"I've got whiskey and wine, what do you want?"

Carlo took the wine glass and threw an inquiring glance at the Winchester brothers, while the brothers were still looking at the "humanoid seat" in front of them, and their legs and stomachs were a little weak, and after careful consideration and thinking about all the ways to escape, the brothers finally decided that it was better to stand obediently first.

"No, thanks. Thank you, we're not thirsty.."

Dean barely squeezed out a smile, he knew how powerful the demon in front of him was, the hungry Ahiri devil, his brain was muddy to find him, and he was eaten to the point that there were no bones left, and the pile of corpses on the ground, the devil of the seven deadly sins...

Devil-feeding creatures, my God, what a terrible existence it must be.

"Well, since you don't want to, forget it... Honestly, the bar still has a few nice bottles in stock.."

Carlo poured himself a glass, the scarlet liquor rippling in the transparent glass, and he sat down comfortably, apparently with nothing under him, but as if lying on a softest leather couch.

"Alright, dear Dean, and Sam, you two nasty little heels... How's it going, how are you doing?.."

Carlo squinted squinting, his glass swaying gently in his hand, a vague smile rising from the corners of his mouth, his posture like that of a traditional gentleman, noble and indifferent, but as casual as a greeting to an old friend.

"To be honest, it's not bad, every day is like a vacation.. Well, if nothing else, we'll go first, sir.. Let's go, Sam.."

Dean immediately turned around after a casual remark, tugging at the corner of Sam's coat and urging in a low voice.

However, the door behind him creaked shut, and he could only turn around with a bitter face, and Sam had no intention of leaving.

All the while, Carlo just looked at them with a smirk, and his faint gaze fell on them, more terrifying than being stared at by a hundred cobras at the same time.

"It's still early, and I'm not in a hurry to leave.." Carlo picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said casually, "I heard that you just poked a big basket not long ago, and now the witchers all over the world are being burned by you..."

Dean's expression suddenly became embarrassed, and he was about to open his mouth to defend himself, but Sam had already spoken first.

"Yes, sir. Sam looked him straight into Carlo's eyes and said calmly and resolutely, "Actually, I was just going to talk to you about this."

"Oh?!" Carlo looked at him with interest in his eyes lit up.

Dee's face changed drastically, and he pulled Sam's sleeve desperately underneath.

Sam was unmoved, and said, "The devil is trying to open the gates of hell again, and I want you to help us stop this... And Dean made a deal with a crossroads devil and I want you to end the deal... It's a deal between me and you, and as for the reward, my soul... Or anything you can see, just take it."

"Sam, are you crazy?!"

Before Sam could finish speaking, Dean grabbed him by the collar, who yelled excitedly, "What are you doing? Don't spend your days like a savior, who do you think you are? Is your soul so valuable?.. Damn, sometimes I really want to punch you up.."

Sam couldn't help but scream, his eyes reddening, "Then what can I do? Let me watch my brother die step by step?.. Dean, you are so selfish, just like your father, sacrificing yourself to save others... Hehe.. Is this a fine tradition of the Winchester family?"

The mustard buried between the brothers finally broke out, and the two were like two angry bulls, glaring at each other fiercely, but fighting for the qualification to take the initiative to die, which is really touching brotherhood.

"Bang bang.."

Carlo couldn't help clapping his hands slightly, he stood up with a smile, and exclaimed, "What a touching scene, the great boy of the Winchester family."

Carlo sighed twice, then suddenly changed his mind and said, "But I think Dean is more right."

The two were stunned for a moment.

Carlo looked at Sam with a look of regret and said, ".. Sam, this deal simply can't be done. There is so much difference between what you pay and what you want to get... What do you think of me, charity?.. Dean is much smarter than you, life for life... Your soul is not worth asking for so much."

Sam was silent, and suddenly spoke again: "Well, the previous request doesn't count... Terminate Dean's deal, and I can sell you my soul."

"What did you say?!" Dean exclaimed in disbelief.

Sam's face was calm: "This is the only way I can think of to save you."

"No, absolutely not.. I don't agree!" Dean yelled.

Carlo looked at Dean with a smile and said softly, "Dean, you should be happy... It turns out that in Sam's mind, you are more important than saving the world."

"How's it going, sir?" Sam asked calmly.

Carlo seemed to be thinking about it, Dean was still yelling like a child, Carlo frowned slightly, and said softly, "Don't disturb me thinking." ”

As soon as the words fell, Dean froze, his body could not move at all, and he could not speak, only his eyes could still move from side to side.

Soon, Carlo's face brightened, he "ha", seemed to think of some good idea, looked at Sam with a bright look and said, "I have a good suggestion, would you like to hear it?"

Sam paused for a moment and nodded.

"I can help you terminate Dean's deal, and even help you fulfill the first request. To be honest, I don't really like a bunch of devils running out of hell, most of them are uneducated, like wild dogs who have never seen the world, and will quickly make a mess of the whole world."

Sam's face was overjoyed, and then he became solemn again, and the more he received, the more he had to give.

"So, what do I have to give?" Sam said in a deep voice.

Carlo smiled, his eyes fell on Dean again, and shook his head, "It's not you, it's you."

The hearts of both brothers sank.

“.. Since I saved Dean's life, his soul will naturally belong to me. The souls of both of you brothers are part of the reward."

"It can't be.."

Sam blurted out, but Carlo had already interrupted him first: "Don't worry, listen to me finish speaking... I am not the devil and will not drag you to hell, not even my home... You can still live well and continue your demon hunting business without any repercussions... And I, at most, will only summon you once when you need to... Such an opportunity may not be once in decades... What a bargain, Sam, it's so good that I can't help but be tempted."

Sam's eyes flashed, Dean calmed down, and the brothers looked at each other, and then Sam continued, "You just said that this is only part of the reward?"

"Yes!" Carlo smiled and nodded, "I still need one more thing from you."

"Dude, even the soul has been given to you, what else can we have?!" Dean couldn't help but exclaim, and now he could speak again.

Carlo glanced at him and said softly, "It's not on you now, but fate will send it to you, and when the time comes, you just need to give it to me."