Superman of the American Comics - Chapter 327

[Chapter 310 This old devil, I once beaten]

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Southern Nevada, Lincolnshire.

This is the U.S. military’s highest-secret military base, ostensibly used to secretly develop and test Air Force aircraft, and conduct other research projects behind the scenes.

Because of the air control and the fact that it belongs to the forbidden area of martial law, various strange anecdotes are often made up by the outside world.

For example, many people claim with certainty that they have seen UFOs.

Others believe that the corpse of an alien is kept in this military base.

Every newly elected U.S. president comes to visit.

That’s right, this place is called “Area 51” by later generations.

“General, the soldiers are very happy to see you. They regard you as an idol they admire, just like a big Hollywood star! They want to take a photo with you and shake hands with you!”

a military official said excitedly.

“I will stay in Las Vegas for a while, and if I have the chance, I will… participate in these interesting activities.”

Luke showed a standard business smile, and with curiosity, he specially visited this place military base.

As a result, no alien remains were found, and no frozen Cybertronians were found.

I have to say, this was a little disappointing.

The mysterious Area 51 was originally used as a bomb and artillery practice range.

Abandoned after World War II, Lockheed’s Skunk Works later selected it as the experimental site for the U-2 spy plane, and built a seven-kilometer runway.

After the mystery was lifted, Area 51, which aroused countless speculations, seemed so unremarkable.

“It’s a good place to be, given Nick Fury’s habit of building safe houses all over the world.”

Luke looked around, hammering out ideas.

Then, he was in the eyes of everyone either worshipped or admired.

The tall and straight figure soared into the sky, bringing an atmospheric explosion.

“Superman!”

Below is the excited American soldier.

Area 51 is only 130 kilometers away from the center of Las Vegas, and at Luke’s speed, it is almost instantaneous.

Boom!

I saw an afterimage passing by the sky, and the billowing air waves made an explosion sound.

The dark red cloak brought a strong wind, and Luke landed firmly on the tarmac of the Flamingo Hotel.

“Alessandro, you look a little nervous, what happened?”

Luke pushed open the door of the tempered glass and saw the expression of Alessandro, the hotel owner, the guest of the city government and the boss of the mafia. Something is not right.

Sweat dripped from the Italian’s forehead, his eyes dodged and worried.

“General, you’re finally back.”

Alessandro seemed to see the savior, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his face, wiping away the sweat.

“Mr. Stark, who came with you, has been gone for two days.”

Luke raised his eyebrows. That guy Howard would also have an accident, which surprised him.

Due to the last Essex Biologicals assassination, the latter was more wary and carried his own portable power armor wherever he went.

As for the Iron Overlord armor, it was placed in the basement of Stark’s mansion.

If someone wanted to play Howard’s idea, whether it was a sneak attack or a visit, the process would not be smooth.

“Is it kidnapping, or something else?”

Luke’s calm voice quickly calmed Alessandro’s restless emotions.

“None of them.” The

mafia boss struggled to organize the language, and he seemed a little unsure of how to say it.

“Two days ago, Mr. Stark entered a new hotel, and he never came out again.”

“I was worried about Mr. Stark, so I sent a few people to look for it.”

“However, they stepped into the hotel.

It’s like disappearing after the door of the hotel.”

Luke listened patiently and took the elevator to his room.

“What’s that hotel called?”

he asked the crucial question.

“Hell Hotel,”

Alessandro replied.

Luke thoughtfully moved closer to the sofa.

He was only suspicious before, but now it’s almost certain.

Howard’s disappearance must be the result of the hell lord Mephisto.

It’s just that old devil, why did he stare at Iron Man’s father?

Although, Howard is an out-and-out capitalist.

In order to obtain wealth, he also had blood on his hands – arms dealers were originally selling death.

But a person’s soul does not become very important just because he does good or evil.

The weight of the soul depends on a firm will, a strong spirit, or some kind of fanatical belief.

“When did this hotel appear?”

Luke asked softly, concentrating his thoughts.

This is not the first time he has dealt with the old devil.

Before in other universes, in order to help Stephen Strange win the position of Supreme Mage, he fought with Mephisto.

The old devil in hell is not a Superman’s opponent, let alone in the world now.

“Uh, I don’t remember very clearly, it seems… it was a week ago, or two weeks ago.”

Luke looked at Alessandro, the other party seemed to be affected by some strange force, and his memory changed Get confused.

