American comics Lord of Hell

That's right, the red-clothed beauty's goal was the soul. She planned to have Elliot sign a contract selling his soul at his most lost moment.

That moment would come soon because Elliot's goddess was about to appear. This goddess would deliver a heavy blow to Elliot, plunging him into despair.

Seeing that the red-clothed beauty didn't answer, Andrew pretended to be angry and said, "Beauty, although you look cool right now, I think you should still answer me. It's polite."

The red-clothed beauty was a little annoyed. She turned around, placed her hand on Andrew's shoulder, ready to embarrass him. However, the moment her hand touched Andrew's shoulder, her eyes widened suddenly, and her gaze at Andrew was filled with disbelief and deep greed.

Why did the red-clothed beauty have this expression? Because she discovered that Andrew's soul was actually a saintly soul, a rare find in a hundred years. Once this kind of person fell into hell, they could immediately become a demon general.

"My luck is too good. I came out to find a target and actually ran into a saintly soul, and he even offered himself up."

The red-clothed beauty was overjoyed and instantly forgot about Elliot. She said with a giggling smile, "Handsome, I think we can find another place to have a good chat, what do you say?"

"Pie won't fall from the sky. If it really does, it must be poisonous."

Andrew chuckled inwardly. The so-called saintly soul was naturally fabricated by him. As a demon king of hell, he knew very well what could attract demons, or even demon kings.

Andrew asked with a puzzled look, "Find another place? You ignored me before, but now you're suddenly so enthusiastic. Could it be… you want to swindle my money?"

The red-clothed beauty was speechless. She took out a stack of US dollars from behind and said, "Do you think I'm short of money?"

Andrew didn't look at the stack of US dollars. He stared at the red-clothed beauty's back and asked curiously, "Where did you take the money out from? Your clothes don't have pockets, and besides, it's a dress."

The red-clothed beauty was even more speechless. Did this guy have a problem with his focus? She changed her sitting posture and tapped Andrew's leg with her own leg, asking enchantingly, "Does it matter whether I have pockets or not?"

"Of course it matters. If you don't have pockets but can take out money, it means you're either a magician or a female swindler."

Andrew stood up and said, "Sorry to bother you. A handsome guy like me has to protect himself when he's outside, otherwise problems can easily occur."

After speaking, Andrew left directly. This time, the red-clothed beauty wasn't speechless, but rather exasperated. What kind of birdman was this? Although you're indeed very handsome, I'm also very beautiful, okay? How could I possibly be trying to take advantage of you? Uh, no, it seems I was indeed trying to take advantage of him.

The red-clothed beauty didn't rush to catch up. Instead, she made a mark on Andrew and looked for another opportunity to seduce him.

Before seducing him, the red-clothed beauty had to first investigate Andrew's detailed situation. Only in this way could she make targeted arrangements to get him to sign a contract and hand over his soul.

The red-clothed beauty said she was professional.

Elliot said. Everyone was surprised. How did you know so clearly? They tried to ask, and found that Elliot knew Alison very well, and immediately understood that this guy had a crush on Alison.

A group of colleagues who didn't mind a bit of excitement immediately coaxed Elliot to go and say hello to Alison, saying that maybe she knew him.

"Alison definitely knows me. I've talked to her several times."

Encouraged by his colleagues, Elliot stood up and walked nervously towards Alison.

The red-clothed beauty looked at this scene with pleasant surprise. Next, Elliot would usher in the greatest loss in his life. At that time, she could go to him and have him sign a contract, exchanging his soul for seven wishes.

That's right, seven wishes. The demons in this world are much better than those in other worlds. They must fulfill seven wishes for the other party before they can take away their soul.

"*Bedazzled*, it should be this movie."

Andrew silently watched all of this, knowing what was going on. The red-clothed beauty in front of him was not a demon, but a demon king. You can call her Lucifer, Satan, etc. The reason for turning into a human beauty was to better complete her business. Her true form, uh, gender unknown.

"Those seven wishes are actually seven big traps, none of which are truly realized."

Andrew secretly complained. He thought about it and decided to sabotage this matter because he wanted to steal Elliot's protagonist destiny—Elliot himself was ordinary, but he became the protagonist because the red-clothed beauty targeted him and signed a contract with him.

