MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 84 【Thanks for irrigation】

Baimon was sitting in the convenience store with a table that was barely cleaned. Joey was boiling water in the back to prepare instant noodles for the boss, and Ans Air was sitting with him.

Baymon had no time to speak for a while, he was struggling to eat a ham.

Last night was a nightmare! It was clear that no one was in the secret meeting, so he came to provoke him, but the other party came back extremely quickly. If that's the case, Bai Meng can also rely on his years of experience in escaping for his life under Ansel, but the other party's eyes are vicious, and he can see that he cares about a certain space ring on his opponent.

The space ring has a small capacity and is mainly used by Baimon to store…

Food.

"Gluttony" is the nature of this great devil, it is the only breach of defense, the moment the ring is destroyed, and the snacks are blooming in the sky, Baimon is actually already desperate for food.

But no, the circumstances did not allow him to pick up any of the bags. Unlike the Demon King Ansair who would hold back his hand even if he beat him, but actually still took care of his teacher, the other Demon King who came to the human world together, reigned for more than a thousand years, was cold and cruel, and his methods were sharp.

In any case, Baimon should not have been caught on the spot.

So he ran away without picking up a bag of snacks, struggling to return to the Angel convenience store, one of his base camps, and threw himself on the street.

Slowly, wait for him to slow down.

Beimon thought optimistically.

When he slows down a little, he can enter the convenience store to find food. He still has the key to the warehouse in his hand, just let him slow down. Moreover, he also received a report of the destruction of the convenience store, but at that time he was planning to poke a secret meeting, and there was no feedback for the time being. Since the store was destroyed, Ans Air will definitely not come to work today, perfect!

...After all, he will be beaten.

When Baimon heard Joey's voice, he felt that something was wrong, and when the familiar force grabbed his collar, that ominous feeling finally became a reality.

What a great meal! It's all symmetrical!

Speaking of which, the store is ruined, why does Ansel come to work!

The action of chewing made the big devil gasp in pain, and Ansel clasped his arms coldly. Joey's boiling water was boiled, and he made a bowl of noodles for the boss. When Baimon just picked up the fork, Joey cast an expectant look, and he asked at the right time.

"How is it, boss? How about the taste?"

Baymon was not as jealous of Joey as he was of Ans Air. He had an insight into Joey's intention to raise his salary, and took a sip of noodle soup first, warm The aroma healed his heart that had been beaten twice a day and a night.

"The soup is too hot."

Joey: "…"

Boiled noodles, can it be hot!

Ansier didn't have such a good temper. He watched Baimon take a few sips of soup with cold eyes. When the other party put down the bowl, he grabbed the collar and threatened.

"Are you going to raise your salary?"

Baimon: "…"

He was just silent, the strength at the collar suddenly increased, knowing that he couldn't run, Bai Meng had to smile.

"Of course, of course the salary increase, you and Joey go up together, but I don't know which of the two of you should be the one with the most increase..."

The second rule of black-hearted bosses is to try to convert conflicts into internal conflicts among employees. When employees fight over interests and promotion opportunities, a wise boss can sit with a teacup and watch the tiger fight. , when the right time comes forward as an authority, you can also earn a wave of fame, great!

Joey didn't want to compete with Ansair at all, he blinked his blue eyes.

"Boss, you don't have to think about it, give Ans Elgar more, he threatened you."

Baimon: "…"

Sure enough, after being nurtured by Ansel, Joey is no longer pure.

"However, does the boss know Ans Air?" Joey found the familiarity between the two. Ansel thought for a moment, and explained to Joey like this.

"I do know each other, but the relationship is not good. Let's put it this way, for example, you have been working hard in the factory for several years, and the boss left the mess and ran away..."

Joey was outraged after a brief silence.

"Boss bastard!"

Boss Baimon: "…"

He immediately tried to change the subject so as not to burn himself.

"Aren't you going to buy this Angel convenience store? Still care about wages?"

I'm about to turn over to become a worker and become the boss. What is Ansier doing when he threatens him with a salary increase? The repair shop is already bleeding profusely, isn't it?

Ansel thought carefully and replied.

"Or I will finish this month's salary and buy this convenience store."

Bai Meng: "...Aren't you a bit ruthless?"

However, the "Angel Convenience Store" mentioned in Baimon's words aroused Ansier's long-standing doubts. When he first saw the name of the store, he always worried that he would be here. Drop the horse, after all, he is a true angel. Knowing that the store was opened by Baimon, Ansier was not too worried.

—Wang Shi Bai Meng, did not know the identity of the angel of His Majesty the Demon King.

"Why is your store called Angel Convenience Store?"

It's clearly opened by the devil.

In response, Baimon smiled slightly. He lowered his eyes and took a few mouthfuls of the noodle soup, then ate the noodles with his fork for a while, and after a long time he handed the empty bowl to Joey. Joey understood and left with an empty bowl, and the big devil said slowly.

"Of course... sarcasm."

