"Crowley." Bai Haorui spoke, his voice not high, but with a force that should not be underestimated, "You can try it. See which one is faster, your finger snapping, or my True Fire."
The air solidified instantly.
The smile on Crowley's face faded a bit, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the purple flames on Bai Haorui's fingertips. He knew how powerful this fire was, and it was specially designed to burn the soul, so it wouldn't be good if it touched it.
"Don't be so angry, Mr. Bai." Crowley quickly recovered his smile and laughed, "We are all doing business, why should we shout and kill? I didn't say we won't discuss it."
He knew in his heart that it was not worthwhile to fall out with Bai Haorui now. This person's strength was unfathomable. If a fight broke out, he might not be able to get a good deal, and he would have to bring Alpha into the fight.
It's better to take it slow first and take your time.
"Let's do this, the deal remains as usual." Crowley spread his hands, "You help me catch the monster and find Purgatory. As for me, I will gradually return Sam's soul fragments. Pay with one hand and deliver with the other. It's fair and reasonable."
Bai Haorui said nothing, just looked at him coldly and made quick calculations in his mind.
We really can't fall out now. First, Sam's soul is still in Crowley's hands and cannot be snatched away; secondly, Purgatory's matter must be investigated clearly, Crowley wants to develop Purgatory, but once it becomes a trend, there will be endless troubles; thirdly, the line of Samuel cannot be cut off, he knows many secrets of the Campbell Family, and he may have other back-up plans.
Weighing the pros and cons, agreeing temporarily is the best solution.
He tilted his head slightly, looked at Dean, and nodded slightly.
Dean gritted his teeth and his knuckles turned white. He didn't want to make a deal with the devil, but he had no other choice. For Sam, he could only admit it.
"Okay." Dean squeezed out a word from between his teeth, "But if you dare to play tricks..."
"Don't worry, don't worry." Crowley smiled like a fox that stole a chicken, "I am the most honest person."
He raised his chin at Christian, and Christian walked over and lifted up the limp Alpha.
"Then we'll stop here today." Crowley straightened the collar of his suit jacket, "I'm waiting for your good news."
After saying that, he, Christian, and Alpha Vampire disappeared in an instant, leaving only a pungent smell of sulfur and a mess on the ground.
The warehouse suddenly became quiet, except for the heavy breathing of a few people and the sound of police sirens in the distance.
"Let's go and drive." Samuel was the first to speak. There was no emotion in his tone, so he turned around and left.
"Stop." Dean took a few steps to catch up with him and stopped him, with anger and deep disappointment in his voice, "You just left like that? Samuel·Campbell, the legendary hunter, are you so willing to be the devil's lackey?"
"Nothing has changed." Samuel avoided his gaze and said in a hoarse voice, "We are still hunters, that's all. Don't worry about Sam, I will take care of it. Do you believe me?"
Dean looked at him and felt ridiculous.
Believe him? Believe that he made a deal with the devil, believe that he used Sam as a pawn?
Gwen wisely exited and drove. There were only three people left in the warehouse, his grandfather and grandson, and Bai Haorui standing next to him. The air was as heavy as lead.
"Cooperating with the devil, ha." Dean sneered and stared at Samuel with sharp eyes, "What are you after? Don't tell me it's for Mary."
Samuel was shocked, and looked up at him suddenly, his eyes full of shock, as if he didn't expect him to know. Then, his shoulders slumped, as if all his strength had been drained away.
"Yes." After a long silence, Samuel whispered, his voice hoarse, "I have my reasons."
"The reason is to trade your grandson for your daughter?" Dean's voice was a little sarcastic, but his heart was sour and bitter. "Sam is your grandson, and you have the heart to push him to Crowley?"
"I have no intention of harming him." Samuel shook his head, his tone a little tired, "When Mary is resurrected, I will..."
"What will happen?" Dean pressed forward step by step, "Will you fall out with Crowley? Do you think you can beat him? Samuel, you are too naive. When we make a deal with the devil, we always suffer."
Samuel was silent, unable to refute. Why didn't he know? But he had no choice. As long as he could bring Mary back, he would have to jump even if it was an abyss.
Dean Looking at him like this, the anger in his heart seemed to have been poked into a hole and slowly leaked out, leaving him full of powerlessness.
It's all for the family.
But why do you have to choose the wrong path?
He took out his gun and pointed it at Samuel's chest with a terrifyingly steady hand.
Samuel didn't hide, just looked at him with complicated eyes.
