How long has it been since the door-to-door service was cancelled?
Russell shook his head secretly. The devil is the devil. He has no ambition at all and is falling faster than he can change his vest.
But for the sake of Sexy Satan's online voice, he stopped complaining.
Russell knew that the Hell Hotline had no operator and no artificial voice service. The person who answered the phone was Satan, so he said: "Ms. Satan, I have found three high-quality customers for you..."
"Please press 1 to declare membership, legal...Russell, please hang up!"
"Really a quality customer, you will regret if you don't come..."
"Russell, please hang up! Russell, please hang up! Russell, please hang up!"
Russell: "..."
He glanced at his phone, snorted coldly and unleashed his ultimate move: "I'll give you ten seconds, climb out of the bathtub, change clothes, and then appear in front of me, or I'll come to visit you, and we'll chat while we wash."
"Sbeep, how did you know I was taking a bath?"
There was a splash of water on the phone, and someone could vaguely hear the sound of someone choking on water, followed by a blind tone.
Maybe the phone fell into the water!
Russell closed the blood-red flip phone, stuffed it behind his back, and wiped it on his face.
This was a phone with an image, and he felt as if Miss Satan's bathwater had splashed onto his face.
"Officer Russell, you just mentioned...Satan? Are you kidding, or does the other person's name look special?"
Sarah Connor was stunned and said that on the day her lover died, she was a staunch atheist and did not believe in God or the devil.
But when Russell showed incredible abilities and contacted Satan on the phone, she suddenly began to believe him again.
"Calm down, it's not some messy Satan, it's the devil in hell, the one in the Bible."
Then you can’t be calm anymore!
Sarah Connor took two steps away from Russell, praying that Russell was talking nonsense and there was no Satan at all.
"Don't worry, I won't harm you."
Russell comforted: "Satan has a contract in his hand. He uses his soul as a bargaining chip to realize seven wishes. How about it? It's great, isn't it?"
"..."x3
"What does your expression mean? You don't believe me?"
"Officer Russell, did you get your superpowers by signing a contract with Satan?"
"That's not true. I want to sign the contract, but Satan doesn't agree."
Bang!
While he was talking, the staircase door of the top floor balcony was kicked open, and Satan appeared dressed in ski clothes and wrapped like a red envelope.
"..."x3
The Connor family was silent collectively. They had heard Russell say that Satan was a lady, and they were mentally prepared. However, they did not expect that Satan would be so conservative, completely different from the voluptuous person they imagined.
Humans wear more clothes than devils, it’s scary to think about it!
Satan stepped on his snow boots angrily, walked quickly to Russell, and grabbed his collar: "Asshole, did you peek at me taking a shower?"
"Are you responsible?"
Russell stared lovingly into the eyes under Satan's goggles, and even put his arms around her waist.
"Stop dreaming!"
Satan refused to fall in love with the scumbag. He pushed Russell away and pushed the goggles on his head. His eyes passed over Connor and his son, and finally stopped on Arnold.
She let out a light sigh, took two steps forward and put Arnold down. Ignoring his resistance, she opened his mouth and inspected it like an animal. Finally, she said in surprise: "What the hell, you robot, you actually have the configuration of heaven."
.Tell me quickly, who is the person who gave you life? Have you ever seen God?"
Arnold resisted angrily, unable to break free from Satan's arm, so he simply gave up his useless efforts and looked at Russell.
"God bless!"
Satan let go of Arnold, stiffened his neck and turned around, looking at Russell suspiciously: "Don't say it was you who did it, or I will lose sleep."
"Why can't it be me?"
"But you are the Lord of the Dark Dimension, and you can pollute the world even if you urinate. How can you be in heaven..."
"My pee is also holy water!"
Russell raised his right hand. The mark of the cross on the back of his hand was dazzling. A pair of angel wings spread out, covering the people on the top floor.
Among them is Miss Satan with her mouth wide open.
"Damn it, I'm going to lose sleep."
Satan covered his face, dropped his goggles, took out his mask and covered the only exposed part of his skin, covering it tightly from all directions.
She called God last night and planned to go to heaven to escape the limelight during this period. God refused decisively and was so angry that she dismantled the dressing table.
Now it seems that the dresser died unjustly, because even if God nodded his approval, Russell could enter heaven by his own ability.
Thinking that Russell had said before that he could not find where God's home was, so he went to hell to trouble her, Satan gritted his teeth. He was indeed a scumbag who was full of lies!
The light wings folded, Russell raised his hand and waved it in front of Satan's eyes, pointing at the Connor family who were also stunned and said: "The three people over there want to sign a contract with you, what do you think?"
