said that he wanted to see the scenery here, but Metatron only circled around He Yunhai twice, and he didn't even open up two steps away, and his intention to rely on not leaving was very obvious.

Regarding Metatron's approach, Shao Dong could only pretend not to see it, and said to He Yunhai with a stiff face: "Mr. He, I have just been disturbed by boring people for a long time, and now let's talk about something serious." I think you've seen it clear that they're not trying to redeem your son, all they're doing is trying to find a way to fight hell. ”

In fact, what Shao Dong said He Yunhai had already understood, these two angels who seemed to be high above didn't take him and his son seriously at all. Now, if Shao Dong decided to change from hell to individual sinners for them to redeem, they would definitely agree.

When John offered to help He Yunhai, he had already thought of this. But for a father, for the sake of his son, even if he knows that he is being used as a gunman, he will choose to accept it gladly.

Just like now, He Yunhai's treasure is still pressed on heaven, and he still fantasizes that heaven will win this crime. Even if the son cannot be resurrected, it is better to be an angel than to suffer in hell.

Seeing that his words didn't make any difference, Shao Dong figured out the joints after a little thought, "What do you think are the chances of Heaven winning this conviction now? Because your insistence is likely to bring more harm to your son, even then are you still willing to bet on Heaven?"

This time He Yunhai began to shake a little, his son was his lifeblood, thinking of his son being punished more in hell because of his own actions, the facial features on his face were twisted together.

"I will redeem this sinner, and even if his resurrection is invalidated this time, I will go to hell and let him be redeemed!"

Metatron came out at the right time, and He Yunhai, who had just been moved by Shao Dong's words, became entangled again.

"You want to redeem the sinners in hell, that's your freedom, but now I'm dealing with the internal affairs of our hell, although you lick your face and don't leave, but please shut up, okay?"

In the face of Shao Dong's extremely rude words, Metatron said with a smile: "I didn't interfere in the affairs of hell, this is just a little bit of my personal emotion, so you don't have to be so nervous." Of course, I am very impressed by the way you act, and maybe we can talk about it separately later. ”

This is completely a naked threat, and Shao Dong believes that if he has the opportunity to be alone with him, he will inevitably be tossed. But Shao Dong didn't care, anyway, heaven and hell were already incompatible, and it was the same whether they were offended or not.

"I think if you had that strength, the current situation wouldn't have happened at all, so it's okay to talk about it secretly, and it's very embarrassing to say it in front of so many people. ”

After sneering a few times, Shao Dong continued: "Is it okay for you not to interfere in the affairs of hell? I have forgotten that it is the first time that I have said this sentence, even if you are deaf, you should understand it, right? Or you are deliberately meddling in the affairs of our hell, if this is the case, can I think that you are declaring war on hell!"

This time, Shao Dong's words finally made Metatron a little moved, and he couldn't help but look at Luo Fukou, "Can he represent hell?"

After glancing at Shao Dong, Luo Fukou shrugged his shoulders and said very boldly: "As a representative of hell, every word you say now represents hell, so you must be cautious in your words and deeds!"

Originally, Shao Dong's heart was still a little drumming, and this conviction basically belonged to the one who was put up, Shao Dong always felt that the high-level people in hell were looking for someone to carry the black pot. But now as soon as Luo Fukou said this, Shao Dong's waist immediately straightened.

"May I ask you, Mr. Archangel Metatron, are you going to declare war or are you not meddling in the affairs of hell!, or are you going to go back and discuss it?"

Slamming the table hard, Shao Dong looked at Metatron with a fierce look.

After experiencing several wars, it was not easy to reach a face-saving reconciliation with hell, and now Shao Dong's words obviously want to ignite the war again. No creature wants to light a fire of war in a comfortable life, especially with his own hands.

And Metatron was thinking much more than that at this time, a low-level demon could not have the courage even if he was a little clever. He felt from the bottom of his heart that Shao Dong's current words were the result of the research of the upper echelons of hell.

Is Hell ready to go to war again? Metatron's forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, he had participated in the great war that year, and he had personally experienced that kind of tragic situation. It is precisely because of those experiences that he will not be as fearless of war as a hot-blooded young man who has not been baptized by war.

The more people who have struggled on the battlefield, the more they will understand that peaceful life is not easy to come by. Compared to war, instigating a human to violate the rules of hell is as ridiculous as a child's play.

Shao Dong didn't expect that his casual threat would have such an unbelievable effect.

After feeling a little refreshed in his heart, he slammed the table again, Shao Dong wiped one hand in his pocket, and leaned forward with the other hand to support the judgment seat, and roared in a hoarse voice with a hideous face: "Declare war or shut up!"

Facing the aggressive Shao Dong, Metatron subconsciously said: "Heaven has no idea of interfering in the affairs of hell。。。。。。 ”

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Shao Dong obviously lost his patience, and the whole person roughly interrupted Metatron's words as if he was crazy, "Declare war or shut up!"

Looking at Shao Dong's bloodthirsty face, Metatron was sure that this was completely hellish and premeditated to provoke the flames of war.

Once a person gets into the horns, it is very difficult to get out again. Metatron now drilled into it without hesitation, and took the initiative to drill into the deepest depths.

The idea of resolutely not giving hell a chance to declare war occupied all of his mind at this time.

Although he was unwilling, compared to the war, the things in front of him were just trivial things, "Shut up!" After squeezing out two words from between his teeth, Metatron suddenly realized that something was wrong, but before he could figure out what was wrong, Shao Dong suddenly laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha, the contract is established!"

The hand that had been inserted in his pocket took out a contract, Shao Dong threw the contract upwards violently, and the whole person returned to normal.

At this time, Metatron realized that he had fallen for him, but the contract had already taken effect, and it was too late to regret it.

Declaring war? What are you kidding, how can Shao Dong make a decision so easily, if he really declares war on heaven because of such a thing, Lucifer will have to roast him on the flames of purgatory until he is old.

Heaven doesn't want to fight, and hell doesn't want to either, how comfortable it is to live a good life, why fight life and death?

What age is this, and it's the practice of primitive people to fight back and forth.

"Now that we can handle our affairs with peace of mind, I think Mr. He should have already made a decision, right?"

Shao Dong tidied up his clothes and said after coughing lightly.

Those two voices just shouted really hurt their throats!