Chapter 221 Master, why did you bring the devil back?
In the magnificent hall, gorgeous headlights emit a soft light.

However, these warm and soft lights could not warm the cold hearts of Delian, Jetton, the blonde secretary and others.

Because the basement surveillance camera was blown up by an invisible force, butler Jetton immediately switched to the hidden camera's view and saw the mummies lying on the ground in all directions.

Through the clothes on these mummies, their appearance can be vaguely judged.

The three of them were certain that these mummies were living people just seconds ago and were gifts from Mr. Delian to the mysterious oriental man!
"Gulu~~"

Looking at the extremely horrifying scene on the screen, the blonde secretary swallowed in horror.

Butler Jetton felt cold all over and asked in astonishment: "Master, why did you bring the devil back?"

"..."

Delian was confused.

He just asked someone to come back to treat his old illness. Who knew that the cool-looking Mr. A would actually be a devil in human skin!
With one breath, he could suck away the souls of ten death row prisoners and turn them into hideous and terrifying mummies.

terrible!

But... he was so excited.

It's a devil!
Having lived to this point, he no longer values ​​money and power.

Capitalists like them who stand at the top of the pyramid usually pursue simple goals, which is to be healthy, live long and enjoy a luxurious life.

Originally, Delian had always placed his hopes on scientists, hoping that they would invent the medical cabin like the one in the movies, where no matter what disease one has or how serious the injury is, one can be cured by lying in it.

But in fact, modern medicine can't even cure his old problems such as high blood pressure and cardiovascular disease.

However, the demon dragon from the East can make him feel better from the inside out after suffering from a sudden heart attack and breathing difficulties with just a slap...

"Are there really demons in the world?"

Delian couldn't help but question Cheng Long's identity in his heart.

But then I thought about the camera that was suddenly crushed just now, and Cheng Long's mysterious disappearance when he drove into the tunnel yesterday. Even if he was not the master, he must be an otherworldly master who possessed many mysterious methods.

Just as the three of them were having their own thoughts, either fear or doubt, Cheng Long walked up the stairs step by step, slowly appeared in front of them, revealing a smile like a boy next door.

If Delian hadn't seen the surveillance footage, he would definitely have thought he was a very kind young man.

"Mr. Delian, I am very pleased with your gift."

"Mr. Long, I'm very happy that you are satisfied." Delian stood up very politely and said, "But I don't know when you plan to cure my old illness?"

"Give me a quiet room and lie down. In five minutes at most, I can make you healthy again."

"Please come with me."

Delian's eyes lit up, and he took Cheng Long to the master bedroom on the second floor and lay down obediently.

The butler Jetton and the blonde secretary wisely stayed outside the door, quietly waiting for instructions.

"Go to sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up."

Cheng Long didn't really like hearing the extremely pleasurable moans from men, so he bent his finger and a trace of demonic energy came out of his finger and entered Delian's mind.

Then, Delian tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep...

"Hmm~"

About three minutes later.

Delian woke up slowly. Normally, he would feel back pain after waking up, and occasionally leg cramps and general fatigue. But this time, not only did he not have these problems, he even felt refreshed, as if he had returned to his twenties and thirties.

This feeling is quite wonderful. If the person standing in front of him was not Mr. Long, but his blonde secretary, he would definitely be eager to experience the feeling of recovering health.

"Mr. Delian, how do you feel now?"

Cheng Long stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Delian quietly.

He just used only 0.1 of a person's blood and essence energy to cure the other person's old illness. The old guy is still in good health. If he hadn't secretly done something before, Delian would never have vomited blood suddenly, scaring the female secretary so much that her face turned pale.

Of course.

The dosage he used this time was so small, and he stopped supplying the patient after the disease was cured. The main reason was that he wanted to make a profit.

Don't feed too much at one time.

“It feels great, as if I have returned to more than a decade ago. I am full of energy.”

Delian's eyes were filled with shock.

After saying that, he subconsciously raised his arm and checked the time on his watch. Sure enough, only a few minutes had passed. The painless treatment was so effective.

Cheng Long's mysterious methods gave him a great shock.

"These are just basic treatments. My methods are far more than that."

"Can you tell me?"

Delian asked impatiently.

"For example, it could make you ten or even twenty years younger, and allow you to gain super strength, so that you can lift hundreds or even thousands of pounds with one hand..."

Cheng Long never stopped talking until he had shocked the world. The first thing he said was to restore youth and master extraordinary powers. Delian's mouth was dry after hearing this. He wished he could get all these things immediately and turn into a young and strong man.

His eyes were extremely fiery.

However, Delian quickly forced himself to regain his composure and asked, "So what's the price?"

"One hundred death row prisoners in exchange for three years of youth, at most fifteen years."

Cheng Long offered a terrifying bargaining chip. Sacrifice one hundred people in three years and gain a maximum of fifteen years of life. That means Delian needs to sacrifice five hundred people to Cheng Long.

