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Chapter 879 Uninvited Guests Entering the Tavern

It was 10 o'clock in the evening on December 15th, the second year of the Ming Dynasty.

A man covered in bandages walked into the bar, came to the bar, ordered a beer, and glanced at all the guests in the bar.

"I want to see Joe."

"Which Joe?"

"You know who I'm looking for, don't waste my time."

The bartender shrugged and said, "I only sell alcohol here, you can ask someone else."

The bandaged man threw a silver coin in front of him: "Do you want this?"

The bartender picked up the silver coin, carefully identified the number on it, nodded slightly and said, "I didn't expect that a big shot like you also likes to collect such small things."

"Don't test my patience."

"If you want to vent your anger, there are plenty of places outside. People who come to the pub just want to drink quietly."

The bartender turned around and twisted a bottle, and the secret door on the wall next to him slowly opened.

Entering the secret door and passing through a dark tunnel that seemed to span many dimensions, the stranger arrived at the secret room.

The coals in the fireplace crackled, and three people sat at the card table, looking at the cards in their hands in silence.

"Are you Joe?"

The bandaged man walked directly up to the black-haired young man and asked straight to the point.

"Your friends?"

Qiao Hongyi raised his head and looked at the other two.

"This is His Majesty Behemoth, the Lord of Hell."

The man, who still looked ordinary, stood up and bowed slightly to show respect, but his tone was not very respectful: "He is not the great lord I serve. I don't know what blew him to this remote corner."

"Wow, you're still alive?"

Another short-haired lady asked in surprise, "As far as I know, Angelica chased you all the way to the North Pole, didn't she?"

The bandaged man ignored the two's teasing, looked directly at Qiao Hongyi, and said coldly: "I want to buy a piece of information."

"Of course, as long as the price is right, let's sit down and talk."

Qiao Hongyi spread his hands and said without comment.

Behemoth sat down and cast a stern gaze at the other two people who were unaware of the situation.

"Rafi, Florence, get out."

"This is our territory, Lord Behemoth."

Florence chuckled and said, "Are you afraid of us knowing any secrets? Are you now ready to lower yourself and come ashore with a clean slate?"

"The Starlight Temple has never participated in the struggles of the mortal world."

Rafi raised his glass and gestured, "But if you need it, maybe we can provide some insignificant help."

Behemoth was silent for a moment, then said, "I want to know all the information the Secret Service has about the birth of Jesus."

Hearing this, Rafi and Florence both showed meaningful smiles on their faces.

Sure enough, he came here for this matter.

"Your Highness Mephisto's plan, are you planning to get involved? To be honest, this doesn't fit my impression of your style."

Qiao Hongyi raised his hand to interrupt Florence's sarcastic tone and asked calmly, "What information do you want to exchange for it?"

"Your life."

Behemoth said coldly: "If you don't want to be crushed to death by me, tell me everything you know!"

"Since I left the Secret Service, many people have wanted to kill me." Qiao Hongyi shrugged and said, "If you really want to talk business, then don't waste your time on this kind of intimidation trick."

"Three hundred lives."

Behemoth sneered and said, "Three days later, at a grand sacrificial ceremony, three hundred people will be sacrificed to a certain ancient god. What do you think of this price?"

"If it's so scary, why don't you just talk to the Secret Service?"

Qiao Hongyi remained unmoved.

"Aren't you the spy planted by the Secret Service?"

"If this is the price you can offer, there is nothing more to discuss."

Faced with Behemoth's questioning, Qiao Hongyi was too lazy to defend himself.

The devil has always been good at creating the trolley problem, and then instigating and deceiving the ignorant masses to engage in moral kidnapping.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Behemoth gritted his teeth and had to reveal his true trump card.

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"Do you know Oblivion?"

"What kind of annihilation?"

"I'm talking about a person."

Behemoth turned his gaze to Rafi: "You should know."

"If you mean the one who disappeared a hundred years later, I have heard her story."

Rafi nodded and said, "A super mutant created by the federal government in secret experiments, codenamed Annihilation, who caused a bloody storm in North America and destroyed the entire Pantheon by himself. Later, he was bewitched by Satan and went to the East, almost causing the Third Island Chain War, and was eventually shot dead by Black Dragon Princess... Your Highness Behemoth, are you talking about this person?"

"Yes, that's the Annihilation."

Behemoth looked at Qiao Hongyi and said, "Is this information enough to exchange for Jesus' information?"

"What does intelligence from a hundred years from now mean to me? I am just a mortal living in the present."

"Of course not in a hundred years, but now."

Hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the three people present couldn't help but become serious.

"can."

Qiao Hongyi nodded and said, "I am very interested in this information. Tell me about it."

“Give me information about Jesus first!”

"You are a demon, I am not, so you speak first."

The first principle of dealing with the devil is not to believe a single word he says, because he has no moral constraints at all.

Neither the devil himself nor the information he provides is worth trusting.

It can only be said that it has certain reference value.

"There is a replica of annihilation, or a replica... I have no idea about the technology of the future era, but in short, it is such a thing that will arrive at this point in time with the tide of time and space."

Behemoth was not angry at Qiao Hongyi's offense, and said bluntly: "The reason why I know this is because I feel that she is coming for me. Maybe she thinks that I am in an unprecedented weak period at this point in time, and she wants to devour my strength. By analogy, other monarchs of hell will also be attacked by her at different times."

The Hell Lords who were able to leave their names in history were all powerful and cunning. They had experienced the baptism of thousands of years and cultivated their survival skills to the extreme. It might not be difficult to defeat them, but it was not so easy to kill them completely.

Behemoth is famous for his military power among the seven monarchs, but this does not mean that he lacks wisdom. When he sensed that a fatal threat was coming, he decisively followed his inner wishes and made the most rational choice.

Disaster is diverted to the east.

"Since her target is you, what does this information mean to me?"

"Don't pretend to be ignorant, Joe. Compared with an old man like me, isn't it true that newborn babies are more tender and delicious?"

(End of this chapter)