I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 387: Principles of Law Enforcers


He Rourou's joy now cannot be described in words.

Master!

The owner who had been searching for more than a month appeared in front of him.

Although he looks ordinary.

But He Rourou knows that this is her master.

She is the master of spirit and flesh.

She is also the master of her heart, day and night.

The taste of the master... is not deceiving.

The contract entrusted in the dark will not deceive!

She was trembling, like a long-dried grass and trees, when she encountered rain, every inch of her skin was excited!

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Ling'an frowned and looked at the woman in front of him.

His eyes are full of alert.

"Girl..." He took a step back slowly: "Do we know each other?"

Although, he has never encountered such a woman who calls "Master" when she comes up.

But...

I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs run.

Although Ling Ping An is a scumbag, he also knows that "there is no love and hate for no reason", and understands the principle of "nothing but courtesy".

So, for so many years, he has never fallen into the trap of capital.

Even after playing in the canyon for so long, he never charged a dime.

This is enough to illustrate his vigilance.

Now, suddenly a woman who seems to be well dressed, ran up to him and called ‘Master’.

His first reaction was: Are girls now so open?

The second reaction immediately followed: There was fraud! The wind is tight! Bullshit!

At the same time, there are nouns that have been seen many times in the news and TV series.

The fairy jump...

Scam?

Trap?

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He Rourou raised her head, her delicate and charming face showed a hint of panic.

The master's words are like a sharp blade inserted in her heart.

It was also like a wake-up call, waking her from unrealistic fantasies.

That day, in the nightmare world, the cold words of the light-winged feather man reverberated in her ears.

"Sign it!" The icy voice of Lightwing Feather appeared again: "Sign your humble and small real names under this sacred contract!"

"Get a chance to dedicate your ridiculously fragile simple soul to our Lord!"

"Countless worlds, infinite universe!"

"How many gods are these things that are longing for but unavailable!"

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She lowered her head, indeed...

She is indeed not a servant of the great master.

She is just a poor worm who is striving for and competing for the qualifications of a servant!

She...

Too weak, too weak!

She...

Too humble, too small!

"So..." He Rourou thought in her heart: "I am such a humble and small creature...Where is the qualification?"

Want to be a slave and serve a great master?

She is far from qualified!

At best, it was just an ant who got a qualification by fluke and was allowed to compete for it.

How lucky it is!

There is such an opportunity! ! !

How sad!

If you want to be a slave, you can't! ! ! !

But...

He Rourou raised her head and looked up at her master's face.

That holy and great holy face!

She must remember it firmly!

For the rest of my life, I will work hard to see you again!

Lion City Rose, never admit defeat!

She swears that she will win that opportunity!

For the master!

For myself too!

Because she had a premonition in the dark.

Only by becoming the master's slave and maidservant can you truly be eternal!

In this world, only this matter can be regarded as a real career.

So, He Rourou straightened up.

Only the master’s servants are eligible to worship him.

The ants...not worthy!

"Yes..." She half laughed at herself, half flattered and said, "This son, we really don't know..."

How can ants who are not qualified be worthy of calling ‘Master’? .

She remembered the words of the light-winged feather man.

"How can humble and ignorant human beings serve our lord?!"

"It is the opportunity to be qualified to serve and defend our Lord. This is also a humiliation and trampling on us!"

This kind of great honor is not something that anyone can get.

Those who get it? Will defend and defend this supreme honor to the death.

Any ant who tramples on this honor? Will be regarded as blasphemy by those beings.

Profane my lord?

The halberd of the Lightwing Feather Man had set an example on that day.

One halberd? I smashed the body of Zheng Jiajia, who was at least the major, to shred her soul? Throw her into eternal destruction!

And He Rourou, who is determined to be one of them, will naturally defend this honor to the death.

She chuckled, her vocal cords trembling a little.

"So..." She looked at the ant who had been restrained by herself: "My son, can this be handed over to my concubine?"

She is working hard!

Try hard? Try hard to get recognition, try hard to let the ‘master’ see her.

This is one of the few precious opportunities for ants like her.

It can even be said to be a golden opportunity.

After passing this village, maybe there will be no such shop forever.

But more...

The thoughts in He Rourou's heart? But I want to hear a few more words from the master...

Keep them in mind.

As a comfort to myself? Also as a spur when I am lazy.

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Ling'an feels a little scalp numb.

"Sure enough, the arena is sinister!" he thought.

This woman? She changed her face instantly, she was an artist!

I was still the master just now, but now the son and concubine?

Good risk! so close!

Sure enough, I am witty!

Thinking about this, Lingping hurriedly hugged his pet and walked forward quickly, just as the ride-hailing he had already arrived.

He ran over, pulled the car door, and sat on it.

The driver's master turned around and asked with a smile: "Guest with number XXXX?"

