I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon: Section 127 Terror is as peaceful as peace

After dinner, I watched the news boringly.

"The Cabinet Spokesperson said at a press conference later this afternoon: The people of the Federation and the people of Nanyang have a firm friendship and long-term close relationship!"

"The Central Cabinet will make every effort to provide help and support to the disaster-stricken people in Nanyang!"

Listening to this tune, you will know that the cabinet meeting this morning certainly did not pass the motion of sending troops to assist in disaster relief immediately.

Otherwise, it won't be just lip service.

Lingping shook his head and turned off the TV.

These national events are too far away from him, and he doesn't want to care much, he just wants to complain.

"Republicans are all scumbags!" he said.

Correspondingly, the Datong faction is all prodigal!

This is what most neutral voters think of the two mainstream schools of thought in the Federal Empire.

The left hand is glorious isolation, and the right hand is love and the world.

It's been this way for two hundred years.

But the people are complicated.

Like Lingping, he wants to be a good man without wasting national power.

This poses a difficult problem for those in power: How to choose fish and bear's paw?

Fortunately, the Federal Empire has had a tradition since ancient times-the golden mean!

Non-biased, non-group or party.

So, when it comes to external matters, most of the time, the federal center adopts a compromise plan.

In this way, you can not only explain to the Republicans, but also give the Datongs moral satisfaction.

"Tonight, let's go on an adventure!" He held the kitten Best, walked to the door, and pulled the rolling shutter down.

He took out his phone and looked at it. It was 7:15.

He locked the door of the store, then held the kitten and walked into the distance.

He has checked, and there is no such place as Panjiayuan on the mobile map.

It seems that there is no such place in Jiangcheng.

But through searching the software, he found information about Panjiayuan on the web page—it was a community seven or eight years ago.

The name is Panjiayuan Community.

It is an old-fashioned community developed for more than 20 years and belongs to the collective community of Jiangcheng Transportation Company.

Later, the transportation company moved to the south of the city, and all the employees moved there.

It was deserted over there—even hundreds of families around the community were relocated.

Lingping found the answer from the webpage of the Jiangcheng City Municipal Department. Eight years ago, the Jiangcheng City Secretary-General's Council announced that a high-speed rail station would be built locally to meet the development and needs of Jiangcheng.

As for why the high-speed rail station was not built in the end?

That's not known.

Anyway, it's just like that.

This is normal in the Federal Empire!

Because the Federal Empire is too big and the resources available are also very large.

Twenty years ago, the Yangqing area of ​​Jingchu began a large-scale movement of returning farmland to forests and lakes.

With an order from the center, tens of millions of acres of land will be returned to nature directly.

So, it is not uncommon for a small village to be abandoned here in Jiangcheng City-in front of Lingping's home, such a large industrial park is now relocated!

On the web, Lingping found many nervous comments from netizens.

Some people say that there is haunted, and some say that there is the entrance to the underworld.

Some conspiracy theorists say that there is an alien base.

Anyway, I have everything.

Ling Ping'an looked at and shrugged: "Cut!"

He puts the phone away, then scratches his head: "How can I get there?"

For Lu Chi, the best way is of course to take a taxi.

It just so happened that there was a taxi waiting for customers at the bus stop not far away.

He walked over, opened the door, sat in the co-pilot, and said to the driver's master: "Master, Huancheng Road gas station, thank you!"

The driver was a young man, and he was wearing a vest served by Jiangcheng volunteers. Hearing the voice of Lingping, he immediately smiled: "Hao Le! Huancheng Road Gas Station!"

He started the car and drove out of the platform.

"The son..." he asked as he drove, "What are you doing in such a remote place at night?"

"Play!" Lingping answered with a smile.

"Oh..." The driver master said: "It's a bit off there. When the live broadcast was hot in the past few years, some outdoor anchors went to explore the past..."

"It's gone recently!" He seemed to miss the hot broadcast of the year.

"This is the case for capital!" Lingping replied with a smile: "If you have money, you will be on the top, and if you have no money, you will run faster than anyone else!"

"Also!" The driver's master smiled, and then asked: "By the way, how do you come back later?"

"There are no cars over there!"

Lingping was also stunned.

Yes!

How to come back?

Walk back? !

Lingping feels a little impossible.

Because he will get lost!

"My son, how long will it take you to go there?" the driver master asked.

"Maybe one hour or two hours..." Lingping said: "I just go and see!"

"Isn't there a Panjiayuan over there?"

"I heard it's fun..."

