The door is dark, the black from hell, with fire and demons carved on it.
The soul struggled painfully in the flames, and the devil showed a ferocious smile.
The door knocker is an evil ghost with a smile on his face, extending his mouth as if welcoming.
This is the legendary door to hell.
Countless disasters in the divine world all started with the appearance of this door, which symbolized unknown terror.
"Door of hell!"
Badr's pupils shrank suddenly, his voice trembled, and his bright body involuntarily took a few steps back.
hell!
The darkest plane in all worlds!
It was a darkness that even he, the god of light of Odin's lineage, could not illuminate!
This is a plane that the entire God Realm will talk about!
Lin Fan also recognized this terrifying door at a glance. He had also seen this door in his previous life.
No, not just seen.
Lin Fan even fought with demons. Those who invaded Daxia were not just gods, but also demons from hell.
It's just that Lin Fan was a little stunned at this time, because although this door was as scary as in memory, it was different from the memory in that there were a few more things.
There are actually couplets on both sides of this pitch-black gate to hell.
First line: "Do business at the counter with diligent hands and feet."
Second line: "Reply to customers with a sincere smile in front of the store."
Banner: "Happy opening".
There is also a bronze plate hanging on the door, which reads: "Hell Well-known Brand-Hell Soul Dream Co., Ltd."
On both sides of the door, there are two small devil statues covered in black and with two horns. They are standing there with a smile on their face, their hands clasped together, looking like naive mascots.
Not even fangs or claws.
In Lin Fan's memory, the demons guarding the door were two demons with a height of 100 meters... What the hell is this in front of him?
For a moment, Lin Fan suspected that he had lost too much blood and was experiencing delusion.
At this time, the gods of Daxia also looked complicated.
"Gate to Hell?"
“Why is there such a thing as a successful business?”
"Co., Ltd.... Are you sure this is the door to hell?"
Xingye and others did not know the Gate of Hell, and seeing it with their own eyes, it was difficult to accept it for a while.
Why do the gates of hell look like this?
Bai Qi's face was even more horrified: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have stayed up late to read the plumber's diary last night... This was all a hallucination!"
Even Badr, who was originally frightened, looked stunned: "What's going on in this hell... has the decoration style been changed?"
Badr's heart was extremely complicated. He was afraid of the gates of hell and wanted to laugh at the same time.
Please.
You are the gate to hell!
Synonymous with terror, unknown, and evil, it is the door to hell.
What to post about opening a business?
And just when everyone was stunned.
"Squeak!!!"
In a dry and dull voice.
This dark door slowly opened, and the dark and cold demonic energy spurted out, as if a volcanic eruption had been suppressed for thousands of years!
The entire Shenzang fell into darkness at this moment, and the dark magic cloud subverted the sky with the stench of corruption.
The darkness is like substance, and like an abyss that leads people to fall. It seems that there are countless illusory whispers and painful roars coming out, shaking the mind and dragging people to the edge of losing control and madness.
Even the light of the god of light, Baldr, was drowned by the pitch-black darkness.
"Hehehehe."
A sinister laughter came from the gate of hell, and under the dark demonic energy, dull footsteps sounded, as if a monstrous demon was coming in the darkness with its fangs open and a ferocious smile.
"How many years have passed since this Gate of Hell appeared in the God Realm again?"
"Thanks to you for making me aware of the location of this stone slab."
The sound in the darkness was like a demon laughing, as if there were tens of thousands of demons wailing at this moment, making people's scalp numb.
"For this reason, I have prepared a big gift for you."
For a moment, everyone’s faces became extremely ugly!
This is obviously a powerful, evil, and terrifying demon!
As for...preparing a big gift?
That must be extremely cruel torture!
For a moment, even Lin Fan was sweating!
In the dark mist, the terrifying figure was vaguely projected, strong, tall, and carrying the pressure of a king.
"Damn it...what should I do!" For a moment, even Xingye looked panicked.
"Don't ask me, I'm not good at fighting." Mr. Zhang's hand holding the scalpel was trembling: "I'm only good at surgery. Why don't you ask Hell if he needs surgery?"