Ling nodded safely, and the driver's master started the car and drove away from danger.

Ling Ping An sat in the back seat and glanced back quietly.

Then patted his chest, and said to the kitten in his arms: "Little boy, brother is witty?"

Meow!

The little guy yelled softly, agreeing with his master.

Ling smiled peacefully: "Sure enough, Xinfeng is right!"

"Boys must protect themselves when they are away from home!"

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Watching the owner, get in the car.

He Rourou turned her head and looked at the dude who had been restrained by her with a cold face.

Her face, killing intent is boiling!

The Lord humiliated the minister and died!

This is the simplest logic!

So, although the owner did not answer her at all, he did not give any instructions.

However, she, who regarded herself as her master's servant, had already been assassinated.

Furthermore, she also found a good reason for herself-how can there be filth in front of the master?

The ancient emperor never saw blood before the throne.

Because that is unlucky.

And such a great existence as the master is naturally far higher than the ancient mortal emperor.

"You..."

He Rourou looked at him: "Are there any last words?"

The other party opened his mouth, trembling all over, the stench inside his crotch.

Apparently, he has been destroyed by fear.

He Rourou turned a blind eye.

"Forget it..."

"A beast like an ant...Does it need a last word?"

"Waiting to kill you...I will kill your whole family again!"

When He Rourou was in the Three Buddhas, she didn't know how much blood she was on.

In and outside the Lion City, her real name is: Queen Shura!

The coquettish woman crawling out of the pool of blood.

The ruthless beauty returning from hell!

Chopping grass and roots is something she often does.

The other party shivered, his nose and tears streaming out together, and wanted to ask for mercy, but couldn't speak at all.

He Rourou gently raised her hand.

"Huh?" She frowned.

Ding!

There is a sound of piano.

Her spells were interrupted.

She followed the sound and saw the general floating in the air holding a small banjo.

"Enough!" The elegant and easy-going general fell to the ground and freed the restraints of the restrained and controlled dude.

"Miss He, he has been punished enough!"

"Let's stop here!" Song Shihui said blankly, but he was really jealous.

I don’t know what the relationship between this woman from Lion City and that one is.

But he knows that the ‘unauthorized intervention’ thing in the think tank’s deduction is very likely to be regarded by him as ‘no respect.’

Once this happens, the big horror and the big taboo will probably appear on him, even in this land!

But...

Song Sihui had to come!

Because it's about the heart! It's more about Dao Xin!

He is a general of the Black Guard and a member of the Council of Extraordinary Affairs of the Federal Empire.

He remembers the oath he made when he took the oath to the Imperial Constitution and the martyrs of the black guards on the first day of employment.

"I am the guardian of the people!"

"I am the strong shield of the country!"

"I swear, I will defend the law!"

"I swear, I will protect the weak!"

"I swear, I will stick to my morals!"

"Today, tomorrow, day after day!"

"If one day, I cannot keep this oath..."

"I will take off my black clothes...I will return the glory..."

He even remembers the words on the stone stele of Gaozongle in front of Heiyiwei's headquarters.

If the use of power is not restricted, it will inevitably lead to the exploitation of the weak by the strong!

These are the things he has vowed to defend with his life.

So, even if you know it, it may be dangerous.

Even if you know it, there may be taboos, or even unknown happened to him.

But he had to come.

If he didn't come, he would have violated his oath, betrayed his heart, and this life will be painful for a lifetime!

If he doesn't come, he will be sorry for the martyrs who have worshipped.

Those heroes who persist in extreme suffering!

Those martyrs who gave their lives for the people and the country!

The heroes who used their lives to protect him, his family, and the entire country!

My ancestors who are more sorry.

For the rest of his life, he will regret today's cowardice.

And live in regret and torment!

The thought cannot be understood, and the original mind cannot be extended.

To live, but to be a living dead!

So he came.

Because there is something more terrifying than death in this world.

Fortunately...

That person, really reasonable...

In other words, He recognized himself!

So, the anticipated terror taboo did not happen, and the unknown curse did not come.

This made Song Shihui a sigh of relief.

But the back is soaked!

"General..." He Rourou looked at Song Shihui, and she naturally recognized the general.

At today's memorial ceremony, he stood at the forefront.

Until now, she finally knew the origin of this general!

The black guard chief of the Southern Zhou Dynasty of the Federation Empire, Song Shihui, the six-finger piano demon!

One of the top powerhouses of the Federation Empire!

Just...

She did not give in!

Because, she cannot give in.

"Please don't be nosy!" Although it was only a school-level, in front of this, there was an ant-like existence, but He Rourou did not dare to give in.

Because the Lord humiliated his minister to death!

She knew that if she gave in because of a stronger ant.

So, she will never be recognized.

Even if the master doesn't care, she has no face to fight for the honor of the master's servant.

