Chapter 128

In the monitoring room, all the people watched the target go straight to the door of a building in Panjiayuan.

Then he held out his hand and grabbed something.

People can only see that this old tube building is shaking.

In the end, it was a drone hovering on the back of the silo building to capture what happened at this moment?

Something, something embedded in this building.

It may be a monster, or it may be a magic array on the side of Qin Lu.

Anyway, it was caught.

At this time, a hidden camera in a corner of the tube building just woke up and entered the working state.

So, I got the whole picture.

On the target's hand, there is a spider-shaped phantom.

He just a casual pull, this spider-shaped monster, on the fragmentation.

Torn by his hand.

He clapped his hands, as if a normal person found a spider web and patted it off.

Under the HD camera, the huge spider monster, a little bit of fragmentation, turned into something like powder.

Situ he swallowed his mouth.

"That's at least a major general level hell monster..." He said.

"Well..." The governor of light and shadow nodded: "son of Alcmene!"

"One of the most powerful demons in the nine levels of hell!"

"A monster comparable to the helldragon!"

"It's also the most powerful creature under yvey, the Duke of hell!"

Situ he took a breath!

Alcmene is a god level monster in the myths and legends of Qin and Lu, and a demon God who can challenge Athena.

His heirs must be demigods!

"If Alcmene..." Situ he said, "it can be explained!"

"In the myth of Qin and Lu, Alcmene challenged Athena. After being defeated by Athena, he became a spider. He kept weaving in a spider web all his life. Legend has it that he can tamper with other people's thoughts and even reside in the human brain..."

The governor of light and shadow said, "it's true! When I was young, I once met a son of Alcmene in Qinlu. At that time, he was trying to live in the brains of members of the Chinese mission, steal secrets and be killed by me! "

Speaking of this, the governor took a deep look at the big screen in front of him: "it seems that we are waking up to a great man!"

The son of Alcmene, is the most good at hiding the trace and breath of the demons in hell.

He is also a master of camouflage. Even he can hardly find the trace and taste of these things.

However, the target on the big screen just grabs it and catches it.

Then gently pull, let it forever!

His relaxed freehand brushwork is almost comparable to that of the Buddha in his travels to the west to suppress the monkey grandson.

He could only move between the five fingers.

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Ling Ping'an patted off the dust on his hands and walked into the building, which had been abandoned for many years.

On top of my head, there is dust falling down.

He quickly patted the body, the dust will fall off.

Then, with a flashlight, he walked up the stairs.

The stairs of this old style tube building are almost the same.

This was also a very popular practice in the federal Empire at that time. At that time, it was a period of great industrial development. People worshipped and believed in the power of industry.

Especially in state-owned units and enterprises, almost all facilities like to flow and modular.

Therefore, the steps in front of him are basically carved out of a mold.

Size, height, width, and color.

"Well?" Ling Ping'an suddenly thought: "how come there is not much dust on the stairs?"

"Didn't you say that this place has been abandoned for seven or eight years?"

Just at this moment, his ears heard a strange noise.

There seemed to be footsteps upstairs.

"Play tricks!" Ling Ping An said with a smile, "I want to see who it is."

With a flashlight, he walked straight up the stairs.

Soon he walked up the second floor, flashlights shining in front of him, is a corridor, the corridor edge is the cement fence.

But because of years of disrepair, these guardrails have appeared cracks and gaps.

He flashed his flashlight on both sides of the corridor. On both sides of the corridor, there were broken windowsills. He looked up and looked at the top of the corridor. There were many holes in the concrete slab which had exposed the reinforcement.

Meow!

The cat, best, suddenly jumped from his hand to the window sill next to him.

Amber cat's eye, staring straight into the window sill.

Ling Ping'an flashlights into the windowsill.

Inside was a room full of sundries.Because the windows were rotten and the door was broken.

Therefore, all the things in it have a smell of mold and putrefaction.

Ling Ping An kicked open the door and went in with a flashlight.

Meow!

Best, the kitten, leaped over his shoulder from the window sill. His small body, with a low growl, was obviously finding something.

