If the devil's body was not much stronger than that of a human, he would probably have been so angry that he vomited blood.
Now, he wants to let Johnny know the price of angering a devil. He wants to curse Roxanne and let Johnny die at Roxanne's hands.
Wu Xinmo turned around and wanted to catch Roxanne, but found that she was gone.
The rage in Wu Xinmo's eyes was almost bursting out. He didn't expect that this human would play a trick on him. Now the only trump card in his hand was gone.
He couldn't kill the Ghost Rider, and instead the Ghost Rider killed three of his high-level demons. It was such a huge loss.
"Do you have any companions?" Wu Xinmo asked sternly.
"What companion?" Johnny was also confused. He had no idea what Wu Xinmo was doing. Not only did he tear up the contract for no apparent reason, but he was also acting crazy here. Could it be that devils also have mental illnesses?
"Stop pretending." Wu Xinmo was almost mad with anger. He only now realized that there were people who could be so shameless. They were the worst of all!
"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all! Even if I know what you said, I can't tell you." Johnny frowned and said coldly.
Is this guy really Mephisto's son? Is he cheating on me? No matter how I look at it, it doesn't seem like it! Mephisto is so sinister and cunning, he can be said to be a complete devil.
How can there be such a low-class son?
Chapter 119: Life Drain
"Damn it! Damn it! This matter will not be let go like this!" Wu Xinmo was almost furious. He stared at Johnny with resentment and roared.
Feeling that the time was right, Natasha asked Roxanne to run away and prepared to let Yang Han take over her body.
Black fluid emerged from Natasha's entire body, almost instantly wrapping her up in it and raising her body by nearly one meter.
Yang Han walked out holding the contract and said, "Are you looking for this?"
"Who are you? Give me the contract!" Wu Xinmo glared and roared.
Yang Han felt a little unhappy when he heard Wu Xinmo's domineering tone. Did he really think he was so great just because he was the prince of hell?
Compared to Ding Dachui, Wu Xinmo is a prince of baskets. Even Ding Xiaoji is doing better than him.
Ding Dachui has the best education, the best equipment, and the best weapons. He is just waiting for the day when he can close his eyes and kick his legs, and then he can take on the responsibility of the nine kingdoms.
But Mephisto never thought about abdication at all. He believed that hell would be his hell until the end of the world, so Wu Xinmo could only be a prince, not an heir, and of course there was no training for him.
Education, just go over and give him a couple of slaps. Hell is mine, kid, stop imagining things. Power, haha, that's mine too, fend for yourself. As for caring about him... let's consider the probability of Ding Xiaoji taking out Ding Dachui.
After all, this pair of brothers have been loving and hating each other for so long, and no one has really hurt the other.
So after learning that the Witch Heart Demon was secretly trying to rebel, Mephisto's order to the Ghost Rider was to send him back to Hell, preferably alive, but I wouldn't blame you if you killed him. Just hand over the Saint Vanganza Contract to me.
In other words, the value of the Witch Heart Demon in Mephisto's eyes is not even as great as a contract.
What's the point of such a worthless prince?
"You are just a useless prince. Who gives you the courage to talk to me like that?" Yang Han asked coldly.
"Damn it, you will pay the price for your arrogance." Wu Xinmo's mentality completely exploded after being hit by Yang Han's words.
Wu Xinmo knew very well that his father, Mephisto, as the Lord of Hell, had never thought of abdicating the throne to him.
He is not an heir at all, but just a prince. A prince is far from an heir.
Yang Han's words were like tearing open his scabbed wound, sprinkling salt on it, pouring a bucket of chili water on it, and even dropping a drop of medicated oil.
I almost exploded.
Although Wu Xinmo had no idea what Yang Han was, he was very confident that he could suck anyone into a dried corpse.
Wu Xinmo rushed directly in front of Yang Han and stretched out his hand to grab Yang Han's body and absorb his vitality.
Yang Han smiled cruelly, grabbed Wu Xinmo, opened his mouth wide, and bit him.
He directly bit off half of Wu Xinmo's body.
Ugh, it tastes so bad. Yang Han threw away the remaining body of Wu Xinmo with disgust, a look of disgust on his face.
Bah! Bah! Bah!
Yang Han quickly spat out two mouthfuls of saliva. It felt like he had eaten a rotten fish, sour and smelly.
Johnny on the other side swallowed hard. This was too unfair.
Who can withstand this!
At the same time, black air continued to emanate from Yang Han's body.
"What a surprise." Suddenly, an ethereal voice was heard in the air. Although the voice was ethereal, Yang Han could still easily recognize it as Wu Xinmo's voice.
"I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Give me the contract and be loyal to me. I will let you be the top leader under the Lord of Hell. How about it?" The black gas slowly gathered, and the body of Wu Xinmo, which was bitten in two halves, slowly took shape in the air. After the black gas and mucus slowly condensed, Wu Xinmo stood in front of Yang Han leisurely.
"Is your face big?" Yang Han asked very seriously.
Wu Xinmo was stunned and replied subconsciously: "Not big."
"Since it's not big, why are you so shameless? Don't you have any self-awareness and don't know what you are?" Yang Han said venomously, and made an indescribable gesture to Wu Xinmo.
"Pfft, cough cough cough." Johnny almost laughed out loud, but after seeing Wu Xinmo's gaze, he quickly coughed twice and lowered his head.
"Okay, okay!" Wu Xinmo laughed in anger, relying on his immortal body, he rushed towards Yang Han, his hands turned into claws. It must be uncomfortable to be caught. After the last lesson, Wu Xinmo will definitely be cautious and not be caught by Yang Han.
Yang Han narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and slapped Wu Xinmo with great speed, knocking him to the ground. He stretched out a foot, stepped on Wu Xinmo's body, and crushed him twice.
"It's useless, you can't kill me." Wu Xinmo's voice came from under Yang Han's feet.
Yang Han touched his chin, feeling a little annoyed. Did he really have to stuff the soul of this contract into this guy's body to kill him?
Yang Han suddenly thought of a way. He moved his foot away from Wu Xinmo, reached out and grabbed Wu Xinmo, and the dark fluid wrapped around his whole body.
"What do you want to do? I am immortal. No matter what you do, you can't kill me!" Wu Xinmo laughed arrogantly.
"Really?" Yang Han did not comment. He completely wrapped up Wu Xinmo and began to copy Wu Xinmo's life-absorbing ability.
Whether it is a devil or a demon, they are all living beings. Living beings have vitality, and vitality can be absorbed by life.
In less than half an hour, Yang Han completely copied the life-sucking ability of Wu Xinmo.
Wu Xinmo's abilities do not come from genes, so his abilities are easy to acquire. After all, genes are too complicated.
"Aren't you going to give up yet?" Although he had been held captive by Yang Han for nearly half an hour, Wu Xinmo did not show any fear.
"Maybe I've found a way." Yang Han laughed grimly. "Aren't you immortal? See how I squeeze you."