A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Ji Zuodao, leading Jin Xiaoman, Ao Yan, and Ni Yu, stood in front of the villa of the Demon Protection Association and glanced at it—

"Tsk, what kind of problem is this?"

Ji Zuodao crossed his arms and clicked his tongue.

You know, these monsters, no matter how many years they've cultivated, or how handsome they are when they transform into humans, they just can't shake off their "monster nature" deep down.

They like to gather in groups and like to hide all their treasures in one corner.

The impressive detached villa in front of them somehow gave them the feeling of living in a monster's cave deep in the mountains.

Outside the wall, two monsters dressed in ill-fitting security uniforms stood like door gods, their backs ramrod straight, their eyes wide open, warily scanning the deserted street.

In the villa's courtyard, several groups of monsters, carrying rubber batons, were patrolling the flowerbeds with extremely awkward steps.

Their appearance and their procession were exactly like a demon patrolling the mountain.

Last night, as soon as the Empress issued her decree, those old demon kings and their cubs ran away faster than rabbits, wishing they had two more legs. Who would care about these little minions guarding the house?

As a result, all the masters have gone mad, leaving this group of honest and simple-minded people to diligently stand guard and patrol here.

This dedication to his job even moved Ji Zuodao.

Damn it, if only those guys in our own management department had half of this self-awareness.

Unfortunately, despite being moved, there are still things that need to be done.

To put it bluntly, these monsters are just lackeys and thugs kept by the Monster Protection Association. They probably do a lot of bullying and extortion on a regular basis.

Ji Zuodao had nothing to say about them.

The process is simple and brutal: beat them up, arrest them, interrogate them, and sentence them.

"Ni Yu." Ji Zuodao gave a wink to the side.

Ni Yu understood, but didn't say anything; she simply raised her chin gracefully.

A feather, shimmering with a pale blue light, silently drifted out from her hair and rose above the villa.

The next second, a soft blue light rippled out like water, quickly enveloping the entire villa and the surrounding area.

Illusion Array: Azure Barrier.

With this thing, even if there's a huge fight inside, to ordinary passersby, it will still look like a quiet, unremarkable villa, at most they might think the building is a bit dark today.

"Ao Yan, Ni Yu, I'm leaving you two to handle this. Make it quick and efficient, and remember to follow proper procedures. We're a legitimate organization."

"Hey! Just you wait and see!"

Ao Yan grinned, revealing sharp teeth, and excitedly spat out two tiny sparks from his nostrils. He turned to look at Ni Yu, his fighting spirit blazing. "Little bird, let's have a contest! See who can knock down more!"

Ni Yu turned her face away, only showing him her perfect profile and jawline, her tone cold: "Childish. How old are you, still playing this game?"

"Ahem!" Ji Zuodao coughed twice loudly, his face serious. "Watch your manners! We're on official business! There's a proper time for flirting; it's really inappropriate!"

"Who's flirting with him!" Ni Yu's fair neck instantly flushed red as she glared fiercely at Ji Zuodao.

"Exactly! Don't talk nonsense!" Ao Yan's dragon scales on his face were also shining red as he stubbornly shouted, "I'm going first!"

Before he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of crimson flame with a "bang," shooting straight toward the villa's gate like a cannonball!

"You brute!" Ni Yu scoffed, her figure rising like a wisp of smoke, arriving before the monsters patrolling the courtyard. With a flick of her wrist, streaks of azure wind blades whistled towards the monsters.

Watching the dragon and phoenix rush out in a race, Ji Zuodao stroked his chin, shook his head, and sighed, "The road ahead is long and arduous..."

Jin Xiaoman, who had been watching the whole thing from the sidelines, played with the gold coins he always carried with him and nodded in deep agreement:

"Brother Dao, in my opinion, with Sister Ni's aura and demeanor, she's destined to be the one in charge of the purse strings. Brother Ao's future... tsk tsk, I'm afraid it won't be easy for him."

"You have a good eye!" Ji Zuodao patted Jin Xiaoman on the shoulder, indicating that great minds think alike.

At the same time that Ji Zuodao and his group "visited" the villa.

Outside the villa, the light on the trunk of a large, leafy tree distorted eerily.

Immediately afterwards, a figure almost blending into the color and texture of the tree bark, holding the latest ultra-high-definition live-streaming phone, slowly emerged.

