"Explosive Johnny once again challenges the three-hundred-foot football field, let's wait and see if the myth of immortality can continue again."

On the huge screen, the host roars passionately, followed by a series of screen switches, flames, explosions, roaring music, and leaping motorcyclists, just looking at it makes people feel extremely cool.

Indeed, it's not for nothing that Johnny can become a popular acrobatic motorcyclist in the United States.

Carlo patiently watched the entire cut video, and then as the crowd moved in, several burly black men stood at the entrance of the football field, carefully checking each ticket.

The tickets were from the guy who sold marijuana and the location was good, in the front row.

He paused as he entered, turned his face slightly, and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips, and entered the arena unhurriedly.

Shortly after Carlo walked into the venue, two sneaky figures appeared behind him.

"He went in. . . Are we still following?"

"Nonsense, explosive Johnny, rare opportunity!"

Sam glanced back at his brother, who had already attracted all the attention of the promotional video on the big screen, and said helplessly, "So, where are the tickets?"

"Uh.." Dean was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Are you going to tell me to buy it?.. God, I've spent all my money on gas."

Sam spread his hands and replied, "Don't forget, I'm just a student, and I don't have any money to spare to watch the stunts."

"shit!" Dean scolded in a low voice, glanced left and right, and whispered, "Then there is only one way, and you will rush with me later.. To be honest, I didn't spend any money to go to the NBA."

Soon, there was a rush of chickens and dogs jumping at the entrance of the venue.

...

The huge football stadium was packed with countless fans, and on the green grass in the middle, a hundred flamethrowers were neatly arranged in a row, and on both sides of the flamethrowers were curved lanes that had been erected for a long time, and there was a huge stage painted with all kinds of cool flame patterns.

"Johnny Fire! Johnny .."

I don't know when it started, the whole audience stood up, shouted a name, and looked fanatical.

Johnny, their idol, a man who has despised death countless times, every time he performs like a suicide show, people flock to it, hoping to see the moment he leaps to death, and hoping that this will be his last curtain call.

A twisted and morbid cult.

Carlo slowly closed his eyes, the shouts in his ears gradually faded away from him, and he seemed to have come to another world alone, quiet, dead and silent.

Faces passed through his mind, he was listening, he was searching... Suddenly, an old man in black with silver hair appeared in front of him.

As if sensing something, the old man turned his head sharply, and a pair of completely dark eyes looked directly at Carlo, who opened his eyes, and the noise rose back like a tide.

The corners of Carlo's mouth slowly pulled up an arc, and he said in a low voice: "Mephisto.."

Mephitos, the betrayer of the abyss, the wallgrass that wanders on the edge of darkness, the lord of hell, the lackey of Satan... He has many names, most of them disgraced by demons, but it is also perhaps a great compliment for demons who are naturally proud of betrayal and deceit.

Born in the abyss, Morphitos rebelled out of the abyss with Satan, swinging between demons and demons, keen to deceive poor and miserable souls with contracts.

Mephitos is a lord-level powerhouse, but Carlo knows that he can't exert his full power in this plane, maybe he hasn't completely descended into this plane at all, so Carlo is not worried that his snooping will let him find out.

"An old lord known for his cunning?.. I'm looking forward to it.."

Carlo's eyes shone strangely, and he smiled and muttered lowly.

At this time, as the audience kept calling, Johnny, who was red and white and surrounded by flame patterns, finally appeared on the stage on a bicycle.

"Boom~"

Johnny glanced faintly at the field, and the motorcycle under the seat let out a low roar like the roar of a beast, and then the car slammed out like a white lightning bolt.

At the moment when Johnny flew out, the flamethrowers in the lane and the field all spewed out pillars of fire several meters or even more than ten meters high, which was extremely spectacular.

Carlo had seen this scene on TV before, but watching it live was a different feeling, and it was no wonder that so many viewers were so obsessed with Johnny.

Carlo looked at the white shadow of the car, rising higher and higher, drawing a perfect arc, and the flamethrowers below also spit out rising pillars of fire one after another like fountains.

Each pillar of fire has been carefully calculated by professionals, which is exciting enough, but it will definitely not burn Johnny and the car, which can be regarded as avoiding some risks as much as possible.

At the moment when Johnny's car climbed to the peak, Carlo smiled slightly, and a series of sparks suddenly burst out from the flamethrower directly facing Johnny, and the pillar of fire in the spout suddenly became several times stronger.

The raging flames engulfed Johnny and the car in an instant.

"Oh.." The audience exclaimed, and a young man with slightly chubby cheeks on the sidelines also grabbed his hair and scolded in horror: "Shit!"

"Bang.." The next moment, an even bigger spark erupted from the flames.

The car exploded.

It was at this time! Carlo's eyes moved slightly, his dark golden pupils contracted instantly, and those surging flames turned into nothingness, and everything inside was clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

The heat and flames burned Johnny's body almost instantly, and the flesh and skin were wiped out inch by inch, but he did not die because of this, Johnny's body gushed out an extremely powerful force, evil, pure, ancient, all kinds of elements in the air were gathered by this force, and re-condensed into Johnny's body, he was blasted out by the huge impact, and he was slammed naked and fell the soft lawn...

"Oh.."

There was another exclamation from the audience, and then several of Johnier's companions rushed up with the doctors who had been waiting for a long time, grabbed him, and pressed all kinds of first-aid equipment in one go.

Carlo knew that Johnny had nothing to do, except that he had been burned off a large part of his body hair by the flames, and he was as strong as a bull.

Sure enough, after a brief moment of panic, Johnny opened his eyes suddenly, and said in pain but full of anger, "How's my car?"

"Oh God, you scared me to death... Leave your car alone, it's a pile of coke."

"Shit!" Johnny scolded with difficulty.

This foul language was transmitted through the microphone throughout the venue, and the host excitedly shouted, "Johnny has played with death again, let's cheer for him.."

The audience shouted wildly, "Johnny Fire, Johnny Fire.."

Clo mingled with the excited audience, smiled faintly, and turned to walk towards the exit.

In a certain corner, an old man in black with silver hair stared at Johnny in the field with a gloomy face, his eyes flashing, not knowing what he was thinking...