"Don't hide!" Ling Ping'an holds a flashlight in his right hand and his left hand in his waist: "come out! I know you're here. You can't run away! "

He's all bluffing.

But he was right.

A furtive figure got up from a pile of debris on the ground in front of him.

"Will you let me go?" He seems to be a little afraid of looking at the spirit of peace, the body is shaking.

Ling Ping An takes a flashlight and shines at the figure.

The other party immediately covered his face and seemed to be very uncomfortable with the strong light.

But also let Ling Ping An see him clearly.

A native of Qin and Lu.

I can't see his appearance and age, but he should be a man, dressed in rags, dirty all over, and his hair in a mess.

Ling Ping'an holds a flashlight and directly illuminates his face. At the same time, he gives a stern warning: "put down your hand and let me see your face!"

The other side hesitated for a moment, but finally did.

He slowly lowered his hand to block his face, and fear and fear emerged from his face.

Ling Ping An also saw him, a face covered with pockmarked Qin Lu people.

"Illegal immigrants!" This word flashed through Lingping's mind.

Everything has been explained.

I'm afraid this man is responsible for all the ghosts and evils?

It's no surprise that an illegal immigrant, in order to stay in Jiangcheng City, does these things!

"You're the one who's responsible for everything here?" Ling Ping'an's flashlight shone on him, not leaving his eyes for a moment.

"Well!" The other party nodded, then shook his head, a very scared look, said: "and my father and my brother..."

Ling Ping An listens and nods. That's right.

What happened in Pan Jiayuan must be a gang.

One person can't do so many things.

So, he took a flashlight, shining on each other's face, and then ordered in a very strict tone: "I now order you, squat down, hold your head in both hands, do not move, wait for the fall!"

The latter hesitated for a moment, and finally, according to the requirements of lingping'an, he squatted down and held his head in both hands, and did not dare to move.

Spirit peace then asked, "where are your father and your brother?"

"They are not in..."

"Oh..." Ling Ping An nods. He can imagine that the two illegal immigrants are looking for food outside.

It's nothing more than turning the trash can or stealing.

To be honest, lingping'an has sympathy for such a poor man.

But he was taught not to have compassion for any illegal criminal activity.

Can poor people be forgiven for their crimes?

What a mess the world is?!

Again

The federal Empire, though, was dead on permanent rights and Naturalization cards.

However, work visa and refugee visa are relatively loose.

Generally, as long as through the immigration interview, you can get a temporary visa.

If displaced by war, famine, or other humanitarian disasters, the foreign people threatened with hunger and death were often resettled by the federal empire.

The local people, the Western Song Dynasty, the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the southern Zhou Dynasty resettled millions of refugees every year.

The federal refugee agency will give refugees basic living materials, and then teach them some basic livelihood skills, and carry out certain training, and then arrange work.

Generally, refugee status is valid for five years. After five years, if peace is restored in the country of origin, they will be repatriated naturally - after all, as the saying goes, a fox dies and a horse follows the wind.

What's more, after five years in the federal Empire, these refugees also learned how to make a living and saved a sum of money.

And have the ability to go back and rebuild their homes.

This is also the refugee policy of the federal Empire: rescue the poor rather than the poor, and help the poor rather than the lazy.

So

Ling Ping An looks at the illegal immigrant in front of him.

He knew that this person was either suffering from some infectious disease that was not suitable for living in the federal empire.

Or a criminal with a criminal record!

Obviously, the probability of the latter is very high.

Therefore, he thought of his civic obligations, and while holding a flashlight, shining on each other, he picked up the phone and called the police.

"Hello! Is it a demon? "

"Send someone here quickly. I found an illegal immigrant here!""Where am I?"

"I'm on the second floor of building a, Panjiayuan!"

"Well!"

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Situhe felt that his three outlooks would be overturned by everything in front of him.

Because on the big screen, the picture clearly presents a monster with pale skin, whole face full of dense eyeballs, rolling magic flame.

"Prince of hell!" He swallowed his mouth and identified the monster.

This is a real quasi God monster.

Maybe many of the gods who have just awakened are not its opponents!

