American comics Lord of Hell

"Mr. Wang, I really don't know what to say about your luck. First a curse, then a witch, and now you've even run into a Demon Lord."

Chloe complained. Could this man be the legendary Child of Destiny? How is he involved in everything?

"This shouldn't be luck. The Lucky Chuck thing was the Demon Lord telling me about it. She's been planning something with me from the start."

Andrew said, "As for you, witch, uh, you came to my door yourself. It probably has nothing to do with the Demon Lord."

Chloe rolled her eyes at Andrew, but he wasn't wrong. She did come to his door herself. The news just spread a bit quickly. Could it be a coincidence?

"Mr. Wang, if you ask for my opinion, I would advise you not to agree to the Demon Lord's terms."

Chloe advised, "People who make deals with demons never have a good ending, let alone a Demon Lord. If you make a deal with her, you will completely lose your soul."

"The problem is, if I don't agree to the Demon Lord's terms, how can I have a strong body and eternal life?"

Andrew said with a frown, "Although I can attract beautiful women to offer themselves to me now, there is a limit to what a man can do. In another year or two, I'll be useless. At that time, I'll only be able to look, not touch. That, to me, is worse than death."

Chloe was speechless. She sighed, "Mr. Wang, you've already made your decision, but I still want to say, don't make a deal with a demon. You won't get what you want."

Andrew laughed. He said, "With my wealth and good looks, picking up girls isn't difficult, but that's not enough. I want more beautiful women, and I want to be happy every day."

Chloe didn't even know what expression to give. This man, all he has in his brain is that stuff.

"His problem is that he's too greedy, but that's a good thing. If he weren't greedy, how would I have a chance?"

The red-clothed beauty had been staring at this room. She couldn't help but laugh when she heard Andrew's words because she knew that Andrew would definitely sign the contract.

And that was indeed the case. Although Chloe kept勸說 him, Andrew ultimately decided to sign the contract with the demon. Then, he summoned the red-clothed beauty, and his body directly disappeared.

"There really are demons."

Chloe was a little surprised. She couldn't help but have the idea of signing a contract with a demon. Just like Andrew said, seven wishes, surely one or two could be fulfilled, right?

"No, people who make deals with demons will never have a good ending."

Immediately, Chloe shook her head. She almost fell for it. Demons are really good at bewitching people. Mr. Wang's soul will probably belong to the demon soon.

Andrew's eyes blurred, and he appeared in a bar, filled with a chaotic dance of demons and the humans they had lured in. The red-clothed beauty smiled and said, "We are friends. After you sign the contract, you can choose any demon here to accompany you."

"Can I choose you?"

Andrew asked with a smile. The red-clothed beauty laughed loudly, "Of course you can, but it requires a wish. I guarantee you'll get the ultimate enjoyment."

The red-clothed beauty certainly wouldn't go on stage herself. She didn't really mind this kind of thing. The problem was, she looked down on ordinary humans. She would find a succubus to transform into her appearance, which would also count as fulfilling the wish.

"Then forget it."

Andrew immediately shook his head. The red-clothed beauty rolled her eyes. What a realistic man. She didn't bother to say anything more and led Andrew into the office. Then, she took out a stack of super thick documents from a large cabinet next to her.

The red-clothed beauty placed the documents on the table in front of Andrew and said, "As long as you sign your name on this, you can get seven wishes. You won't be disappointed."

"Okay."

Andrew nodded and sat down to carefully look through the documents. The red-clothed beauty was stunned. She asked, "You're not planning to read it from beginning to end, are you?"

"Why not? Anyone who signs without reading the contents is an idiot, okay?"

Andrew said with a puzzled look, "When signing any document, you must read it carefully from beginning to end. Otherwise, you will definitely die a miserable death. As an elite working at Stark Group, how could I make such a low-level mistake?"

"Except for you, no one else who has come to sign the contract has read the contents."

The red-clothed beauty complained. Those who came to sign contracts with her were all losers who felt hopeless in life. Plus, this agreement was so thick that it made people want to die. No one would carefully examine it. They had already sold their souls to the devil, so what was there to look at in the specific terms?

Of course, the red-clothed beauty's interference and seduction were also key reasons.

"They're just stupid. Pour me a cup of tea. There's so much to read."

Andrew shook his head and said. The red-clothed beauty was speechless. He even dared to order her around. She was a Demon Lord.

