw, he felt invisible fear and pressure like a hundred tons of steel pressing on his shoulders, he wanted to dodge and retreated, his feet kept kicking the ground, he didn't care about the pain of his arm being torn by his body, it didn't do anything at all, Samael's face was close to his face and looked at him, he tilted his head and closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to look directly into the devil's eyes.

"Hesman, you have a good eye and say it well, I am a demon, we are a kind of people, and your biggest problem is that you take yourself too seriously, after getting rid of this problem, we are the best partners, I feel that we are very compatible, you are angry and like to be violent, and I, Samael, am the representative of anger in your mouth." Samael yelled close to Hesman's face, and Samael's saliva squirted onto Hesman's face like sulfuric acid corroded his skin.

Hesman was completely desperate, the real demon was in front of him, Samael walked past him, stretched out sharp claws in front of him, he watched as the black sharp fingers slowly pierced into his flesh and began to slash downward, leaving four long blood marks from the collarbone to the abdomen, the blood flowed directly and the flesh turned out, and Hesman could do nothing but shout loudly, the more he struggled, the more painful it became.

"I like to listen to people shouting in despair, it's like a drum of war, calm and powerful, it's a power that bursts from the heart." Samael's voice hummed, and he laughed.

Samael said with a face under his neck, "I heard that many of his teammates died, do you want to see them miserable?" ”

Another face also said: "There is no need for this, those people's souls have already been torn into pieces and thrown into the furnace of hell, and those souls still smell of it." ”

The last face also said: "The souls of your comrades are crying and begging us to forgive them, and their screams can be heard for hundreds of miles. ”

The three faces laughed at Heathman, and those words made Samael smile.

Samael said: "Your teammates will be turned into heating fuel like yours, I will first tear your body apart, you will be like your companions, and your body will be fed to Cerberus for afternoon tea, and it will eat every bone left of yours, and it is estimated that you will not be able to fill your teeth, and then drag your soul to the deepest part of hell, and whip your so-called anger with hellfire, and I will make you watch the sheep's head eat your soul, and finally, your soul will become wood in the flames of hell, and I will make the fire of hell burn even more." ”

Heathman's whole body tensed and his body trembled violently, and he breathed rapidly to relieve the pain of his physical pain, he didn't express fear but laughed miserably and said angrily: "I don't care about what you say, I want to avenge my teammates and friends, I don't care what you are going to do to me, if you want to come, come here, let's make a deal before that, how about it?" ”

"Oh?" Samael was very curious that Hesman had such a reaction, "Deal? Samael looked at Heathman with contempt, then suddenly burst out laughing, "You want to avenge your comrades-in-arms?" Samael laughed even more unscrupulously, "You want to be your comrades-in-arms, you know that the people you have killed have formed a long queue here, and your criminal record has made Lofko breathtaking, what right do you have to make a deal with me?" Or what capital do you have to negotiate terms with me? ”

"If only you give me a chance...... "Heathman had no strength, his head hanging feebly.

Samael lifted Hesman's chin with his knife-sharp fingers and looked into his wilted eyes, "I have been paying attention to you since you set foot on this path, and you have not disappointed us, and as the soothsayer Nibais said, you will be my closest spokesperson." With a flick of his finger, Heathman's jaw cracked, and blood ran down his neck and down his chest.

"Trade my soul for my chance of revenge, and I will bring you more souls, all your ......." Heathman's stuttering was exhausted, and he didn't have the strength to continue.

Samael stroked his chin with his hand and watched as Heathman pondered what he was thinking about when he got to the chassis, and finally he agreed to his request and made his terms.

"I can let you go back, but you have to follow the rules, I want more souls as tribute, I have the final say on your body, are you willing to accept it? Partner. ”

"Deal......" Heathman nodded, a faint breath.

Hesman picked up the iron cross that was burning red in the fire, his hair dangling in front of him, and the heat of the heat roasted Himsman's face ached, and Samael pressed the tongs of the inverted cross to his heart, and the smoke filled the large room.

"It's our agreement...... "Heathman screamed through the hall, he gulped in a mixture of foul and pungent sulfur and coughed.

Samael grabbed Heathman's hair and looked at him and said, "Remember, don't play tricks, I will watch you all the time, from now on your body belongs to me, according to me, you will have to pay a tribute of 70 souls every 7 days until you die, do you understand?" ”

Heathman looked at Samael with resentment, and he could only nod weakly, squeezing a few words out of his mouth, "Of course ......"

"Good luck, my partner." After saying that, Samael kicked Hesman in the chest, and Hesman's execution chair fell backwards, and Hesman suddenly felt a weightless fall, and his body subconsciously moved forward, stretching his neck forward.

