Chen Zhao mentioned the Sharpie Dog: "It is said that a few people will have auditory hallucinations after taking a plane, which should be my auditory hallucinations."

"Human, you're insulting a hell lord, do you understand what this means?"

"Do you know that Chinese people have more than a hundred ways to cook dog meat?" Chen Zhao was not afraid at all, mainly because his mind had not turned around yet.

"Human, you can't do this, I was summoned by you."

"I summoned me? Did I summon you?" Chen Zhao slowly put down the Sharpie dog who claimed to be the Lord of Hell. At this time, his mind was a little confused. No, to be precise, it was very messy.

"Yes, I am a subordinate of the King of Gluttony, Bezebu Vito."

"How did I summon you?" Chen Zhao asked.

"How do I know?"

"Don't you summon a demon, should you offer sacrifices or something? What ritual did I just perform?"

"I don't know, I feel your sign anyway, so I'm coming."

"So what can you do for me?"

"It should be said that you need me to do for you."

Chen Zhao didn't understand how Besieb appeared.

But now he wants to figure out what it is to summon this talkable Sharpee dog.

"I want money, a lot of money." Chen Zhao made a very vulgar request.

"Please, I am a subordinate of the King of Gluttony, not of the King of Greedy Mamen, I don't do such vulgar things."

"So how do I summon the subordinates of Mamen?" Chen Zhao is now interested in this question again.

"I don't even know why I was summoned by you. If you ask me how to summon other demon kings' subordinates, do you think I may know?"

"So how can I send you back?"

"What I want to eat, what I want to satisfy my desire."

Chen Zhao called the room service: "Esen, get me some food."

Soon, Ethan brought the food and a few homemade burgers: "Ten dollars, thank you for your patronage."

However, Ethan saw the Shapi dog Besieb and said, "My hotel does not allow pets."

"I'll find a place to bury it later, and I'll call the Animal Protection Association and tell them that you've killed a pet dog."

"Okay, I'm kidding." Ethan is an American who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong.

...

"You should be kind to me, I am your summoning demon, and there is a contract between you and me."

"I suddenly felt that if I killed you, I might be able to change to a more useful demon."

"You will be punished, you evil human."

"Okay, eat a little bit, and then go back to hell, otherwise I will not be able to help making you into dog meat hotpot."

"Human food is the only place I miss the world." Beizeb ate a burger in one bite: "It's a pity that my body is too small, and the two are already at their limit."

"Does the devil's appetite be so small?"

"It's just that my projection can only appear in this form. Damn, can you please become stronger next time you summon me? Let me have a larger body."

“Is this related to me?”

"Of course, the stronger your power is, the larger the body you can summon me."

"I should be glad that I am weak, otherwise, my property will not satisfy your appetite."

"So see you next time."

"No, it will never be seen." Chen Zhao did not hide his disgust.

Beizeb slowly disappeared, right in front of Chen Zhao's eyes.

Chen Zhao also filled his stomach and he was hungry.

Suddenly, Chen Zhao recalled that before Bezebu appeared, he saw the food in Ethan's hand and developed appetite.

Then the next moment, Bezebu shows up. Could it be because of this?

"Appetite?" Chen Zhao looked at the burger on the table, but he imagined the Manchu and Han banquet in his mind.

Gudong--

The familiar small body appeared again, and Bethibu looked at Chen Zhao with a sad face.

"I've promised to never see you? Why summon me again?"

"I'm just trying, there's a burger on the table, get out after eating."

"I can't eat it, what I just ate hasn't digested yet."

"What a trouble, I need to try to summon other demons."

“If you allow me to use my ability, I can speed up my digestion.”

"Use it."

Gululu—

At this moment, Chen Zhao suddenly felt very hungry, very hungry... This feeling was ten times stronger than before.

Chen Zhao immediately picked up a burger and swallowed it voraciously.

"Are still hungry... strange, what's going on?"

Chen Zhao looked at Bethibu suddenly: "You did it?"

"You promised me to use my ability." Bezebu shrank his eyes, and seemed a little afraid of Chen Zhao.

"This ability is a waste." Chen Zhao curled his lips: "It's not practical at all."

"If the projection you summon is strong enough, I can make a person die."

"I am a doctor, not a killer. My duty is to save people, not kill people... and... your ability is just to let me eat an extra burger."

"You are too weak, you pathetic human."

"I feel like I can have another meal of dog meat hotpot now!"

“Humans, we have a contract.”

"And what? What would I do if I eat you? Die? Or become a demon?"

"You...you will..." Bezebu is a little overwhelmed: "When I go back, I will check the Demon Book and tell you."

Obviously, this is not a demon who doesn't do his homework.

"But you don't know what will happen, so you definitely don't dare to kill me, humans." Beizeb is still very good at speculating on human nature.

"Same, you are now under my control, right?"

"You don't have to expect me to help you fulfill certain impossible wishes."

"Come on, roll three times on the ground."

"Human, are you challenging the dignity of a demon lord?"

"What kind of punishment will you be punished against the Summoner's order?"

One, two, three...

"Good dog."

"I'm not a dog, I'm a demon! You despicable human."

"A few more laps."

One circle, two circles, three circles.

"Let's make peace."

"I'm afraid the second wave? I thought the demon would be a little more determined."

“In fact, it’s not. Essentially, there is no difference between our ideas and ideas.” Bezebub said: “If we put aside the differences in species, our biggest difference is that we demons are more rational than you humans.”

"Do you still know the concept of species?"

"Many of you people are in hell, and it should be said that they are most of them."

"So, hell should be more developed than the human world, right? After all, there are many geniuses in hell, and they should not die again after they die once, right?"

"In fact, it is not that their souls will only remember some things after entering hell, and the longer they are, the less memories they have, so we can only know the general situation in the world from their mouths. However, if we want to rely on those human geniuses to develop hell, it is obviously unlikely, let alone, our demons are more enthusiastic about destruction than creation."

"Are there many people in this world who can summon demons like me?"
Chapter completed!