But now, this terrible monster, but in front of the bookstore owner, shivering, as if met the natural enemy of the lamb.

What terrible things happened to it?

Situ he didn't know.

Because, this is just captured by the UAV.

Previously, after the target entered the building, the drone had lost him.

When I find it again, I will see this picture now.

A prince of hell, the prince of hell hiding in Jiangcheng city.

Holding his head in his hands, he squatted in a dilapidated utility room.

The flashlight in the target's hand shines on it.

The skin of this monster, which is illuminated by strong light, nourishes and smokes, distorts and scatters its body in pain.

However, even so, despite such torture and torture.

The prince of hell, however, dare not even move and howl!

Si Tu He Neng imagined that this prince of hell must have experienced a terrible and unimaginable blow!

At this time, situhe in front of the phone rang, he took up, face show doubts.

"What's the matter?" Asked the governor's light and shadow.

"Just now, Jiangcheng police station called and said that the target called the police and claimed to have found an illegal immigrant and asked the police to send someone!"

The governor of light and shadow frowned.

"Is it a warning?" He asked, "is it still a test?"

After all, they all know through drones that this is a monster, a monster from hell.

How can we not know the goal?

So

This can only be understood as a warning or a test.

The warning is easy to understand.

Show strength, show strength.

The problem is, but

Does he need it?

He has already demonstrated his greatness and personality!

So

Is it a test?

The governor of light and shadow was not known, but he had to guess.

Just like those ministers who served the three kings in Taizu, Taizong and Gaozong times, they speculated about the king's intention and grasped the meaning of every word and word he said.

It's like guessing riddles. If you guess right, you get a prize. If you guess wrong If you are not careful, you are going to plant corn in the North Sea!

This is also the most favorite game for those who are superior and master everything.

They don't say what they want or what they want.

It's too humiliating, and it's too disrespectful.

For example, Gao Zong likes to eat crab meat dumplings from Yangzhou, but he will directly say to people from Yangzhou: I really like your soup dumplings? Help me to find some famous chefs! Is that right?

No!

Gao Zong won't even let people know that he actually likes to eat crab meat dumplings.

He'll let the people around him guess.

For example, he will consciously or unconsciously begin to care about the local conditions and customs of Yangzhou.

He would like a child, suddenly asked people around him: Yangzhou crab, how about this year's harvest? How about the supply? How about the market? What is the employment rate of the people?

If the people around him can't guess his real intention, he often answers wrong.

Then, he will immediately let people know, what is the son of heaven angry, bleeding drift oar!

Now

The governor of light and shadow felt that he seemed to be the minister who served the king in the period of Emperor Gaozong.

He had to take pains to guess the joy and anger of the great man above.

Moreover, if you guess wrong this time, I'm afraid the punishment is more than just planting corn.

After thinking about it for a long time, he ordered: "director Xia, you should take people to the past and bring the prince of hell back!"

"As for other things..." He said, "when I go back home..."

That's the only way.

Accept his good intentions first, and then guess his intentions.

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Mahatma, Prince of hell, feels like he's in hell now.

Every inch of his skin is crying in pain.

The light of the flashlight in the hand of the monster in front of him shone on him like a suckling pig soaked in sulfuric acid pool.The soul howls in pain, and the skin twitches in pain.

Every second is like being tortured by all the terrible torture in the world.

But he did not dare to howl.

Because

He knew very well that he would die as long as he dared to cry!

It's intuition!

A hell Prince's intuition!

And he also knows that he is facing a real monster!

As the prince of hell, sahato's psychic is very powerful.

So, he clearly sensed that the figure with the flashlight was looking at himself.

That's the real monster!

Real terror!

Really terrible!

Needless to say, just feel his breath and sahato will be suffocating.

What a terrible and great breath!

Just a little feeling, as if facing the reality of the world.

A terrible, horrible and crazy reality!

Sahato had no doubt that he would be torn apart by this crazy and terrible truth as long as he felt a little more.

Therefore, he has already known that standing in front of him is a great and terrible existence which is older than hell and existed before the birth of the world and at the beginning of the origin of all things.

His father, yvey the Duke of hell, compared with him.