"It's fun..." The driver's master replied nonchalantly: "It's fun..."

He couldn't help but look at the rearview mirror. What was sitting was just an ordinary young man who was holding a kitten. How could he not look like the "super target" mentioned above.

"Great hidden in the city, probably like this, right?" He thought to himself, and said: "Or else, son, I'll wait for you at the gas station..."

"When will you go back, I will drive you back again!"

"Why is this embarrassing?" Lingping said.

"Hey!" The driver master pointed to his vest: "I'm a volunteer!"

"It’s convenient for you to be with others!"

"Thank you so much!" Lingping immediately admired him!

In the Federal Empire, volunteers have a relatively high social status and are more respected. After all, in theory, most volunteers are volunteers and are truly good people and gentlemen.

"You're welcome!" The driver master said with a smile.

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Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped at a gas station in a deserted suburb.

Ling walked out of the car and said to the driver master sitting in the cab: "Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome!" The driver master said with a smile.

Ling Ping An thanks again. Then I held the kitten Best and walked along the street light in front of me. At the same time I took out my phone and looked at the path stated on the webpage.

"Go straight south from the gas station and turn left when you encounter an old bridge..." He walked slowly, and reached a stone bridge that looked very old.

"Turn left!" He could still tell the left and right, and walked down a path on the left.

There are no street lights here. Fortunately, Lingping brought a flashlight. He turned on the power to illuminate the path ahead.

This is a secluded concrete road. The road has been in disrepair for a long time, and there are potholes everywhere.

He went down and not far away saw two abandoned cars parked on the side of the road.

There is a road sign behind the car, and the paint on it is about to fall off, but the words "Panjiayuan" are still vaguely visible.

Continue to move forward about five hundred meters, and a row of old buildings comes into view.

Lingping picked up the flashlight and shone the light.

I saw an old courtyard wall full of creepers.

This makes Lingping look very close.

Because of this old-fashioned courtyard wall, when he was a child, it often appeared in his life.

At that time, the enterprises in the industrial park in front of the house were still thriving.

Workers come and go in an endless stream.

At night, the friends around will play in groups among the factories in the industrial park.

Some naughty kid kings will take the lead to climb up the courtyard wall of the factory, slip off the wall, sneak into the closed production workshop, and take out some things as toys.

Children are not subjectively malicious.

It just feels fun, or it feels so cool.

Moreover, it generally does not damage the factory machinery.

Just take some production leftovers or scraps out to play.

Therefore, the factory owners in the vicinity also closed one eye.

Later, several friends accidentally broke their hands and feet while climbing the wall, which strengthened security.

Thinking about these things, the corners of Ling'an's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Meow!

The kitten in his arms, in such a dark environment, seemed to be a little scared, and pressed his head tightly to his arm.

The amber cat's eyes glowed green in the dark.

It's shiny, beautiful!

Ling Ping An comforted the little guy: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Brother is here to protect you!"

But I don't know, in the amber cat's eyes, the creepers crawling on the courtyard wall are reflected.

Bloodshot seeps from the stems and leaves of these creepers.

Under the concrete road on the ground, there are pieces of things that look like earthworms, but tens of meters in length, are slowly creeping.

Even the kitten feels a real threat.

The hairs on its body are standing upright, like steel needles.

The claws of the limbs, sharp claws shine out like blades.

It wasn't until Lingping caressed its hair gently, it became quiet again, the hair became soft again, and the sharp claws were collected into the palm of the flesh.

Meow! It stuck out its tongue and licked the back of its master's hand.

"Good!" Lingping looked at this well-behaved little guy, very satisfied.

Ling continued to move forward safely, and soon walked to a gate that had been abandoned for a long time.

He took the flashlight, shone it, and saw the plaque on the door: "Panjiayuan!" He said in a low voice, he walked forward and pushed the door gently.

Crunch! The door opened.

In the flashlight light guide, Lingping saw a square full of various discarded household garbage.

He walked into the door and stepped on a wooden board that had completely decayed.

Crack, the board was crushed.

He walked through this square and came to the front of the building.

In front of me is the kind of tube building of an old federal state-run unit 20 or 30 years ago.

There is no elevator, and there are no street lights or signs.

In front of the stairs of the entrance, on a long corroded iron plate, it reads "Panjiayuan One Building A Block".

There are spider webs at the door.

Ling Ping'an reached out and grabbed it, and grabbed these cobwebs blocking the road.

"No one has been here for at least two or three years!" He said, "It seems that the legend here is quite scary!"

