Relieved?

Relieve a ghost!

Let's play with the spoon!

With an angry smile, Crowley's answer did not succeed, because he just integrated the news that he had told Benny together and said it again.

"Crowley, you'd better be clear, don't hesitate, it's not good for you."

Benny stared at Crowley badly, and said lightly.

Crowley took a half step back subconsciously, and stopped quickly when he reacted.

Why am I afraid of him?

He was just a lowly human who was lucky enough to find the wizard's notes!

My dignified demon, Crowley, son of a witch, future lord of hell, why are you afraid of him?

Crowley attributed all this to his acting for too long.

"No, no no, Hammond, my dear friend, I didn't deceive you, trust me. Crowley is trustworthy."

Crowley shook his hands, his head swaying like a rattle.

Benny gave no feedback and just looked at him quietly.

Ever since he was deceived when dealing with Crowley for the first time, Benny would not and dare not believe the little boy in front of him.

"Well, Hammond."

Crowley's shoulders collapsed and said helplessly.

"Washington is very insecure right now."

Benny nodded.

Crowley said this after seeing him.

"It's really unsafe." Crowley emphasized again. "It's not just for you."

Crowley pointed to the three-headed dog at his feet.

"A series of consequences of Yasather's departure from hell."

With that, Crowley forced an ugly smile.

Benny stared at Crowley for a while, shook his head and said

"This reason is not valid."

Crowley was suddenly anxious, and he had to add something, but Benny interrupted.

"However, Crowley, if you want to become the king of hell, these little tricks are not enough. You must have the strength to match it, at least the courage to face Asathir."

By now, Benny felt that he probably figured out that Crowley would not let him go to the CIA headquarters building.

It should be true that the devil is stationed in the CIA headquarters building, and it should be true that the "old friend" of Yasather left hell. It is very likely that Yasather will cooperate with Kate.

Under these premises, Washington has become a powder keg that will explode at any time.

And Crowley should have been aware of his ambitions by Arthur, or he was just cleaned up by Arthur, or he was driven out of **** by Arthur, and sent someone to chase him. indefinite.

In short, Crowley even lost the courage to face Arthur.

He needs to rely on Benny to make Benny beat Arthur.

He relied too much on Benny again, afraid that if Benny fails, his biggest hole card will be gone...

Benny had an insight into Crowley's inner fear, which seemed absurd to him.

A person who is determined to become the lord of **** does not even have the courage to face the lord of hell. This is simply joking.

He doesn't even have the courage to face the enemy, so what about defeating the enemy? Is it by conspiracy?

Benny turned and walked away, unswervingly moving quickly in the direction of the CIA building, leaving only Crowley standing alone under the street lamp, the flattery on his face gradually converging and becoming uncertain.

He didn't say one more thing.

With the quality of his many years of old coins, he smelled a poke of Louzi on Asather.

Crowley dared to conclude that Yasather must have done something, maybe it was the direct cause of the turmoil in hell, maybe it was the inducement of the turmoil in hell, no matter what, Arthur must have stabbed him!

As for the courage to face the enemy, Crowley curled his lips. He was a demon, not the silly tauren, or the werewolf who lacked a string in his head. He had a brain.

Why do you want to do something that can be solved by turning your mind?

"Am I right."

Crowley patted the three-headed dog at his feet.

The three-headed dogs rushed to rub his palms, expressing intimacy.

"He has gone to the CIA headquarters building, let's go, let's go back, the result will be out soon."

Crowley turned the three-headed dog and walked towards the dark alley.

"If Yasather wins, he will kill Hammond and provoke a wizard. I've heard of it before. It's a group of guys who dare to fight against God.

Being entangled by a wizard makes it difficult for Yasather to survive. "

Crowley murmured his design to the three-headed dog.

"If Hammond won.

I still hope he wins. You know, Hammond was the first person who didn't speak harshly to me after seeing me. "

After a pause, Crowley touched the three-headed dog and shrugged helplessly.

"Well, he just wanted to kill me."

"But he didn't think I was an inferior demon, he even was willing to sign a contract with me."

"The Hammond is very good. People like him will probably ascend to heaven after death. If such people all come to hell, it is really God..."

Crowley, who consciously failed to speak, covered his mouth in time.

Back in the dark alley, he was about to go back to hell, but was stopped by the voice behind him.

"stop!"

Crowley paused and heard a voice behind him.

"Yo, this is a little man."

Another drake came from the voice, pointed at Crowley and laughed.

"Don't make trouble, maybe his MM cheated on the beggar on the side of the road. He was stunted since he was a child."

The first voice said with a smile.

"Okay, little dwarf, what do you see!" The third voice was inserted in due course, "Take out all the pocket money you earned from selling silver from your MM. By the way, which street your MM is on, maybe I will patronize Her business."

As they said, the three of them burst into laughter.

Crowley turned around and looked up at the three of them blankly.

His body is ugly, short, slightly fat, and a short winter melon. Benny has repeatedly complained about him, but Crowley has never changed his mind.

His behavior is very weird throughout hell. Among the demons of hell, anyone who can get a body will try his best to make his body more perfect.

The women are beautiful and enchanting, rare and handsome.

This is not just a personal preference, but more because they find that humans speak better when facing handsome men and beauties, and many obvious loopholes in the contract are as if they are blind when facing handsome men and beauties. , Turn a blind eye.

They only see handsome men and beautiful women.

But Crowley is different. Crowley has been active with this short winter gourd-like body for many years, even if it is too poor to open it, he never thought of changing it.

Not only that, Crowley cherished this body so much as if it were his original body.

Demons have appeared in **** since the day they were born. Their bodies are like pieces of clothing to them. If they are worn out, they will be changed if they are not satisfied. No one will wear a set of clothing forever.

This is not a devil at all.