"What else can I do? Get ready to kill!" Bai Qi gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it just hell? Kill! Let him see what real hell is! Let this hell become the land of my Great Qin!"
Lu Bu silently controlled the Red Rabbit horse to take a few steps back and whispered: "Red Rabbit, if the situation goes wrong, prepare to run away."
He is selfish and has no backbone, and he only stays here to fight with everyone for Diao Chan.
If something irresistible really appears, he will of course run away. After all, he can only find Diao Chan while alive.
Under the nervous, frightened or desperate gazes of everyone, the dark mist slowly dispersed.
The great terror that emerged from the area finally appeared in front of everyone.
A middle-aged man about 1.6 meters tall and chubby walked out of the gate of hell with a smile.
There are no ferocious devil horns, no violent evil spirits, and no terrifying devil body.
He only has a slightly fat body, a bulging belly, a bald forehead, slightly gray hair, and an expensive suit.
He wore gold-rimmed glasses on his fat and kind-hearted face, which made him look amiable and polite. When he smiled, he was full of fat, and his two small eyes were narrowed, shining with shrewd light.
He also has a gold watch on his hand and a neat tie on his chest. He is not tall and fierce at all, nor does he feel oppressive at all.
He is completely like a mediocre and ordinary middle-aged fat man, even a shrewd and flattering small businessman.
Lin Fan: "???"
The gods of Daxia: “???”
For a moment, everyone was in a daze.
I've even raised the knife, why don't you come out with this?
Isn't this the gate to hell?
Those who didn’t know thought it was some insurance company’s salesperson who came out to show performance!
Even Badr looked confused, staring blankly at the fat man walking out of the gate of hell, and murmured: "What's going on..."
Hell is the place where demons live!
The Gate of Hell is said to be in the hands of Amy, the King of Hell!
That is the head of all demons, the chief demon of hell, the first of the seven demon kings, and the original sin of greed among the seven original sins!
Represents evil, madness, and greed.
During the battle between the God Realm and Hell, Amy led the four knights of the Apocalypse and led the hell demons to slaughter countless gods! Almost turning the God Realm into hell!
Just now, Badr was preparing to face death and the catastrophe of the divine world...
As a result...how did such a thing come out?
In deathly silence.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone." The fat middle-aged man bowed his hands and said with a flattering smile to Lin Fan, who was seriously injured, and the gods of Great Xia: "It's really troublesome, I'm sorry."
"Hahaha, it's our first meeting. I'm a little presumptuous and I didn't make any preparations. Let me give you a meeting gift first."
He turned around and snapped his fingers, "Gifts, bring out the gifts! Let them see the gift I have prepared!"
Demons slowly walked out one by one, with powerful auras. They were all high-level demons, and some even exuded the terrifying aura of the fifteenth level.
The face is ferocious, the fangs are fierce, and the horns like a king tiger grow on the top of the head, which makes people look intimidating.
To put it bluntly, these demons alone can easily kill all the gods of Daxia present!
but.
But these demons wore crisp suits and kind smiles, delivering boxes of gift boxes to the gods of Daxia.
Lin Fan looked down.
A box of high-end tea, beautifully packaged, with a ferocious devil in a suit and a briefcase printed on the gift box, looking like an elite.
"Hell Tea, exclusively for customers."
Signed: "Produced by Hell Soul Dreams Co., Ltd."
There is even a production date and a trademark. The trademark is the fat man in front of him, smiling innocently and making a bow with his hands.
Lin Fan looked confused - this is really a great gift...
suddenly.
The fat man suddenly appeared next to Xingye and raised his right hand.
The palm of your hand bursts out with a strong demonic energy, exuding unparalleled power!
Xingye's face changed suddenly, and he clenched the fish intestine sword tightly.
But before Xingye could dodge, that palm had already struck down with great force!
That palm was filled with overwhelming demonic energy, as if it was about to destroy everything. Xingye felt like an ant, about to be destroyed directly by this terrifying palm!
but.
