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Whether it was the brainwashing by Xiong Guo spies during her childhood or the training by CIA agents later in life, it was enough to give her a strong belief and cultivate a personality that would not easily trust or rely on others.

I am not that entomologist, and I have no understanding or trust in her whatsoever. Even if I rescue her, the effect of recruiting her will not be very good.

The most likely outcomes are twofold: either she abandons him after using his services, or she completes her mission, repays his life-saving grace, and then runs away; or she becomes a triple agent and will never truly pledge allegiance to him.

A serious illness requires drastic measures. Since it's not the right time to take the emotional route, let's take the route of competence.

Using force followed by reason is often more effective than reasoning directly, because without a strong punch, you won't even have the chance to reason with someone!

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P.S.: Here are some recommendations for my completed older books: *Marvel: The King Arrives*, *Zombie Contract: The Strongest Grim Reaper*, *Marvel: The Door-Door Fruit*, *American Comics: The Strongest Villain*, *KO One: The Strongest God of War*, and *I Have a Dimensional Street in Marvel*.

Chapter 510 Evelyn Short? Natasha Chenkov?

"Hmm..." In a daze, Shaote felt someone pinch her chin and lift her face. The glaring light made her groan softly, and she squinted her eyes as she gradually woke up.

"I...I'm not a spy...I'm not..."

Before she could even see the other person clearly, Evelyn Short instinctively denied it.

This sentence can be said to be the embodiment of her belief. Through repeated torture and physical and mental torment, all she could do was hold on to her beliefs and wait for death in despair.

It's over... -bBK_, she knew very well that whether she spoke or not, her fate wouldn't change.

“I’m not… you… you you you…” When Evelyn Short saw the person in front of her clearly, her previously despairing and numb state of mind was shocked.

Her hair was white and reached the ground; she wore a strange white robe; her face was so white that even she felt ashamed of herself; and there was a long, eerie dark blue mark on her face.

The strangest thing is that he also has horns on his head.

“I…I’m dead?” That was Evelyn Short’s first reaction.

Do people only see demons when they die?

I'm not a good person, so I probably won't be able to go to heaven after I die. Therefore, it's only natural that I would encounter demons.

"After a person dies, their soul leaves the body, and then the Grim Reaper appears to persuade them to let go of their attachments and leave the human world. Then, based on each person's actions in life, he will decide whether they go to hell or heaven."

Sue lifted Shaot's face, her familiar and beautiful face now covered in bruises, her left eye bulging out: "I am not Death, because Death cannot save you, but I can!"

Shaot froze, his eyes flashing with fear, his mouth slightly agape, uttering only mumbled words.

If it's not Death, then it must be a demon?

Does this world really have demons?

Although Salt had already disregarded life and death, she still felt fear when faced with such a being that defied her common sense.

Death is not scary, the unknown is scary!

"You, you are a demon?" Shore stammered, completely unaware that his voice was trembling with fear.

"Does it matter?" Su released Shaote and waved her arm lightly.

In an instant, the space in front of them twisted strangely, with ripples spreading out in layers. A bottle of vodka fell out of thin air from the twisted space and landed in Su's hand.

"Oh!"

After opening the bottle, Su asked Shaote casually, "Vodka, your favorite in Bear Country, would you like some?"

Salt's expression changed: "I'm American."

Su looked at her with a half-smile, her strange appearance and knowing smile making Shaote feel helpless and uneasy for the first time since being captured.

“Darling, should I call you Evelyn Short, or… Natasha Chenkov?”

Shaote instinctively wanted to deny it, but looking at the other person's extraordinary face, he finally admitted: "It's been a long, long time since anyone called me by that name."

"I don't know what you are, a demon? A god? Or a ghost? It doesn't matter. What do you want from me?"

No wonder he's a double agent; he calms down very quickly!

Su said with a playful tone, "What else do you think you can give me?"

Shaote chuckled and said, "It shouldn't be my life, right? I don't think you're that bored as to rescue me and then take my life."

"I often hear people say that making deals with the devil never ends well, and that most devils' goals are for human souls or to deceive humans into serving them."

"And you? What do you want? My soul, or... do you want me to do things for you?"

As he gradually calmed down, Salt regained his shrewdness as an agent or spy and began to try to control the situation in the conversation through words and gestures.

That's true. People like Salt and Nikita couldn't have done so many amazing things without some skill and cunning. Those who were timid or lacked determination would have died long ago.

"all I want!"

“That’s a bit greedy, but I can understand; even devils are greedy.” Shao looked at Sue: “What can you give me? Just to get me out of here?”