Although a certain Demon Lord was unhappy, she still poured Andrew a cup of tea—she went to other places to get it because there wasn't any in the office. The customer is God. Before Andrew signed the contract, he could have whatever he wanted. After signing, hehe, things would be different.

Andrew drank tea while carefully examining the contract. After a while, he pointed to a clause on it and asked in surprise, "Sacrificing yourself to make a wish for someone else can invalidate this contract? Really?"

"Of course it's true, but it must be from the bottom of your heart."

The red-clothed beauty said, "Now that you know this clause, it's impossible for you to be sincere anymore. This clause is useless to you."

"That's a pity, but then again, someone like me can't sacrifice myself and sincerely make a wish for others."

Andrew shook his head and said, "I'm very curious. Why would a hellish Demon Lord create such a clause? It's clearly rewarding those who are kind.

Moreover, aren't the souls of good people the souls that you Demon Lords want the most?"

"Why create such a clause? Of course, I have my reasons, but I'm not interested in telling you."

The red-clothed beauty said, "Besides, who told you that we Demon Lords want the souls of good people the most? In fact, in the eyes of us Demon Lords, all living beings are equal. Whether they are good people or bad people, their souls are the same."

"We only care about the quality of the soul." The red-clothed beauty secretly added in her heart.

"Is that so?"

Andrew nodded and continued to examine the contract, but he was thinking about the previous clause. This clause was not right, very wrong. No Demon Lord would create such a clause because demons would never reward kindness. That was what angels would do.

"Demons? Angels?"

Andrew was thoughtful. The red-clothed beauty saw that he was still reading and became a little impatient. She got up to play outside. Of course, she left a trace of her consciousness to watch the office.

The red-clothed beauty wasn't really worried about what Andrew would do. In fact, Andrew couldn't do anything. What could a mortal do? He couldn't even open the cabinet.

The red-clothed beauty was just being cautious. Unfortunately, she didn't know that Andrew could really do something. His fingers swiped across the clauses. On the surface, it looked like just a reading habit, but some characters were quietly changed into other characters.

The red-clothed beauty didn't notice this at all. One reason was that Andrew's technique was superb. Whether it was erosion or modification, there were no fluctuations. Another reason was that she didn't have the slightest vigilance.

To avoid being discovered by the red-clothed beauty, this couldn't be rushed. It had to be done slowly, bit by bit. Therefore, after a full few hours, Andrew finally finished reading the agreement.

"Demon Lord, can you order takeout here? I'm a little hungry."

Andrew shouted. The red-clothed beauty appeared out of thin air. She said, "You can ask me, and I will grant you a takeout."

Andrew smiled and picked up his phone to order takeout. The red-clothed beauty was a little annoyed that Andrew didn't fall for it and went to the bar to get a plate of fruit for Andrew.

Because Andrew didn't make a request, this didn't count as a wish. Andrew ate fruit while saying, "Two questions. I'll sign immediately after I ask."

"What questions?" The red-clothed beauty was overjoyed and quickly asked.

"First, why isn't there a place for you to sign on this agreement?"

Andrew asked, "Under normal circumstances, the agreement needs to be signed by both parties at the same time to take effect."

"Because this agreement itself is my signature."

The red-clothed beauty raised her hand. The agreement closed, and then the characters on the agreement disappeared, and a black wing imprint appeared. That was the red-clothed beauty's Demon Lord imprint.

"Is that so?"

Andrew pretended to think for a moment and continued to ask, "Second question, the clauses on this are definitely 100% binding on me, but what about you? Or rather, will you cheat, and can you cheat?"

"Good question."

The red-clothed beauty laughed. She said, "The clauses on this are not only 100% binding on you, but also on me. This agreement is the embodiment of rules. Even I cannot violate it."

"That's good."

Andrew nodded and happily signed his name on the agreement. The red-clothed beauty breathed a sigh of relief. He finally signed. It was really not easy.

The red-clothed beauty's current feeling was like a salesperson encountering a difficult customer, racking their brains, and finally getting the other party to sign the order.

What the red-clothed beauty didn't know was that the one who signed the contract with her was just a virtual soul. Andrew himself didn't sign the contract. More importantly, Andrew secretly changed a lot of the details of the clauses.

These modifications couldn't allow Andrew to directly control the red-clothed beauty, but as long as some conditions were met, the red-clothed beauty would gradually fall into Andrew's clutches.