In other words, as long as he made the red-clothed beauty change her target and sign a contract with him, the protagonist's identity would very likely be transferred to Andrew.

Even if the speculation was wrong, it didn't matter. The King of Abilities had the Light of Destiny given by the Mechanical Demon King, which could transfer the protagonist's destiny. Of course, some conditions needed to be met.

With this thought, Andrew flipped his hair and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, turning himself into a charming bad boy.

Then, Andrew rushed ahead of Elliot, walked to Alison's side, and asked, "Beauty, can I buy you a drink?"

Elliot stopped awkwardly. He snorted coldly in his heart, "This guy looks like he's not a good person. Alison definitely won't pay attention to him. My Alison is knowledgeable and polite. Only highly educated and tasteful people are worthy of her, like me."

However, contrary to Elliot's expectations, Alison's eyes lit up when she saw Andrew and said, "Uh, I have limited time and can't stay here for too long."

"It doesn't matter. A little time is enough for you to get to know me and for me to get to know you."

Andrew smiled slightly and took Alison to an empty table next to him. Then, they drank and chatted, quickly becoming acquainted and sitting closer and closer.

Elliot was dumbfounded. What was going on? Why was my Alison so easily seduced by a man who looked like he wasn't a good person? She wasn't that kind of woman. She was reserved, noble, elegant, and tasteful goddess.

To this, Andrew said that was just your imagination. Your goddess was actually just an ordinary woman. Alison's current situation was the same as a man seeing a beautiful woman, only thinking about that kind of thing.

In the movie, Alison had been seduced by others in this way, leaving Elliot crying on the beach.

The red-clothed beauty looked at all of this in shock. This was completely different from what she had imagined. However, the situation wasn't too bad. Elliot was now equally lost and had a high probability of signing a contract with her.

Just as the red-clothed beauty was about to strike, Andrew suddenly waved to Elliot. Elliot pointed to himself in surprise. Andrew nodded. Elliot walked over, puzzled.

The red-clothed beauty frowned. That guy was really in the way. What, he was a saintly soul? Uh, then it's okay. By the way, why did he call Elliot over? Could it be that he thought it would be more fun this way?

Elliot walked to Andrew's side and asked, puzzled, "Sir, did you call me?"

"Alison and I made a bet. She said she didn't know you, but I think you should know each other."

Andrew asked with a smile, "Can you tell me, do you know each other or not?"

Alison also looked at Elliot curiously. She really didn't know the other party. Elliot was struck hard. He pointed to himself and shouted, "I'm Elliot from the technology department, Alison. We've met several times. Don't you remember me at all?"

"I'm sorry, I really don't remember."

Alison was a little embarrassed. She picked up her bag, handed Andrew a business card, and said, "Mr. Wang, I have something to do and have to leave first. Remember to call me. You're a very interesting person, and I'd love to chat with you more."

After speaking, Alison nodded politely to Elliot, turned and left. Elliot was very disappointed. The goddess actually didn't remember him at all. He had been watching her every move.

"Not bad, pure and elegant on the outside, passionate on the inside. I like it."

Andrew looked at the business card and smiled, "She even left a lipstick mark on purpose. Interesting."

Upon hearing this, Elliot looked at the business card and found that there was indeed a lipstick mark on it. He felt both jealous and disappointed. It turned out that Alison was not the goddess he had imagined.

"Do you want me to give it to you? You can kiss it a few times every day?"

Andrew asked with a smile. Elliot was overjoyed upon hearing this and subconsciously asked, "Really? Cough cough, sorry, I was talking nonsense."

Elliot was very embarrassed. Andrew laughed and put away the business card, saying, "Sit down, buddy. You have a crush on her, right? There are very few subtle people like you in America. There are more in the East."

"I've liked her for four years, a full four years. As a result, you used four minutes to win her heart."

Elliot sat down and said with disappointment and confusion. Andrew smiled and said, "Heart? You're thinking too much. She doesn't love me. She just wants to do that with me. Of course, I also want to do that with her.

Women and men are actually no different. What men think, women also think. They will be happy with playboys, but they will not marry playboys.

You envy me, but you don't understand my sadness. Every woman who gets close to me is just lusting after my body. After they get me, they will leave me. Not a single one is willing to marry me, alas."