His smile was a little sharp, but it looked like a big devil. A treacherous and disgusting look appeared in his eyes. Humans couldn't see the vertical pupils that belonged to the devil, but Ansair could.

"Supreme Heaven is nothing but a gathering place for the trash and the arrogant. I have the honor to visit and it is amazing."

"Angels are even more rabble. They are a model of the failure of group consciousness. They advertise virtues, but there are no virtues at all."

Baimon said, smiling sarcastically.

"But they are arrogant. If you let them know that the name of their race is put together with daily groceries, they must be angry... They are such unreasonable creatures."

"And don't you think it's interesting that the devil has an Angel convenience store?"

Baymont's passionate insults are supreme, Ans Air listened with his chin up, he felt fine, and there was no discomfort. But Baimon scolded and scolded, and began to diverge. When Ansier heard him scolding "angels are all fools", Ansier tried his best to adjust his expression.

The eyes that want to kill a person cannot be hidden.

Bai Meng is a fool! No map guns!

But I can't beat him now, just find an irrelevant reason later, it will be very strange to beat Baimon now, as if he is in his early days for an angel, there is a possibility of exposure.

Anseyer has been able to keep his secrets for three hundred years. Naturally, he has his own set of methods, which have been tested by practice.

Baymon didn't know that he was about to be beaten for an unimportant reason, and he expressed it freely. For many years, he has not talked to anyone like this in the human world. The great devil has his own pride, and those who can talk are only a few people.

Ansier was naturally among those, and his student was a good listener, often making the speaker extremely comfortable.

Just then, Joey knocked on the door frame next to him. The reason for not knocking was, of course, because the door was completely broken. This sound was a reminder, and immediately, Rhine walked in, holding a colored plastic circle in his arm.

"Mr. Ans, the goods have been sold out. The remaining unattractive ones are also sold in blind boxes according to the method you taught. Do we need another batch of goods? ?"

He entered the door, and as soon as he looked up, Baimon immediately recognized Rhine's identity. Bai Meng has been in the human world for a long time, and relevant important people have some understanding. This brave man who was educated by the Holy See five hundred years ago, he naturally understands.

The lifespan of human beings will be affected by their level of strength, and with the help of the Holy Court's secret methods, the brave and sages have survived to this day. It is said that because these two men had been guided by angels, the Holy Court wanted them to last longer.

Angel guidance? laugh. If he was really guided by the angel, Bai Meng had to preconceived that it would be two guys with unclear minds.

How could such a brave man have something to do with the Angel convenience store and be so respectful to Ansel.

…Also working.

What surprised Baimon even more was behind him, there was another person, falling in the same posture as him...not falling! Hold on! Lean on the door frame! I saw this young man wearing the uniform of the Witcher Club, and the badge of the second-class star on his chest was dazzling.

"Ah...Mr. Yun!" Joey exclaimed, and then reacted, "Is it the order of tango and food? I'll get it for you right away!"

Yun Jian nodded slightly, he worked overtime all night again, and the hypoglycemia committed again, it was really miserable. During the waiting period, he greeted Ansair with a very familiar attitude.

He even reminded Ansel.

"Your exhibition has been done. It is in the large exhibition hall on the ground floor of the club. You can go and see it when you have time."

Ansel was silent for a while.

See? what to see? The blood-stained baguette!

When she got the candy and bread, Yun Jian waved her hand lightly with her back to the people in the convenience store, left gracefully, and continued to work overtime.

Baimon: "…"

That's the second star of the Witcher Club, right?

Then the car came, and it turned out that Sylvia, the principal of the Witcher Club, happened to pass by, so she came over to offer cordial condolences. She said that if Ans Air had financial difficulties in the decoration of the store, she could tell her directly and he would definitely support it.

"Hope you have a great time at the annual meeting."

Silvia finally laughed.

Baimon continued: "…"

Ans El, who is busy with business and has many acquaintances, picked up a communication, which was called back by Vassago, saying that the house had been settled, and His Majesty had been waiting for so long. Baimon pricked up his ears and listened, hissing, Ansi Er has now been able to get his subordinates to the human world?

Moreover, looking at this extensive social network, Ansair actually has a tendency to collect stamps in the human world.

In the end, in Baimon's gradually numb eyes, a stretched limousine stopped in front of the convenience store. The people in the car are members of the secret society, all in suits and leather shoes, and they respectfully sent three bags of snacks.

Anse El smiled happily, he felt pretty good about snacks.

Being guilty of "gluttony", Baimon also likes snacks. Just when he thought he could rub a little cheeky, suddenly, he found that these large packets of snacks looked very familiar, and the variety of flavors gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

"It's all my favorite flavors?" He raised his eyebrows, "It's too coincidental..."

What a coincidence... a coincidence...

Baimon: "…"

He suddenly understood.

More than familiar!

Isn't that the snack he knocked out last night? !

The author has something to say:

Teacher: I knock! my snack!