He sat up abruptly on a spirit bed, covered in cold sweat, he looked out the window and it was still a windy night, he sighed and comforted himself that he had a nightmare, maybe reading those mythological books in the afternoon made him too engrossed, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, he got down from the bed and went into the bathroom to get a cup and took a glass of water, looking at himself in the mirror above the basin, he was shocked, there was an inverted cross in his heart.

The self in the mirror was talking to him, which surprised Heathman, and he stepped back, and Heathman in the mirror said, "Listen, I will always watch you silently, and every 7 days you will have to pay me a tribute, remember, 7 days." ”

Heathman sat down on the ground in fright, the teacup in his hand fell from his hand, fell to the ground and shattered, he touched the scar of the cross on his chest, and he actually cried.

It wasn't bad news for Riel at all, he realized that Taylor's death might be a good thing, dead people can't speak and hinder your future work, and it's easier for him to do things without stumbling blocks, but Riel still reported to Sendesar according to the rules, Sendesar was a little surprised at first, but soon his tone was mixed with lightheartedness, and he may also realize that Taylor's disappearance made things simple, after all, there is no proof of death, and putting all the blame on a dead person is the last good thing he did for everyone.

The interrogatorship went ahead as scheduled, but the defendant Taylor was missing, Mills made a statement of the incident, Riel reported Taylor's case, and Pamir released a copy of the surveillance he had obtained from the police.

In the picture, a person is about to cross the road, and when he walks to the middle of the road, a car coming in the opposite direction suddenly bursts a tire, the car loses control and skiddies on the ground, and the person in the middle of the road starts to run backwards and is hit by a bus coming from behind, and the person who flies out is Taylor.

Everyone was a little shocked and embarrassed after watching the video, the city surveillance filmed the car accident very clearly, and the situation was very tragic.

"Is the vehicle under control?" Mora. Romeo asked.

"Yes, it was a bus driver, the police said that there was no criminal record, the driver was honest and a well-behaved person, said that Taylor suddenly ran back in the middle of the road, and the brakes were not in time, and the car recorder confirmed the driver's words. According to our private investigation, the driver did not know Taylor at all, which was an accident. Pamir replied.

"And the ......," Sendesar asked.

"Yes, the driver of the sedan doesn't know Taylor either, and he's also a passer-by, a postman off work, and he can't fight Taylor without a criminal record. After the on-site investigation by the police, the cause of the puncture was that the vehicle was out of control due to the rapid speed of the vehicle and the tire was punctured by a cement nail. Pamir interrupted Sendesar's words, he was showing everyone that everyone was transparent in front of him, and everyone sometimes had mixed opinions about Pamir's flamboyant temper, and more disgust came from Sendesar, and there was a hint of disdain on his face.

"So, Taylor's death was a complete accident, wasn't it?" Tonys summed up the results of the survey in a simple way. After listening to this, everyone was silent for a while, and the evidence showed that all the people and things were indeed unrelated, and everyone could only admit that it was an accident. Now the people who attend the meeting have different changes in their hearts, Mora. Romeo was more poised and wanted to calm things down, while Moore. Phillips considered himself the department that discovered the loophole in the incident, and anyway, he had fulfilled his duty of supervision, and the rest of the battle should be carried out by someone else. Lacos was a little discouraged, he was definitely not a person who sat still, and soon he found a new target, that is, Sendesar, he accused Sendesar of poor supervision of his subordinates, and characterized Taylor's collusion with other organizations inside and outside the organization to pose a threat to the security of the group, and Sendesar objected to such unfounded accusations, which made the two argue, and Tonys expressed his hope that Taylor's motives and permissions to change the data would be released as soon as possible, investigate all possible hidden secrets, and do a good job in the ownership of internal data, He also proposes to let Riel take over.

Sendesar saw it as Tonis on his side and giving him a chance to make amends, while Pamir was extremely distrustful of their arrangement.

"The incident came from the Strategic Security Department, and it is crazy to ask this department to investigate its own affairs." The Pamirs were utterly furious.

Tonis slowed down and said in a tepid tone: "Pamir, I understand what you mean, of course it's not for Riel to deal with it alone, my suggestion is that all departments assign people to form a temporary team, and it is our management negligence that such a thing happens, we have to admit this, so we have to work together to fix the loopholes, so that each department can show its professional skills." "Tonys looked at Pamir, and Pamir was speechless when he said 'we'.

"Why should I be in charge of this because he is more familiar with how the department works, and he understands Taylor's work content better, and he also has a better understanding of Taylor's style of doing things, which is conducive to our mental sand table deduction, and our ultimate goal is to find out who Taylor is working for."