This is not a small number. Even for him, he needs to bribe many people to do it.

"Mr. Long, can I advance three years of my youth?"

Delian did not think that the number of sacrifices was too large. On the contrary, he thought that the number of sacrifices was even too small. If a capitalist like him controlled this power, he would only demand more souls to satisfy his own needs.

At this moment, if Cheng Long knew what Delian was thinking, he would probably curse inwardly: "Dirty capitalist!"

"Yes, you can advance it for six or nine years, but since ancient times, when you lend money, you always have to pay interest when you get it back. This is your area of ​​expertise, and you should understand my intentions."

Cheng Long didn't mind helping Delian recover a few years of youth in advance, because he knew very well that the other party's purpose of advance youth was just to see if he was really capable.

If he has the ability, then Delian can collect death row prisoners without any scruples, or dispatch troops to capture criminals.

"I've advanced nine years of my youth. I wonder how much interest I have to pay?"

Delian was not worried at all that after using up his youth in advance, he would not be able to provide so many death row prisoners to the other party.

I only wish I could be a few years younger. When I was young, I didn’t know how to cherish time. Only when I got old did I realize that time is the most precious thing.

"Ten death row inmates a month, plus ten million US dollars, and the maximum delay is three months." Cheng Long thought about it and gave this number.

"That makes sense. I can accept that. Then... please get started!"

Delian lay down again, closed his eyes excitedly, and behaved extremely actively.

No matter which world one is in, people cannot escape the desire for life and youth, especially people like Delian who are in their fifties, not yet old, but often unable to do anything, and they particularly desire to regain their youth.

Even many elderly people in their seventies, eighties, or even nineties who are about to die may have thoughts about eighteen-year-old girls.

Since Cheng Long can satisfy the wishes of these old guys, he can naturally obtain a steady supply of cultivation materials.

If you come here and don't kill tens or hundreds of thousands of evil people, it would be a wasted trip.

About six minutes later.

Delian, who was knocked unconscious by the hypnosis, woke up again. Almost at the moment he opened his eyes, he clearly felt the changes in himself.

My strength has increased, my eyesight has improved, and I feel more energetic.

He couldn't wait to get out of bed and trot to the floor-length mirror.

“…You are so young!”

Looking at himself in the mirror with dark hair and tight skin, Delian's pupils shrank, and a sense of inexplicable excitement and fear suddenly grew in his heart.

The excitement was naturally because of his appearance, which had recovered from his fifties to his forties.

Fear comes from the unknown.

Mr. Long can restore his youth, but he can also age a person naturally, and even drain a person dry in an instant.

"Mr. Delian, you now owe me three hundred death row inmates. Of course, they don't have to be death row inmates. Drug dealers and fugitives are fine. As long as they have killed someone, they can be handed over to me. Uh, manslaughter is not included."

Cheng Long was worried that Delian might do something wrong, so he added a sentence at the end to let the other party know that he was not a real devil, so as to prevent him from sending people to the slums to arrest people indiscriminately.

"Mr. Long, please rest assured that the sacrifices I prepare for you must be real criminals, and there will never be a good person mixed in." Delian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. A demon with a bottom line is easier to deal with than one without a bottom line. Mr. Long doesn't even want criminals who have killed someone by mistake, so he naturally won't kill people indiscriminately.

only……

When he thought about how he had directly or indirectly killed many people and caused many people to go bankrupt in his pursuit of wealth over the years, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Perhaps, this devil from the East is more difficult to deal with than the one with no bottom line.

"I have to go, get me a car."

"Okay, Mr. Long."

Delian walked quickly forward and opened the door attentively.

This surprised the housekeeper and the female secretary who were guarding outside the door.

Especially when they saw Mr. Delian regain his youthful appearance, they were both so shocked that they were speechless.

"Jayden, go and get my Mercedes-Benz out."

"Yes, sir."

After hearing this, Jaden came to his senses and immediately turned and walked towards the underground garage.

But on the way to the garage, he couldn't help but look back frequently. He had followed Delian for more than 20 years and was very familiar with the old man's appearance.

The master now is clearly the same as he was nine or ten years ago.

Didn’t we agree to cure the old disease?

How come even people become younger?
The scene before him was enough to shock him for a hundred years.

Soon after, in front of the manor.

After watching Cheng Long drive away in his Mercedes-Benz, the butler Jetton, who had been patient for a long time, finally couldn't stand it anymore and turned to look at Delian: "Master, is Mr. Long really a demon? Did you make a deal with him?"

"I don't know if he is a devil, but he does have devilish methods..." Delian narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The blonde secretary at the side pursed her lips subconsciously as she looked at her boss who had grown from his fifties to his forties, mature and wealthy.

I wonder what the physical condition of the boss who is ten years younger is like?

The days of trying hard to please are so painful!

(End of this chapter)