Like fireflies to stars.

Small and sad, fragile and ridiculous.

Meow!

A cat's cry brought sahato back to his senses. He looked at the cat lying on the shoulder of the figure.

The shadow of the pyramid is reflected.

"Best Cat goddess!" Sahato swallowed.

As a prince of hell, he knows something about the origin of the cat goddess in ancient Egypt.

He was the only one among the ancient Egyptian gods, not a god of Egyptian divinity.

He is foreign.

Therefore, he did not serve the LORD God of the Egyptians.

So

This

Is it the ancient existence that he truly serves?

With his head in his arms, sahato speculated and suffered the punishment that seemed to be the most painful torment in the world.

Finally

Diwu Diwu Diwu

The sound of the siren came from afar.

Sahato shed tears of happiness.

The sound of the siren sounded to him like the devil's movement in hell, the sound of Lucifer to save him.

And Ling Ping An also showed a gratifying smile: "the efficiency of the federal police department is really fast!"

With a flashlight, he continued to shine on the illegal immigrants in front of him.

As a law-abiding citizen, he is now proud and content.

"I'm not a salted fish either "I can also contribute to the country," he said

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Push! Push!

A rush of footsteps came from downstairs.

Then a few police officers came up quickly.

Ling Ping An saw them with a happy smile. He pointed to the Qin Lu man who was squatting on the ground in front of him: "officer, this is the illegal immigration I found!"

"Just now he himself said that he, his brother and father had done everything about Pan Jiayuan."

Face to face, Xia Ping, dressed in police uniform, looked at the prince of hell squatting on the ground with his head in his arms.

At the moment, in his eyes, the whole skin of the prince of hell seems to be torn by some terrible energy.

Dark green devil's blood, big drops of the flow out.

This powerful prince of the devil is dying.

Xia Ping even suspected that if he came a few minutes later, he would have to collect his body.

He looked again at the man in front of him.

This ordinary looking bookstore owner.

Xia Ping saw a modest smile on his face, as if to say: "I just did a little work..."

Xia Ping swallows saliva, thousands of words to the mouth, only the most simple sentence: "hard sir!"

What else can he say?

Do you say, "you are so good, sir?"

Or ask, "how did you do it, sir?"

What if the family is not happy and afraid of death?

"No hard work!" The bookstore owner is honest and honest to laugh, and Xia Ping's scalp is numb, and the hell Prince is shivering with laughter.

"I'll give it to you." The owner of the bookstore picked up his pet, the cat goddess, with a flashlight, ready to walk out of the room.

Xia Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

Mahatma, Prince of hell, was even more excited, thinking that he had been blessed by his family's deadly enemies.As a result, the other party came to the door and seemed to think of something. He suddenly turned back and said to sahato, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, "Sir, you must obey the police officer!"

"It's good for you!"

Lingping said seriously and seriously, "it's also good for your father and brother."

He was kind.

Because in the federal Empire, if illegal immigrants cooperate with the law enforcement agencies, they may be allowed to stay in the federal empire after the punishment is executed.

At least it won't aggravate the punishment!

But if you resist law enforcement

They are usually heavily punished and may even be sentenced!

Therefore, spiritual peace is a kind reminder, and it is also for the consideration of the other party.

After all, he is just an illegal immigrant, at most an illegal immigrant who has done some mischief.

Ling Ping An reported him to the police because he was a federal citizen, which was his duty.

However, as the saying goes, jurisprudence is nothing more than human feelings.

As a glorious federal citizen, even in the face of illegal immigrants, Lingan also feels that it is necessary to show his own quality.

After all, the federal empire was a state of etiquette and benevolence.

Therefore, he made some kind reminders, so as not to suffer the loss of this foreigner who was not familiar with the federal system and law.

But he did not see that when he said these words, the police officers and the illegal immigrant were shaking with fear.

Because, in their eyes.

When lingping'an said these words, there was a burning fire in his eyes.

The fire brought up all the hell in the building.

Then, wordy a bit, all sucked slip up, eat clean.

All of them, swallowing.

Sahato is even more scared out of control!

The prince of hell, scared out of control!

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