"Hawking is not a wise choice, especially at this time, especially... for me."

Sue gently waved her hand toward her neck, and in an instant, an invisible wind blade blew. Shaote felt a chill on her neck, and an expression of disbelief immediately appeared on her face.

He...he killed me?

He actually killed me!

Shaote couldn't believe that the other party would actually attack without warning. "Aren't you a devil? You want my soul and you want me to work for you?"

why?

Why did you kill me so easily?

· ····Requesting flowers·· ······

Yes, yes, he is a devil, he is a devil, and I am just an ordinary human being. To him, I am just an ant, an ant that can be replaced at any time.

I actually tried to make demands of him; I actually used methods for dealing with humans to fight a demon. How stupid I was…

Blood flowed from the wound on her neck, and the feeling of suffocation caused her body to convulse uncontrollably. She could feel air going in and out of her neck, but it couldn't enter her lungs.

Her rapid breathing reached a certain peak threshold and then began to decrease rapidly, until finally... not a single breath escaped from her body.

Su lifted Shaote's drooping head with one hand, looked into her silent, lifeless eyes, and placed her other hand on her body.

"Rebirth of the self".

In an instant, the surging and powerful life force within Su's body flowed into Shaote's body, and the wound on her neck healed rapidly. A moment later, her breathing and heartbeat, which had stopped, resumed.

"Ah..." Shaote seemed to wake up from a nightmare, suddenly raising her head and panting heavily. Her eyes refocused, and she looked down at her neck, which was still stained with blood, and stared at Su Shi in disbelief.

"I...I'm not dead? No, I must be dead. He...he brought me back to life?"

For ordinary people, life and death are an irreversible beginning and end, but for the devil, they are merely a means to an end!

Looking at the composed devil, Shaote suddenly didn't know what to say.

"I'm giving you a chance to reorganize your thoughts. Think it through before you speak, or next time you wake up, all you'll be left with is your body. Do you understand?"

Shaote nodded subconsciously.

Mrs. Su smiled with satisfaction: "A wise choice."

Shaote took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down and put himself in Shaote's shoes. After a long while, he said in a low voice, "I agree to your conditions, but I hope you can tell me what I need to do for you."

“This isn’t about bargaining; I just want to assess which identity is more advantageous based on the situation. You know, I’m a CIA agent, and retaining this identity will allow me to better accomplish what you’ve assigned.”

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P.S.: Here are some recommendations for my completed older books: *Marvel: The King Arrives*, *Zombie Contract: The Strongest Grim Reaper*, *Marvel: Door-Door Fruit*, *American Comics: The Strongest Villain*, *KO One: The Strongest God of War*, and *I Have a Dimensional Street in Marvel*.

Chapter 511 An absurd yet logical reason: She might really have been saved by the devil!

Seeing Shao Te's cautious explanation, Su's lips curled up slightly, and she grabbed her shoulder.

The art of flying thunder god!

"Whoosh—" The sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

Shaote felt a blur before her eyes, followed by a dizzying, weightless sensation that made her kneel on the ground with a thud.

She supported herself with her hands, her palms pressed against the cold ground, and the churning in her stomach made her gag uncontrollably.

Shaote wiped his mouth, looked up, and was stunned.

"What...what's going on?"

She was actually in a small alley in the city, in a somewhat remote and dirty environment, but it was definitely not the prison cell that had caused her pain and despair.

Shaot blinked, then staggered to his feet to check his surroundings.

The walls felt cold and real to the touch...

The stench emanating from the trash can...

Everything, everything, is incredibly real!

Shaote was overjoyed, but then realized what was happening and hurriedly searched for the devil.

However, there was no one else in the entire alley except her.

Where are you?

"where is this place?"

What can I do for you?

Shao called out softly but received no response. If it weren't all so real, she might have wondered if she was just imagining things in her despair.

A few minutes later, after confirming that the devil was neither there nor intended to show himself, Salt limped out of the alley.

Looking at the vehicles driving on the road, the various English signs on the street, and the pedestrians staring at him with strange looks on the sidewalk, Short was certain that he was in the United States!

"Is this the devil's method? Not only can he bring people back to life, but he can also send you from North Korea back to the United States in an instant?"

"This is...unbelievable!"

Shutter murmured as she awoke from her daze and shock. Returning to the United States from a North Korean prison where she was doomed was indeed something to be happy about, but how could she explain all of this?

A devil saved me, sent me from a North Korean prison back to the United States, and then disappeared?