Han Jiang's original form was a chameleon, and after becoming a spirit, his profession was—paparazzi.

They dig up dirt on celebrities, and also on demons and cultivators.

He'd been eyeing the Monster Protection Association's villa for a long time, intending to pull off a big surprise: a stealth livestream, some juicy gossip, and become an overnight sensation on the industry's livestreaming platforms.

Using his innate ability to conceal himself, he successfully made his way to the perimeter of the villa.

But it gets harder to go any further in. Most of the monsters patrolling the gate and the courtyard are canines with incredibly sensitive noses!

He can hide his form, but he can't hide the smell on his body!

I was squatting on the tree, worrying, wondering if I should leave first and come back another day with some strong odor remover.

result--

"Demon Control Department, case in progress! Everyone, put your hands on your heads and squat down!"

A clear shout, like the cry of a phoenix, instantly shattered the silence.

"You won't kneel down? Fine! You're defying the law, you'll die!"

Immediately following was a furious dragon roar, the volume and speed of which were like a firecracker that had been set on fire, "Whoosh—Crack!" making people's ears ring.

Han Jiang: "???"

Before he could even see what was going on, two figures, one green and one red, carrying terrifying demonic energy fluctuations, crashed into the villa's courtyard with a loud bang, like two demonic whirlwinds, "greeting" any demon they encountered!

The bewildered expressions on the faces of the monsters standing guard and patrolling in the courtyard hadn't even had time to turn into terror before they were slapped in the face by wind blades or their fur was torn by flames, screaming and staggering.

Some tried to resist, but as soon as they showed their claws, they were slammed into the ground by even more ferocious demonic power, and could not be pried out.

The efficiency is outrageously high.

Han Jiang held up his live-streaming phone, the camera faithfully recording everything, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a goose egg.

In the live stream, the few viewers who had initially clicked in because of its sensational title ("Infiltrating! Straight to the Demon Protection Association's Black Den!") were now bewildered in the chat:

"Wait, host, did you fast-forward? Were you speaking at 24x speed just now?"

"Holy crap! Bureau 749! And the Demon Management Division! But isn't this enforcement procedure a bit too... uh, too efficient? Did they just try to persuade them to surrender?"

"Did you try to persuade them? I think I heard someone shout 'Hands behind your head and squat down'?"

"I tried to persuade them, I tried for a full three seconds! (doge) Their law enforcement colleagues have valuable time, please understand."

"Wait! That dog demon that got swept up by the wind and slammed against the wall! I recognize it! It was the one who led the demons to smash my fruit stand two years ago and forcibly collect environmental sanitation management fees! It's a henchman of the Demon Protection Association! Good for it!"

"That wolf demon on the left, getting stomped on the ground by the fire dragon! He harassed my sister at the bar last month!"

"Holy crap! It looks like the Demon Management Department is serious? They're really here to crack down on them?"

"Who cares if it's real or fake, it's just so entertaining!"

"This streamer is awesome! The angle, the clarity—they're risking their lives on the front lines of breaking news! Followed!"

The live chat exploded instantly, and the popularity skyrocketed.

Han Jiang's heart pounded as he watched the rapidly scrolling comments and the soaring number of followers. He was so excited that he almost lost control of his concealment ability.

My goodness! What a happy accident!

He originally intended to expose the dark secrets of the Demon Protection Association, but unexpectedly he directly filmed the scene of the violent crackdown by the 749th Bureau!

This traffic, this buzz! We've hit the jackpot!

Han Jiang quickly steadied himself, focused the camera intently on the battlefield, lowered his voice, and began to narrate in what he thought was his most professional and composed broadcasting style:

"Fellow Daoists, as you can see, I am currently outside a certain stronghold of the Demon Protection Association. At present, law enforcement officers from the Demon Management Section of the 749 Bureau of Jinghai are lawfully clearing out the stronghold. As we can see, a battle has broken out between the two sides."

As he made things up, he was internally ranting and raving:

Fight? Fight my ass! It's just a one-sided beating!

Are all the law enforcement officers in Bureau 749's Demon Management Division this wild these days? But damn, it's really exciting!

He adjusted the focus of his phone camera, trying his best to capture the faces of the two main members of Bureau 749 who were the ones who took action.

Just then, a lazy voice suddenly rang out from behind him at very close range:

"Hey, are you live streaming?"

"You got a good angle."

Han Jiang's scales instantly bristled!