"Hello, Colson, it's been a long time since we met." After Mephisto walked into the ward, he pulled his suit collar with a very gentlemanly, greeting Colson with a wicked smile.

Colson's face also showed a rare expression of fear, and he kept struggling on the hospital bed. Unfortunately, he was tied up with a strong belt and could not move at all. He had to shout at Mephisto, "Stay away from me, you bastard!"

"Oh, bastard? This evaluation really makes me sad." Mephisto pursed his lips, as if he was hit, and turned to everyone and said, "Although most of the prisoners in hell don't like me, I treat him as favorably as possible."

"But it seems that his reaction is not like this." Nick Fury's eyes emitted a dangerous light, staring at Mephisto and said, "It seems that he has been tortured by you."

"Hmph..." Mephisto sneered, "All sinners who have gone to hell must be punished. This is a rule, and I cannot violate it, otherwise I would not have to change all my palaces into prisons, just keep their souls on their own in the wild. All I can do is to make him receive a little lighter punishment."

"Be gentle?" Colson widened his eyes and shouted loudly in anger. "Closed me in the kennel! Tie me with the chain of the dog tied!"

"You should be honored!" Mephisto immediately retorted. "In order to place you, I have to put the hellhound I love the most free-range in the wilderness! And I usually change a kennel into ten prison cells, and other prisoners don't even have space to sit down, and you have a kennel that is exclusive, so you can lie down and sleep! And when other prisoners are constantly tortured by their own sins, the torture you are suffering is just being tied up by a dog chain!"

"Then I want to thank you?" Colson was so angry that he felt so angry that he thought that he had suffered such a great grievance, and he would be grateful to you in turn!

"Don't thank me." Mephisto sat beside Colson's bed and tilted his head to Nick Fury and Evanson. "Thank you, my friends, thank you for making me feel that you still have value in use, otherwise you would never have the chance to talk to me like this!"

Colson was going to say something, but Mephisto reached out to cover his mouth. "I think it's better not to say the words below, because although you are alive now, you will die one day, and you..." Mephisto turned his head and glanced at Nick Fury, Evanson and Claya one by one. "When you are alive, you may be of high power, or you may be unruly, but one day you will die, and you will fall into my hands. Don't offend me too ruthlessly, do you understand?"

Mephisto's remark reminded Evanson of a sentence, which was constantly circulating among the queen worshippers in the Azeroth tribe camp. No matter if you were an orc tauren or a blood elf during your lifetime, you would obey the chief or the regent, but you would be the queen after you die!

However, this rumor seems to be no longer spread, because Her Majesty Queen Sylvanas was promoted to the chief, and now the living people in the tribe will listen to her.

"Well..." Evanson withdrew his thoughts, secretly glanced at Nick Fury with a bad face, and then said to Mephisto, "Just say this to him alone."

"Interesting..." Before Nick Fury could curse Evanson for being unfaithful, Mephisto spoke with a playful smile. "Can you two still plan to go to heaven? Oh, this little beauty is possible, but you...huh..."

"I heard that heaven is a very boring place, and I didn't plan to go." Evanson said, hugging Claya's shoulder. "I plan to bring her to immortality..."

"Is that so? I wish you... good luck." Mephisto did not refute this because he was no longer surprised. There were more people who pursue eternal life on earth, but Mephisto had already met their souls in hell.

"Are you serious?" Claya asked quietly in her arms by Evanson.

"Of course." Evanson stirred the hair in Claya's ear. "I have known the method of eternal life for a long time." Then, he also said that Claya was not paying attention and secretly kissed her on the forehead. "But if there is no company in eternal life, it will be dark."

"Yeah..." Claya felt her face hot, and rubbed Evanson's arms twice. Hum... This guy knew to coax me with a nice sound... But... I won't bother him about the matter on the plane.

"It's time to go to hell if you show off your dog food!" Mephisto thought to himself, why are you both getting tired of it?! Even Nick Fury, who was standing beside him, looked at Evanson and the others with anger.

"You two are not single dogs, what kind of dog food can you eat?" Evanson snorted disdainfully. He was not a good thing, but he was still fighting for food.

"I don't have a wife." Mephisto and Nick Fury replied in unison. Then the two looked at each other in surprise, as if they had reached some consensus.

"Interesting...hehe..." Evanson looked at them with fire, and it was worth letting go of Claya slowly. There was no way, this was already angering for the public.

"And... If you don't let go of your hand, you will probably go to hell to fish out his soul again." Evanson looked at Colson, whose mouth was covered by Mephisto, who had already started rolling his eyes, so he kindly reminded him.

"Oh!" Mephisto immediately withdrew his hand. While Colson was gasping for breath, he wiped his hands hard on the bed sheet with disgust, and then said, "Okay, finish the business quickly, I can go back and have fun."

Mephisto stretched out his right hand, and a black light immediately appeared on it, slowly covering Colson's head. Colson shouted in panic, "Director, Evanson asked this bastard to stay away from me, don't let him touch me!"

"I really regret letting go of your mouth." Mephisto rolled his eyes and then took Colson with his eyes. "I can only help you repair the membrane once, which may be a little... itchy. Can you do me a favor for the moment? Don't scratch it."

"Ah!" After Mephisto's hand was pressed on the guest's head, Colson let out a loud scream, and he kept struggling on the bed. His bound hands wanted to break away from the belt. The whole bed was so tired that it creaked. After about five seconds, all of this returned to calm. Colson closed his eyes and fainted.

"It's been successful." Mephistas said as he stood up. Then he looked at people without any reaction and said uninterestingly, "You're welcome." He repeated to the coma Colson with a slightly deeper meaning, "You're welcome... You're welcome..."

Evanson and the others just thought that no one paid attention to this old devil, just now just finding face for themselves. But they didn't notice that Colson, who was unconscious and tilted his head to the side, suddenly opened his eyes, making the eyes with golden vertical pupils, and his mouth opened and closed silently. From the mouth shape, it could be seen that it was, thank you. Then he quickly stuck out his tongue, closed his eyes and fainted again.
Chapter completed!