"Miss He!" After Song Shihui confirmed that person's attitude, he relaxed. He smiled and said: "This is the Federal Empire! You are also an Imperial citizen!"

"Please obey the law!"

He looked at the shivering dude: "Although this person has offended that... but he is not going to die!"

"And I have learned a lesson!"

"But he must die!" He Rourou said.

"No!" After all, Song Shihui was still afraid of He Rourou's relationship with that person.

He cannot be sure of that person's attitude.

He was there just now, witnessing everything.

From beginning to end, he could see clearly.

He guessed that this Lion City Rose might have been to that bookstore, and what knowledge did he ‘buy’ from that person?

So...

Song Shihui still didn't make a direct shot, and gave the Miss He from the Lion City a little face.

"He did not break the law..."

"As General Blackguard, I must protect his safety. This is my duty!"

"Miss He!" Song Shihui's clothes, no wind, automatically: "Please don't make it difficult for me!"

He Rourou glared with anger.

Of course she knew that she could not be the opponent of this general.

Adding ten thousand her will not work.

The generals of the black guard, each is a human war machine.

One person can plow a medium power!

In front of such a strong person, the number is meaningless.

Except for generals and gods, no one can stop them.

But she is still stubborn!

Because compared to humiliation and death.

She is even more afraid of being abandoned!

Her spirit and flesh are already the master's.

For the master, she can dedicate everything!

But...

A voice rustled in her ear.

That's the master's slave talking.

He Rourou's expression turned slightly.

She turned around and glared at the dude fiercely.

Then walk away.

He Rourou sweated like rain until she sat in her car.

Faced with a general, even if she was determined to die, after that breath was relieved, fear came to my heart.

"How can I be so bold?" she asked herself.

But then, she gently stroked her face and body.

"Master..."

"Master..." She gasped.

She recalled that she tried her best to remember the appearance and voice of the master.

But...

She raised her head.

My memory is blurred.

The master's appearance is blurred.

The master's voice is also blurred!

She lowered her head in annoyance: "Sure enough...I'm too humble...The master won't even let me remember his appearance!"

However...

Soon, she got excited.

She gently bowed to the air in front of her.

That is the taste of the master...

Remaining after close contact.

"Master..." He Rourou was extremely excited: "Is this your encouragement to me... your humble and tiny maid?"

She held it carefully.

Like a treasure, like a life.

She felt this taste, this supreme gift and honor.

Her body softened like water.

"Master..." In the luxury car, the charming and moving body slowly twisted.

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Song Shihui gently raised his hand and punched a psionic energy into the ugly dude on the ground to stabilize his spirit so as not to collapse or go crazy.

The other party quickly regained consciousness, and then screamed.

"Shut up!" Song Shihui scolded coldly.

The other party shut up immediately.

"You..." Song Sihui looked down at him: "Let me remember more next time!"

He doesn't know, is this dude lucky? Still unfortunate.

Be able to live after offending that person...

The blessing accumulated by his ancestors, I am afraid that he will be exhausted and owed countless.

To offend that person, this in itself is a great misfortune!

Fortunately...

He is arrogant after all.

A proud person is also proud.

So, such ants and clowns, he didn't care about them!

Otherwise...

Song Shihui understands that even if he is here, this guy has already turned into pieces.

Even, like the snake demon, the power that was madly distorted, distorted to death.

Even being surrounded by terrible curses, children and grandchildren, endless torment.

Thinking about this, Song Shihui shook his head.

Actually, he hates such dudes.

But...

The black guard is an enforcer.

The law enforcer can have likes and dislikes, but they cannot be brought to work.

Because if the law enforcers rely on likes and evils to act.

Then the law loses justice.

Unfair laws, no matter how rigorous the terms, and no matter how perfect the logic, are destined to be draconian and brutal laws.

So, Song Shihui picked up the phone and dialed a number.

Soon a staff member came here and carried the clown away.

He will be sent to the correction center of Heiyiwei for psychological and behavioral correction.

Lest he be attacked by evil spirits.

Also avoid his life being destroyed.

"I hope he can learn this lesson..."

"From now on~IndoMTL.com~Look at the eyes...be a...good person!"

Song Shihui muttered to himself, of course he knew that this was just his beautiful expectation.

In fact, in the case of the black guard, there are many similar dudes who were sent for correction. After being discharged from the hospital, not only did they not learn a lesson, but there are many people who repeat the same mistakes.

According to statistics, after the correction center goes out, the probability of committing a crime again is as high as 70%!

This is the so-called nature that is easy to change and hard to change!

Fortunately, after all, 30% of the people have changed their minds.

Thinking about this, Song Shihui's figure disappeared in this parking lot.

At the same time, the cordon of the cemetery was lifted.

People in the cemetery can come out.

But when they came out, many people were confused and didn't know what happened at the gate of this cemetery just now.


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