"Not three, only two."
Satan was not very interested and said wiltedly: "Although the robot has gained life, his soul has the label of heaven. I can't take it away, so there is no point in making a deal."
Russell was surprised and said: "There is such a saying. Doesn't the devil like to tempt pure souls?"
"To me, all souls are the same. If propaganda didn't require a negative case, I wouldn't waste my energy trying to seduce a pure soul into hell."
"Then what do you think of me?"
Russell came forward and pointed at his face: "Tempting a holy soul into a fallen angel, do you want to challenge it?"
"No, you are already very depraved."
Satan rolled his eyes, ignored Russell's rambling nonsense, took off his gloves and snapped his fingers. Two thick piles of documents fell from the sky and landed at the feet of Connor and his son.
"Sarah Connor and John Connor, sign the last page and each will receive seven wishes, but the ugly word lies ahead, the wishes may not be as perfect as you think."
Sarah Connor protected her son firmly: "It doesn't have to be so much, we just need one wish."
"What, you want to bargain with the devil?"
"No, I just..."
"Then hurry up and sign. There are still hundreds of souls waiting to sign a contract with me. I don't have time to sign with you." When talking to people other than Russell, Satan's aura was overwhelming.
Sarah Connor took a deep breath and begged: "Lord Devil, can I only sign the contract?"
"No problem, I won't force it, but it's best to think carefully. Everyone only has one chance."
"Don't think about it, it's just me!"
Sarah Connor suppressed her dissatisfied son, knelt down and turned the contract to the last page. A signature pen appeared out of thin air. She held it tremblingly in her hand, ready to sign the signature column.
Snapped!
Arnold picked up the signature pen and looked at Satan calmly: "I want to sign a contract with you and get seven wishes, is that okay?"
"No, you are not qualified."
Satan shrugged: "It's a touching scene, but if it doesn't work, it won't work. Your soul is worthless to me."
"Then if I make a deal with you and serve you as a servant, and after the death of their mother and son, everything I have will belong to you. Can I exchange it for a wish?"
"Well..."
Satan thought for a while, unzipped his ski suit, took out his calculator and clicked for a while: "No problem, I am very generous to servants who surrender on their own initiative, and will give you a perfect wish. Hell will bear the consequences and costs."
As he spoke, the one-meter-thick deed of betrayal fell from the sky and fell at Arnold's feet.
"After signing, you will serve me in the human world as a servant of the devil. When their mother and son pass away, everything you have will belong to me."
"Wait a minute!"
Russell looked weird and interrupted. This scene looked too familiar. God created the spirit of vengeance and ended up signing a contract with the devil. It was a replica of Ghost Rider.
"Don't look at me. Hell is too small to hire a servant like you." Satan mistakenly thought that Russell had another idea and immediately gave up his idea.
"No, I just want to ask, will Connor and his son die in a car accident tomorrow?"
"..."x3
Hearing this, Arnold's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, feeling that he was too naive.
"Don't slander my reputation. I have been working as a devil in hell for six thousand years and I have never had any disputes over contracts."
"I see."
Russell nodded and said to Arnold: "What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and read the contract!"
"oh oh."
"..."
Satan gritted his teeth and looked at Russell. The scumbag was coveting her body and questioning her character. He was indeed a scumbag.
The Connor family was studying the prostitution contract, and Satan was waiting beside him with his cell phone. Suddenly, his waist tightened and he shivered in fright.
"what are you doing?"
Satan swooped ten meters away and stood on the edge of the balcony. She was determined to jump down when Russell came closer.
"I just want to ask, if I hire a servant for you, is there any introduction fee? If it is converted into a date according to hell's commission standards, how many nights will it take?"
"No, not all night..."
Satan had a dark look on his face. He stopped mid-sentence and said tangledly: "Let's do it another day. I'll treat you to dinner another day."
She originally wanted to refuse directly, not giving the scumbag a chance, and go back to add an anti-theft lock. But then she thought about it, if repeated refusal caused the scumbag to lose patience and turn into a beast, wouldn't it be regrettable.
God is no longer reliable, so she can only think of ways to deal with it and delay it for as long as possible.
Satan felt regretful. If he had known this, he would not have taken the title of 'Satan'. It would be better to be an angel in heaven.
All the top leaders in hell are lies. She is the only one who has searched through hell. How can she be the second in command!
"real?"
Russell asked casually, but Satan unexpectedly agreed.
To be honest, he didn't really have any ideas.
The main reason is that Satan's identity is too tempting. Looking back on the times when I faced "Satan", I always felt that if I didn't bully him a few times, I would be sorry for this rare opportunity.