However, as a staunch materialist, Lingping never believes that there are ghosts, monsters and so on in this world.

So, he stepped into this door without fear.

But he didn't see, a camera hidden in the corner next to the building had turned around.

At the same time, in the sky above him, several concealed drones hovered high in the sky. The military-grade high-definition camera captured his every move clearly.

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Ten minutes back in time.

Ling Ping An had just walked under the courtyard wall of this Pan’s home.

His picture appeared on the high-definition large screen of the Jiangcheng Federal Army Command Center.

Situ He looked at the image that appeared in the drone's high-resolution night vision.

Because it is far away, and I dare not get too close.

So, I can only take pictures of the target, slowly walking down the quiet path.

But as the target got closer, the drone took a very scary picture.

The creeping vines on the courtyard wall seemed to perceive something, and they began to squirm.

The entire Panjiayuan seems to have been severely stimulated.

Something like a thick liquid seeps from the walls and bricks.

It was all photographed by the UAV's HD camera.

Finally, it appears on the big screen.

That's blood!

Thick blood!

"What's the matter?" Situ He looked back at Xia Ping severely: "Didn't it mean that there is no psionic reaction?"

"How to explain now?!"

Undoubtedly, the facts before us show that someone has laid a dark hand in the core city of the Federal Empire!

This dark hand concealed the sky and crossed the sea. If it weren't for tonight, the goal would suddenly come to this point. I'm afraid that the Federal Empire would not be able to discover this hidden danger.

Then, here comes the question. Others will never leave such a thing on the territory of the Federal Empire without any reason, right?

Xia Ping watched, the sweat on his forehead fell in big drops.

There is no doubt that he knew he had made a serious mistake!

If the mainland is infiltrated by foreign enemies, even use this place to do something.

Then, he and all the extraordinary in the entire Jiangcheng city and the entire Guangnan Governor's District are to blame!

This is malfeasance!

Serious malfeasance!

The sin of going to the court of the black guard!

"Situ!" At this moment, a light and shadow suddenly appeared: "Don't blame Director Xia!"

"This is the method of Ivy, Duke of Hell!"

"Don't talk about Director Xia, even I am afraid it will be difficult to detect!"

"The devil of **** is the best at doing this kind of disguised thing!"

Situ He saw the light and shadow, and quickly saluted: "The Governor!"

"Why are you here?"

"I'm still in the Northern Zhou Dynasty..." Guangying said: "Now it is through a magic weapon left in Guangnan area to descend with the soul..."

"I can only maintain ten minutes..."

"Stop greeting you!"

Guangying looked at the big screen, just in time to see Lingping pushing open the door of Pan's home and walking inside the gate.

At this time, the black guards had already been installed in Panjiayuan's cameras at several angles and turned at the same time to shoot from multiple angles.

At the same time, the drones that followed the shooting covertly in the sky also sent back the picture.

So, high-definition pictures taken from different angles were cut onto the big screen.

Situ He, Xia Ping, and Guangying all clearly saw that when the target stepped into the gate of Pan’s home, a monster with a triangular head came out from the ground, and its head seemed to be wrapped Thick liquid.

Then...

The target stomped on its head.

The monster was trampled on.

The target didn't even look at it, as if he had just trampled on a bug!

No!

People will feel even if they step on a bug.

The feeling that Goal gives to everyone is that-He just stepped on an unworthy tatter.

Subsequent high-definition photos are sent back one by one.

The target person is holding his pet, and the suspected cat goddess Best continues forward casually.

Behind him, the triangle-headed monster, even the scum was gone.

On the ground, only a little corrosive gas curled up and then quickly dissipated.

The target continued to move forward and stepped on it. There were layers of cracked ripples on the surface, and waves of blue smoke continued to gush out from the cracks in the ground. Obviously, wherever he walked, all monsters were Some force strangled it.

Next, an even more terrifying scene appeared on the big screen: the flashlight the target was holding was shining on the brick wall of Pan Jiayuan where thick blood was flowing.

Under the light of the flashlight, the green smoke curled up.

The whole Panjiayuan seems to have been hit hard~IndoMTL.com~ let out a stern cry.

A certain camera even took pictures of several monsters of unknown shape. Under the strong light of the flashlight, they screamed and screamed as they were evaporated.

Situ He swallowed, and at the same time couldn't help touching the flashlight in his arms.

Until now, he did not understand that this flashlight is not just a pass, a credential.

It's still a powerful treasure!

A treasure comparable to a legendary god’s artifact!

Just a photo, the monsters are wiped out!

Horror!

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