Chapter 242: Faust (2/2)
To be honest, buying a plane ticket for the devil is very difficult.
Because he is simply a shady.
In the end, Zong Jiu didn't bother to care about him, and left the sentence ”The devil with vast magical powers will arrive at the destination by himself, see you later” and then boarded the plane without looking back.
As a result, when he asked the stewardess to help him make the first-class bed and climbed up to get ready to sleep, his cold hands climbed out of the shadows again.
The bed in the first-class cabin was so narrow, Zong Jiu, a big man lying on it, was barely enough, and there was another demon taller than him, it was almost impossible to put his arms and legs.
”Baby, you can lie down in my shadow, I am very happy to provide you with this service. Or...”
The man held his head and smiled ambiguously, ”It's okay to lie on me.”
Zong Jiu: ”...Go away.”
He Jiu felt that signing a contract with this devil might be the biggest mistake he had made in his life.
The long shadows are like space folding, staggeringly spreading the entire space pod with a layer, extending the space infinitely.
Who would have thought that just a shadow could still be used like this? ? ? Anyway, authentic nine is unexpected.
After the plane landed, Zong Jiu found that the merchant had already given him a reply.
[Customer Service]: This... kiss, this is beyond our understanding. Generally speaking, this is something for occult enthusiasts to try. We are not responsible for either the success rate or the after-sales service. Dear
[Magician]: The things you sell are so expensive, haven't you tried it yourself?
[Customer Service]: But no one else has had this situation before, so I can’t laugh or cry. jpg
[Magician]: What do you mean, you dare to sell things that you don’t guarantee? Didn’t you say that the devil will be summoned at a rate of over 50%?
[Customer Service]: Ah this...but we have only met you, the summoned guest...everyone else has failed.
[Customer Service]:...Let’s do it, in fact, we sell fake products, but if you believe in this item, you can’t believe it or not, right? Can I give you half of the money back?
The other party probably thought he was mentally ill, so he shivered and gave a refund.
Zong Jiu stared at the dialog box speechlessly for a moment, then retired, and found that the comments he had left before were already very lively.
[Hahahahahahaha, I rely on, someone really buys such an expensive IQ tax]
[My God, this is not a secondary disease, right? I also summoned the devil to return the goods, wtmxs]
[Onlookers in the second disease! These years, the second disease is common, and it is rare to see such a rich person! 】
Zong Jiu: ”...”
Forget it, maybe others are not so lucky?
He comforted himself so that he put the phone back in his pocket.
The agent was ready to pick up the plane at the WYN airport early, and saw Zong Jiu rushing to greet him immediately.
”Brother Nine, congratulations on recovery, congratulations.”
The agent sighed first, but when he turned his head, he saw the black-haired man with his hands in his pockets and a pair of sunglasses on his face, following behind the magician.
”Who is this......?”
Seeing that the two of them seemed to know each other, the agent spoke hesitantly.
Zong Jiu was silent for a moment.
He doesn't know how to answer. Could it be that this is the devil I summoned from hell?
As a result, such a moment of hesitation allowed the devil to take the lead.
The black-haired man lowered his head slightly and put a hand intimately on the magician's shoulder. The dark golden pupils gleamed with a gloomy color on the frame of the sunglasses. When his eyes fell on the person, it was terrifying.
Seeing such a scene, the agent was so scared that his pupils went round.
Who doesn't know that this great magician hates physical contact with others the most on weekdays. The agent team has been with him for so long and hasn't seen any friends with him. The only thing he has dealt with the most is the problem of work, which is horribly isolated.
But it does. The ability to achieve such magical achievements at his age can no longer be described by the word genius. But those geniuses who are incompatible with ordinary people like this cannot always find the same kind and need to endure loneliness.
”He will be my personal assistant these days, asking why so much.”
Zong Jiu knocked off the hand on his shoulder impatiently: ”Let's go.”
Agent: ”Okay, okay, come with me, the car is already waiting outside.”
So they left from the airport where people came and went.
When he left, Zong Jiu looked at the devil secretly, and said casually, ”Do you **** demons often come to the real world?”
”No, rarely.”
The devil frowned and scanned the gazes looking at them.
Especially falling on the white-haired magician.
His hair color is too conspicuous, and his figure is tall and slender. He abruptly turns the airport into a fashion show runway, and his turnaround rate is 100%.
Even knowing that this is just a low-level copy constructed from the magician's memory, it still makes the devil feel extremely unhappy.