"I heard that the young master of your Hell Four Symbols Association is a handsome young man with a rather evil temperament. Is this true?"
A charming voice came from behind, and the evil ghost leading the way felt so weak all over, as if he had been fed a ten-kilogram bucket of drugs. The whole ghost seemed to be floating lightly as if walking on the clouds.
"Of course. Our young master is a handsome man rarely seen in a thousand years. I don't know how many girls are in love with him."
The evil ghost boasted, not forgetting to reinforce his master's affectionate personality: "But our young master only loves Miss Liang Shimeng, and those girls who admire her can only reject her."
"Oh? Really?"
The Archbishop of Slaanesh blinked, then extended his scarlet tongue to slowly lick the meticulously crafted, over ten-centimeter-long nails. "I'm even more interested in this handsome young man~"
Looking at the other person's flat chest muscles under the deep V clothes, the dark skin covered with powder as thick as a city wall, and the charming smile on the resolute square face.
The evil ghost's blood, which had been boiling because of the sound that could make his ears pregnant, suddenly cooled down, and a chill of fear surged into his heart.
"Ahahahaha, the young master's charm is unquestionable. You will be able to experience it for yourself after meeting him."
Looking at the other person's terrified expression, the Archbishop of the Slaanesh Cult pinched his black fingers, which were covered with various gemstones and diamond rings, and said with a delicate smile:
"Don't be afraid, little brother. We won't do anything to you. Our teachings in the Slaanesh Cult are about indulgence."
He bent down and licked the demon's earlobe, then gently stroked its suddenly stiff shoulder and said, "As long as you have no desires of your own, there's nothing I can do.
If you already have desires, what’s wrong with indulging them?
I heard that your Hell Four Symbols Society is originally a group of lawless lunatics who indulge in sensual pleasures, which is exactly in line with the teachings of our Slaanesh Cult~"
It's a pity that they are all worthless alien creatures, but it's just right to be gathered together to use as thugs.
There are some things that their sects are not suitable to take action on, which is just right for the gangs to act as black gloves.
The man has feelings, and I am willing, it's perfect.
"Alright, I can't wait to meet your handsome young man and beautiful human girl. Lead the way! It's rude to keep a lady waiting for too long."
As he spoke, the burly black man dressed as a gorgeous prostitute winked at the evil ghost who was a head shorter than him.
The evil ghost's throat surged, and the food he had just eaten in the morning almost came out. He tried his best to swallow the food that surged from his stomach. The evil ghost showed a stiff smile with a pale face: "Yes!"
The door of the bar was locked from the inside and the evil ghost pushed it several times but failed.
He smiled wryly and said to Archbishop Slaanesh, "Strange, the door seems to be locked. Please wait a moment, I will contact the young master."
As if he had noticed something, Archbishop Slaanesh showed a thoughtful expression: "No need, I'll open the door."
The black man's arms were strong, with bulging muscles and bulging veins. He carefully spread his palms flat to avoid damaging his carefully crafted manicure.
Archbishop Slaanesh easily pushed down the heavy door and the surrounding walls.
The liquid behind the door finally found an outlet and gushed out like a flood.
The Archbishop of Slaanesh reacted quickly and hid far away in an instant.
The evil ghost gangster who led the way didn't react in time and was drenched in the foul-smelling pus all over his head and face.
"That was a close call~ I almost got my favorite little skirt dirty~"
Bishop Slaanesh covered his mouth and nose and exclaimed softly.
"vomit……"
The stench almost made the evil ghost vomit his stomach: "Why is there so much stinky water in the bar? Where is the young master?"
Bishop Slaanesh cautiously poked his head out to look into the bar. The room was in a mess, with blood and foul-smelling pus all over the walls, bar counter, and even the ceiling.
Under the influence of various elements, the entire bar is like the intestines of some creature, filled with foul-smelling metabolites and undigested food residues.
"Is there a possibility that this pus is your eldest son?"
Hearing the other party's words, the evil ghost completely lost his blood color.
"So, are there any more lovely human girls?" Archbishop Slaanesh asked, not forgetting the purpose of his visit.
Unfortunately, the evil ghost was so frightened that he could no longer answer his questions.
…
The headquarters of the Four Symbols of Hell is located in a commercial building. Rather than a gang headquarters, it looks more like the office building of some large company.
What the superior likes, the subordinates will follow. The Lord of the Demon City likes to use the human form of beautiful noble ladies. In order to please him, the "people" below naturally put on human skin, just to have a closer relationship with the Lord of the Demon City.
Similarly, Qiongqi, as the president of the Four Symbols of Hell, likes the business style, so the "people" under him naturally dress themselves up as business elites, and even the gang's headquarters has become a commercial building.
"My son is dead."
The middle-aged man in the lead sat in the main seat, with the light behind him so that the people below could not see his face, but the solemn atmosphere as if the sky was falling was enough to make all the "people" present as quiet as chickens.
"Do you have anything to say?"
Qiongqi, whose son had just died, had a calm and cold expression.
Taotie, who was sitting in the second seat, bravely asked, "Brother, do you know who did this?"
"[The videotape] goes back in time and shows Xiaohu stepping on a bug and killing it. It seems he's been infected by something, so he chopped off his foot, but it didn't help.
Then his body was covered with red silk threads, which were rapidly devouring him. He could not get rid of them no matter what method he used.
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