"Snapped!"
This slap hit the face of the fifteenth-level high-level demon who handed the gift box to Xingye!
"Are you discerning? What did I tell you? You must pay attention to customer experience and refine your services! Only when the details are done well can our service quality be good! Didn't you listen at the last meeting?
"The fat man pointed at the high-level demon, like a boss lecturing his subordinates, gritted his teeth and said: "Look, come, look, this is a female customer, why are you giving me tea?"
"I never said before, women just give me cosmetics!"
"Tea is for male customers! Do you know that details determine success or failure? You will drive away our future customers, you know?"
Xingye looked confused.
The gods of Daxia also looked confused.
The powerful high-level demon was staggered directly, but he covered his face honestly, with a somewhat aggrieved look on his hideous face.
"You are still aggrieved!" The fat man looked like he hated iron. "How about your monthly performance is at the bottom, ah? I am teaching you, do you know it?"
"If every devil is like you, how can our hell transform, how can we expand our performance, how can our hell still do business!"
"Do you still think this is the era when Amy is in power? Do you know how miserable Amy is now? Ah? Can you have some brains? Now is the time to rely on fists? Now is the time to rely on brains! The world is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relations.
Do you understand!"
"Business, business! Harmony makes money, service details are king! You are so careless, how can we build core competitiveness, how can we win over customers!"
It's hard to imagine that this came from the mouth of a demon.
The fat man scolded him for a long time and finally said: "Hurry up and apologize to the customer!"
"I'm sorry, please forgive me." The fifteenth-level high-level demon who could slap Xingye to death actually bowed deeply to Xingye in a dignified manner, with a face filled with guilt.
Xingye was stunned for a long time: "Ah... no, it's okay."
"Don't thank me yet!" The fat man slapped the high-level demon again.
"Thanks."
"Ah, you're welcome..." Xingye didn't know what to say anymore, or he was completely frightened.
A fifteenth-level high-level demon who could easily kill him was actually apologizing to him.
Just like a dream.
Do you dare not forgive me?
Lin Fan and the gods of Daxia were also stunned for a moment. They really didn't expect the demons from hell to be so polite...
No, you are evil and cruel demons!
Is the identity positioning wrong?
"Your commission is gone this month." The fat man angrily said to the high-level demon: "Let me tell you, it means that people forgive you, otherwise your commission for this year will be gone, you know!"
"Go away, don't be stupid, keep what I say in your heart! Remember the service details!"
After being scolded repeatedly by the fat man, the high-level demon returned to the gate of hell with his tail between his legs.
In the astonished eyes of the gods of Great Xia, the fat man bowed apologetically and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, these demons are relatively brainless. We have just transformed, and they don't have any sense of service. It's my mismanagement that makes everyone laugh.
Already."
"Ah..." Xingye and the gods of Daxia both looked confused.
The devil who walked out of the gate of hell is here to talk about the sense of service...
Lin Fan felt that this guy had made a mistake in his personality.
Are all demons so polite now?
"In this case, you keep the tea leaves and I'll give you the cosmetics." The fat man gave Xingye a box of cosmetics in his hand.
Xingye said quickly: "No, no need..."
She is busy with training on weekdays, and she has been practicing hard at the mountain gate since she was a child. She has almost no concept of cosmetics.
"You're welcome, this is our sincerity. And women, you must take good care of yourself. Look at your skin," the fat man began to comment professionally: "Your skin is actually very good, young and elastic, and it is cool.
I have fair skin, but I haven’t used much cosmetics.”
"This is too wasteful. Let me tell you, when you are young, good skin is a gift from God, but after a few years, you have to rely on your own efforts."
"You don't want to look like old people in a few years, do you? You don't want to get wrinkles, right?"
"Men don't care about being strong or anything like that. What men care about is whether they look good or not."
"Oh, the same goes for your husband. You have such a good foundation, but you don't know how to cherish it. I won't give you any cosmetics. We women must take good care of ourselves..."
The gods of Daxia fell silent again. Why are the words used to market cosmetics so professional?