"Dean."
Sam suddenly spoke, his tone as calm as a pool of stagnant water. "Forget it. Get out of here first."
"Why?" Dean suddenly turned to look at him, his eyes full of disbelief, "He sold you to the devil! You just let it go?"
"Otherwise?" Sam looked at him with a very calm tone, "Kill him? Who will help us find the soul? Dean, now is not the time to fall out."
Dean looked at his calm face and felt a chill in his heart.
He is so calm.
Being betrayed by his grandfather and having his soul held by the devil, he could still analyze the pros and cons so calmly.
Is this mature, or... are you really careless?
Dean The gun in his hand shook, and finally hung down.
He couldn't do it.
That's his grandfather, no matter how bastard he is, he's still his mother's father. And Sam is right, if you kill him now, there will be nothing left.
"Let's go." Dean gritted his teeth and squeezed out one word from between his teeth.
The four of them walked out of the warehouse, and it was already dawn. The east was white as fish belly, and the morning breeze blew on their faces, which was cool but could not dispel the heaviness in their hearts.
Gwen had already driven the car over and parked on the side of the road. Samuel took a deep look at Dean and Sam and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't. He turned around and got into his car and drove away.
Dean They got on Black Beauty and drove all the way to Bobby's home. It was very quiet in the car, no one spoke. The air was so heavy that it made people breathless.
After a long time, Dean finally spoke in a hoarse voice, with fatigue in his voice. "What should we do now? Really work for Crowley? In the devil's deal, we always suffer."
"Are you sure?" Sam turned to look at him, "Do we have any other options?"
"We can take advantage of him and stab him in the throat." Dean said in a dull voice.
"Then what? How to get my soul back?" Sam looked at him and asked, leaving Dean speechless.
Dean was silent for a long time, and punched the steering wheel with a dull sound. He gritted his teeth, his voice full of frustration. "I have done many stupid things in my life, but making a deal with the devil..."
"Listen, just follow him until we find another way." Sam paused and looked at Dean with serious eyes, "When we get what I want, we will go to Crowley and settle all the accounts that need to be settled. The new accounts and the old accounts will be settled together."
He looked at Dean and asked again, "Are you with me, Dean?"
Dean looked at his brother's familiar yet unfamiliar face, feeling like a huge stone was weighing on his heart, making him unable to breathe. He knew that he was seeking the skin of a tiger, and that there were all traps ahead, but he had no other choice - he had to get Sam's soul back, no matter what the cost.
"Of course." Dean said hoarsely, "When have I ever abandoned you?"
Bai Haorui, who had been keeping his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and spoke, his voice steady but with unquestionable strength. "Next, do as I say."
Dean and Sam turned to look at him at the same time.
"First, on the surface, I obey the orders of Crowley, catch monsters, and investigate Purgatory, but keep one hand. Don't hand over any important monsters you catch, but keep them as bargaining chips." Bai Haorui spoke slowly but clearly, "Second, staring at Samuel, he wants to resurrect Mary's Things can be exploited. He and Crowley are not of the same mind, and they will fall out sooner or later. You can fight for it when the time comes. Thirdly, Purgatory's affairs must be investigated clearly. Crowley wants to develop Purgatory, which is definitely not good. Once he controls the Purgatory entrance, the world will be over."
"What about Sam's soul?" Dean asked quickly.
"I will think of a way." Bai Haorui said, "Hell has more than one road to Crowley. If it doesn't work, I will accompany you to Hell and get your soul back."
He said it lightly, but Dean was shocked in his heart.
Break into Hell?
That was a narrow escape from death. But Bai Haorui said it so easily, as if he was talking about going shopping in the next street.
Dean looked at his side face, the morning light fell on his face through the car window, his eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were determined. Suddenly, he felt that the hanging stone in his heart fell slightly.
With him around, it feels like the sky is falling, and there are people carrying it together.
"Okay." Dean nodded seriously, "Just do what you said."
Black Beauty's car lights pierced the early morning mist and drove away from this abandoned warehouse. The shadows of the trees on both sides of the road retreated rapidly, like an increasingly chaotic chess game.
Bai Haorui leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes again, and gently rubbed a Five Emperor Coins with his fingertips. The copper coin shimmered with light gold.
He knew in his heart that this was just the beginning.
Crowley's Purgatory plan, Samuel's obsession, Raphael's Heaven civil war, and Sam's incomplete soul... all the threads are entangled, getting tighter and tighter.