"You..." Steve looked at the person behind him, showing a dull and shocked expression.

Steve knew that this was a ritual to summon demons, which would summon the legendary demons, but in order to heal his hands, he had already made his enlightenment.

Steve imagined many scenes of meeting, what the demon would look like, his dark body, huge curved sheep horns and sheep's hooves, holding a long whip of flames, and magma flowing on his body, etc.

However, Steve really never expected that standing behind him, the one who appeared in front of him was a beautiful woman with a hot body, charming face, long black wavy hair hanging down her shoulders, wearing a black long dress, and a charming beauty.

"What's wrong, handsome guy, so surprised. You summoned me, have you forgotten?" the devil smiled.

"You...you are really a demon." Steve's voice trembled a little.

"Of course, I know everything about you, Steve Strange." The demon reached out and curled Steve's face and looked into Steve's eyes.

"!!" Steve saw the demon's eyes suddenly turned into scarlet color, with black ripples like water waves.

"You are very good, it will definitely be delicious. So, what do you want me to help you? Could it be to restore your hands, such a small matter that is not worth mentioning, Steve..." said the devil, reaching out and touching Steve's hand.

Steve's uncontrolled hands immediately stabilized.

"Really, it's true!" Steve looked at his hands that were no longer trembling and showed a happy expression.

‘Pa.’ Looking at Steve’s appearance, the corners of the devil’s mouth raised and raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The next second, Steve's hands began to tremble uncontrollably again, and the demon removed the magic imposed.

"No! Change back quickly, turn my hands back." Steve quickly grabbed the demon's shoulder and said.

"Okay, don't be so excited." The demon gently knocked out Steve's hand.

"So, it's time to say serious things. You actually summon me. You should know the rules. So what do you want to trade and what wish you want to satisfy? Use your soul..." The devil looked at Steve and looked at Mickey, like a fisherman looking at the little fish biting the hook.

"Just like I did just now, my hands became normal!" Steve said impatiently.

"It's your wish, then I will satisfy you and make the contract come true..." The devil said, holding Steve's face with both hands and kissing Steve with seductive red lips.

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After Frank left Steve, he boarded a plane to New Mexico.

During the period of time with Steve, Frank gained a lot of money from Steve and had the money to buy air tickets.

"No. 308, Port Arroyo, Albuquerque, New Mexico..." Frank looked at the address recorded in his notebook.

"What a dazzling sunshine..." Frank raised his head, looked at the cloudless sky, raised his hand to block his eyes, and narrowed his eyes.

New Mexico is the southern part of the United States and has vast land, but most of it is Gobi, desert and red rock cliffs, which are much hotter than New York and Chicago.

The specific gap is equivalent to the northeast and south of China. In March and April, the south is already in spring and flowers are blooming, and they are all wearing short-sleeved long skirts, but it will snow heavily from time to time in the northeast, so they have to wear down jackets to go out.

But unlike the prosperous south of China, New Mexico is a typical example of a vast land and sparsely populated area. When driving on the road, it is really an endless Gobi Desert. The yellow sand brought by the car is everywhere, and no one can see a figure for a long time.

Albuquerk is a small town with a small population, and Walter settled here and worked as a chemistry teacher in a local public high school.

Frank came directly to the school, went outside Walter's classroom, and stood outside the door watching Walter attend class.

"The word 'chirality' comes from the Greek word 'hand'. Its concept in chemistry is like your left hand and your right hand are mirrored, the same and opposite, so organic compounds always exist at the molecular level in the form of mirroring each other..."

On the podium, a middle-aged man with glasses and a plaid shirt, with a slightly fat body, looks ordinary, and looks like a typical teacher-like middle-aged man in the car, Frank asked as he looked at Walter's condition.

"A lot of things happened to me recently..." Walter said, and when he saw the person in front of the road, his eyes widened.

Frank looked along Walter's gaze and saw the man in front of him swaying, as if he was unable to stand firmly and would fall down at any time.

"Hey! Hey!" Walter didn't talk to Frank, drove to the man, pulled down the window, and reached out to pull the man.

Frank saw the man clearly, and he was very embarrassed and dirty, almost like a homeless man. He had a strange smell on his body, not the smell of his body or clothes that were too dirty, but the pungent smell of chemicals.

"!!" The man heard Walter's voice and turned his head to see Walter, showing a horrified expression, as if he was seeing a ghost.

The staggering pace accelerated and ran away. He was really running in a panic. He rushed directly into the flower bed and hit the big tree.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Walter was also very panicked and quickly drove to the front, untied his seat belt and got out of the car.
Chapter completed!