"You mean... that Huang... that Chen cured little John?"

"It was not completely cured, it just reduced the brain tumor in half."

“Is this possible?”

"I don't know, but I know, he pulled you back from the brink of death."

Rasfa fell into deep thought: "You made an agreement with him that he promised to give me six courses of treatment, right?"

"Yes."

“I feel very good in my spirit.”

"But the hospital just re-examination report said that your current condition is very unstable and it is possible within three to seven days..."

"What did that person say?"

“He said to extend your life for three days.”

Rasfa's heart tightened. This time, he did not dare to regard the other party's warning as a joke.

At least those who can joke with him are unable to save him.

But the person who offended the other party completely at first glance was in his hands, his physical condition, even life and death.

"Father, I think you should call him in person."

"Isn't it still two days left? Let's take a look. I think I've recovered well."

"Well, if you want to wait until death comes before making a decision, I don't object."

"I'm not dead yet," Lasfa stressed.

"Yes, but it's too soon, if you hesitate any more."

"Okay OK, I'll call him."

Lasfa was a little helpless, and he was not used to bowing his head.

But he also knew that he had no choice.

I am now like a drowning person, and I must grasp everything I can.

"Hey, Chen, I'm Rasfa."

"Is there anything wrong? I'm about to rest."

"Sorry, I'm disturbing your rest." Rasfa lowered his posture.

"I'm going to have a party. Do you have time to come? It's right in my estate."

"Uh...I'm afraid I'll breathe the air in your manor, and then you call the police."

"Listen, Chen, I'm sorry for yesterday's attitude and words. I'm really sorry. I know I'm wrong. I know there's a huge inappropriate idea in my past. I hope you can forgive me. I sincerely hope that you can attend my party and I want to resolve our misunderstandings."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

"That...you said...I can stand up again, is that true?"

"Yes, but I hope it's after the first session."

"Can I postpone the party until after the first session? I want a perfect party, whether it is for you or me, after you finish the treatment, you can stay directly. I will invite a lot of people and a lot of beauties."

Although this old man in his sixties is about to die, he still pursues hedonism.

"That's your party, and you certainly have the right to hold it at any time."

"When will our first treatment start?"

"The day after tomorrow, I'm preparing to move these two days, and I'm a little busy."

"Okay, then I won't bother you, goodbye."

...

Chen Zhao hung up the phone and clenched his fists.

"Make you arrogant, you're as cowardly as your grandson now."

Don’t blame Chen Zhao for being petty, it’s the same if you change anyone.

If this old man hadn't offered a big price, please see if Chen Zhao cares about his life or death.

So sometimes money is really useful.

After taking a shower, I lay on the bed and suddenly, half of my body emerged from the wall.

"ah……"

Chen Zhao was startled, but after a closer look.

"Old Hei, you're going to die, do you have to scare me like this?"

"I recently watched a horror movie, and the evil spirits in it are so scary, so I want to try the effect."

Chen Zhao looked dark: "Can I swear?"

"I know the languages ​​of twenty-eight countries, including Chinese. Are you sure that I want to compare with whose swear words with me are more vicious?"

"Why do you have so many Chinese languages? Do you learn a foreign language when you are bored?"

"No, the soul I have collected, I can strip away the language ability in my soul and then devour it, so it is easy to learn the language of a country."

"I'll go, it's so convenient, I want it too."

"You humans cannot devour."

"Well, where did you watch the horror movie? Did you put a DVD in your own crack?"

"No, when I was waiting for someone to die the day before yesterday, he was playing a horror movie, and then he scared himself to death."

“It’s so sad.”

"After I grabbed his soul, I finished watching the horror movie with him, and his soul was shattered, but I think that horror movie is very ordinary and not that scary."

"Nonsense, he was scared to death by you."

"is that so?"

"By the way, you said you wanted to move to the space to catch the crack. Have you moved it?"

"No, I'm sorting out things, I have a lot of souls to collect. I guess I'll almost start moving when you live in your new home."

“Is there so much to move?”

“It’s a lot.”

"By the way, can I get into the crack?"

"If it is the gap between other soul-catcher, it will definitely not work, because it will be attacked by other soul-catcher collections. However, if it is my gap, I am happy to visit you. I can guarantee that you are absolutely safe in my gap."

"I began to look forward to what the place where Death lives is. By the way, you won't reject the title of Death, right?"

"It doesn't matter, but I like the name you gave me more, it's my unique name."

"Human, I also welcome you to visit my house." Bezebu said, jumping onto the bed.

"Hell? Let's forget it. I didn't plan to go to hell so soon. Although I know that at the end of the future, I will definitely go to hell, but before that, I was not ready."

"No, in the form of a living, no problem, I guarantee you safety."

"Can the living go down?"

"Devils can be summoned to the human world, and of course humans can be summoned to hell."

"Can the humans summoned to hell come back?"

"Of course, this is protected by the contract. For us demons, any sacred thing can be defiled, but the sacred contract cannot be blasphemed. Just like nine hundred years ago, the man named Dante had traveled to hell, and he was also received by many demon kings in hell. After all, it was the first time that the finished living had entered hell."

"Dante was summoned to hell?"

"Yes, it is precisely because of the sacred contract that no demon king hurt him, but later Dante went to hell again, and this time he no longer enjoyed immunity. He was burned by the endless red lotus fire and finally turned into ashes."

"Why?"

"Because he violated the contract, he had the power to visit hell according to the summoning contract, and in return he had to record the hell he saw with the pen in his hand, but he only described hell as the world of the evil one, the world of despised by others."

"Is this wrong?"

"If he is not wrong, he will not break the contract and will not fall into hell."

"Whether it is human or hell, there are rules. This rule is not set by any god or demon king. The evil one falls into hell. This is due to the rules, not the will of our demons. If the soul of the good one enters hell, even the most evil demons cannot be hurt. However, in the divine song, the demons are shaped into punishment, polluters and deceiters, and we become the source of disaster. This is a sin that cannot be forgiven."

"Uh... what you said seems to be said in the Bible."
Chapter completed!