No, what do you devils study in your daily life?
Promote cosmetics?
"Well, I, I don't have a husband." Xingye's face turned red.
"There must be a boyfriend, or someone you like!" After the fat man finished speaking, he followed Xingye's gaze and glanced at Lin Fan. He instantly understood that he was actually standing next to Xingye and said: "I'm telling you Jimei, these men
They are all unreliable. They only care about whether our faces look good or not, and they never give us any cosmetics..."
The devil whispered in my ears.
For a moment, Xingye looked at Lin Fan angrily: "That's right, they don't even give away cosmetics!"
Lin Fan: "???"
In fact, the fat man's words were so thoughtful and considerate, and he put himself completely in Xingye's shoes, that instantly made Xingye feel a little resentful.
Moreover, there seemed to be a strange power in the fat man's sincere tone, making people subconsciously follow his train of thought and be bewitched by it.
My sales skills are perfect.
Furthermore, it is true that Lin Fan, a straight man like this, has never given away cosmetics... If he has the time, he might as well kill two gods for fun!
How fun it is to kill a god!
Especially the despair and wailing of the gods before death, the pain of dying and the trembling of the soul, are simply the most beautiful music to the ears of Lin Fan, a sunny boy.
Killing God...what a pleasure, what a wonderful feeling.
Seeing that Xingye's attitude had softened, Fatty quickly struck while the iron was hot.
"Jimei, let me tell you, our cosmetics are specially made for young and beautiful ladies like you. After using them, they will become more beautiful and younger. Men can't even look away after looking at them." The fat man chuckled: "I didn't know you..."
"I accepted it!" Xingye held it in his arms.
"That's good." The fat man exhaled contentedly.
The corners of the mouths of the Daxia gods twitched.
Lin Fan's mouth twitched.
Is this the power of the devil?
It's really scary.
"No, who are you?" Lin Fan finally couldn't hold back anymore and turned around to ask.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself." The fat man patted his forehead and smiled apologetically. Then he took out the business card from his suit pocket and immediately distributed it to every god in Daxia, even Brenda and
Badr each handed out one.
And he still held it with both hands, bent slightly and handed it out, with a good attitude...
Lin Fan took the business card and saw the words on the dark and cold business card.
"Crowley Endon, joint board member and general manager of Hell Dream Co., Ltd."
There are a lot of titles behind it.
"The largest shareholder of Hell Dream Co., Ltd., the lifelong honorary chairman, the general manager of the business department, and..."
Lin Fan thought with a strange expression.
The fat man looked proud, as if his status was very powerful.
Finally, Lin Fan couldn't help it anymore: "What the hell..."
no.
You walked out of the gates of hell and you were just a general manager?
Badr on the side also looked confused: "The gate of hell...shouldn't it be controlled by the king of hell?"
As soon as these words came out, the face of the fat man who was originally proud changed: "King of Hell? Who are you scolding?"
Immediately, he seemed to be aware of his tense, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Haha, those are useless, they are all feudal superstition, and they are all outdated."
"The king of hell, the devil's contract holder, the devil who rules the hell plane, the lord of thousands of apostles, oh, there is also the new original sin of greed, and the new leader of the Seven Demon Kings. They are all useless.
They are all false names."
The fat man waved his hands and spoke in the most casual tone of these names that were enough to make the gods tremble. They had once resounded throughout the divine world. He smiled indifferently and said: "Our hell has been reformed and transformed a long time ago. The dregs and names of the past are no longer the same."
Don’t mention it again.”
"Compared to the King of Hell, I prefer others to call me the Hell Merchant, Crowley, oh, if you want, you can call me Xiao Ke, after all, the customer is God... Haha, although I, a devil, do not believe in God
It really exists."
"We also hope that all the bosses will take care of us and do more business with us in the future."
The fat man had no image, and he smiled in an almost flattering manner, just like a small businessman facing customers in the market.
For a moment, everyone fell into a deathly silence.
"Crack."
Cold sweat dripped from Lin Fan's forehead and fell to the ground.