Obviously, this is also the ghost of Mephisto.

“Did this guy bring hell to Las Vegas?”

Luke looked up and saw the dark tower that towered into the clouds.

Obviously the shape is so peculiar, billowing smoke and flames.

But the passers-by turned a blind eye, but were unconsciously attracted and joined the long line.

“Once born, second time cooked.”

Luke’s mouth curled slightly, and chuckled: “If you beat him once, then there will be a second time.”

……

Mephisto

, leaning on a silver cane, stood On the top floor of the Hell Hotel.

With the arrogant eyes that looked down at all living beings, he looked at all living beings below.

The long queue outside has blocked the traffic on the side of the street.

But there are still people joining in, as if possessed by demons.

“It’s so tempting, so satisfying!”

Mephisto took a deep breath, and the city under his feet was home to 1.7 million people.

To the old devil, this is 1.7 million delicious souls, and it is a huge order of inestimable value.

“They are all voluntary, and put their souls into my hands.”

Mephisto grinned with a smug smile. He did not use coercion or robbing to get those human souls.

Every guest who walked into the Hell Hotel exchanged their soul for chips and signed a pledged contract.

“I haven’t violated the precepts of the Supreme Mage. Gu Yi can’t find it. The soul has been confirmed to belong, and sooner or later, it will fall into hell.”

Mephisto thought of this, and the smile on his face became brighter.

He was a little annoyed, why didn’t he discover this method earlier.

In the long life of the old devil, he is looking for some people who are unsatisfied and ambitious, or people who are extremely eager and easy to be fooled.

Then, sell them personal safety insurance from hell.

A trick of the devil to coax the past, waiting for the other party to sign a contract.

It takes a long time and the efficiency is slow. It is indescribable.

In the past, the old devil liked to play this kind of game, and witnessed those human beings, and their dark emotions such as greed, tyranny, and viciousness were seduced.

Watching them kill each other for money, power or women, and finally fall into hell with a face full of remorse, unwillingness and fear.

Mephisto never tires of tasting the complexity of human nature and the distortion of human nature, and regards it as a cup of wine with rich taste.

Just playing the same game for a long time will inevitably feel boring.

“It’s time to change the game.”

Mephisto poured himself a glass of red wine, and the scarlet liquid rippled in circles.

jingle!

Jingle Bell!

The cacophony of the phone interrupts the old devil’s smug, successful personal time.

“Mondes, I hope you are really in a hurry, otherwise I will throw you to the ninth layer of hell and let you be eaten by evil spirits who have been hungry for thousands of years.”

Mephisto used the most gentle Tone, said the most terrible punishment.

As the casino manager, Munds shivered a bit, and there was a strong fear on his face full of flesh.

The demons in hell know that Mephisto has always been ruthless to his incompetent subordinates.

“There’s a human being! He’s been winning all the time! He’s won a lot of chips!”

There was a hint of panic in Mondes’ voice.

“Hashim can’t stand it anymore!”

Mephisto frowned slightly. Hashem was the world poker champion in his lifetime, especially in the game of Texas Hold’em, he can be said to be a master of gambling kings.

Of course, he can possess such superb technology also because he signed a contract with the old devil.

Hashem, a young gambling king who is in the limelight, died in an accident and his soul fell into the hands of Mephisto.

Now to make the best use of it, the enslaved Hashem soul was put into the playing card area of the casino by the old devil as a presence in the town hall.

Human souls like Hashem, Mephisto and many more.

In his casino, no one can win all the time.

“Waste, let a human being so arrogant in the hell hotel!”

Mephisto scolded and hung up the phone.

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com A dark flame rose up, rendering the scene of the casino on the twelfth floor—the

Texas Hold’em table, with two people sitting opposite each other, surrounded by a large group of translucent shadows.

“It’s actually Hashem’s best Texas Hold’em.”

Mephisto frowned even tighter.

He couldn’t figure out how Hashem had lost so much at a game he was so proud of?

The old devil caught a glimpse of his opponent’s chips, and several hills had been piled up.

Obviously it has been winning streak and never lost.

“I’m sorry, I’m still older than you.”

The young man sitting opposite Hashim spread out his cards, and once again won away a pile of chips of various colors branded with shofar demons.

“Looks like you’ve had bad luck today. Lady Luck lifted her skirt at me and gave you her middle finger.”

[End of this Chapter]