He started by brutally defeating the demon lady, and the passersby were terrified!

"Go see him? Okay, I'll go with you now to find out more."

Hong Guan hesitated for a second before nodding.

"Thank you, Uncle Hong."

Meng Yan expressed his gratitude to Hong Guan.

"No need to thank me! It's all for the sake of social stability!"

Hong Guan smiled.

"Hey! Xiao Meng, why did you transfer money to me?!"

Just as Hong Guan was about to set off, he saw that Meng Yan had transferred 20,000 yuan to him!

"Uncle Hong, you helped us with 20,000 yuan when my grandfather was hospitalized. Now that I have an income, I'm paying you back. My grandfather always said that one should be honest and upright and have a clear conscience."

Meng Yan smiled.

Actually, when Grandpa was sick, he was very happy to have met these kind uncles and aunts who helped him. If it weren't for them, his little family would have collapsed long ago.

Grandpa kept a record of all the money he borrowed in a small ledger.

He often said that as long as a person is alive, he must pay back all the money one day, so that he can come into this world clean and leave clean.

"You little brat... fine, I'll take it then. But it's a good thing you introduced yourself to the Investigation Bureau first, then transferred this 20,000 yuan to me, otherwise I'm afraid I'd have to handcuff you and interrogate you to see if you'd gone astray!"

Knowing the personalities of the grandfather and grandson, Hong Guan simply accepted the money.

He then jokingly made a teasing remark.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with the clothes.

A white shirt, black trousers, leather shoes, and a stylish haircut—this is a very clean and neat outfit.

But the male models at the club often dress like this, and the borderline male photos on the internet are also taken like this.

Especially Xiao Meng's dazzlingly handsome appearance, which completely outshines those male models in the clubs during their crackdown on prostitution. If he has been tricked into making money by deceiving people, then he must be arrested!

"Um, Uncle Hong, these are civilian clothes provided by the Bureau of Investigation. Although I do look quite handsome in them, you can't think of me in any lewd way. Would a model student like me do such things..."

Meng Yan was speechless.

His white shirt had no logos or markings on it; it was just a very ordinary casual outfit.

These days, it's so hard to find clothes that fit well and have a good physique. Even a positive place like the police station can't escape being misunderstood.

"Hahaha! Don't get excited, Xiao Meng! If it weren't for the money, this outfit really does look great! I was just kidding!"

Hong Guan laughed heartily.

"Uncle Hong, shall I wait for you outside?"

Meng Yan asked.

Uncle Hong is not joking.

He was certain that if he didn't mention working at the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, and suddenly produced 20,000 yuan to pay off his debts, plus wearing this outfit, he would probably be lucky enough to receive a pair of silver bracelets.

"Okay, go to my car, I'll be right there."

Hong Guan nodded.

"Alright!"

Meng Yan withdrew.

Hong Guan smiled as he watched Meng Yan's departing figure, but suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, and his smile froze instantly!

A terrible thought inexplicably came to his mind.

You mean this kid doesn't actually hate the supernatural? He's actually been searching for the supernatural, trying to awaken some kind of power?!

Is this some kind of self-proclaimed expert in dispelling feudal superstitions?

hiss--

But how did he know the method of awakening?!

As far as he knew, most humans who wanted to become Awakened, apart from certain sects and families with special methods, awakened after coming into contact with the supernatural.

However, the vast majority of people will be killed by strange occurrences, and only a very small number will successfully awaken and become martial artists or cultivators.

As for the mechanism of awakening, this is a problem that has plagued all mankind for many years and is also the research direction of many top scientific research institutions.

The most common explanation is similar to an allergy. For example, many people have no problems with general anesthesia, but in an extremely rare case, a person may experience a fatal malignant hyperthermia.

The strangeness is equivalent to the anesthetic used in general anesthesia, except that people who are not allergic will die, while those who have a malignant high fever due to an allergic reaction become martial artists or cultivators.

……

outside.

Meng Yan was unaware that Uncle Hong was brainstorming.

"Fatty, I'm going to the City Comfort Hotel at 250 Third Street now. You don't need to come to the police station; just meet me there!"

He's texting Li Zhichun right now.

Since we're not at the police station now, calling Fatty Li over would just be a waste of his time.

It would be better to meet directly at the hotel.

the other side.

A tricycle speeds along the streets of Chunshi.

[Pinned Post: Brother Meng]

Li Zhichun saw the message from Meng Yan and quickly clicked on it.

"City Comfort Inn? Driver, to the City Comfort Inn on Third Street! Not the police station!"

Without any hesitation, Li Zhichun chose to go to the hotel.

"Alright!"

The tricycle makes a turn over a solid line.

They turned around and disappeared into a small alley.

The tricycle drivers on the streets of Chunshi are always so arrogant, there's nothing we can do about it.

Sanjie, City Comfort Hotel.

Room 303.

A young man, not particularly tall and rather thin, closed his eyes and concentrated.

"beep--"

A light came on from the phone.

He quickly opened his eyes.

The originally upright, greenish oval pupils slowly returned to their round, brown shape.

"Honey~, I'm just buying fried noodles, I'll be right there, open the door for me~"

That was a voice message.

Her voice had a slightly coquettish tone.

The man did not reply.

After listening, I put my phone aside.

Compared to a hundred years ago, the development of this era is too rapid. I have only just started eating a blood offering from a remote village.

Officials soon came knocking on the door.

They were even taken to the authorities for interrogation.

Furthermore, the people from the Demon Slayer Division quickly came over to conduct an in-depth interrogation and detect his demonic aura.

Fortunately, these fools don't know that after it possesses a person, it can quickly gain their memories and integrate into the current era, making the same thoughts and actions as the original owner.

It's even more impossible to find his weaknesses through questioning.

As for detecting demonic energy.

How long has it been since the Demon Slayer Bureau discovered his hiding place amidst all that broken copper and scrap metal?

Hold on.

By merging with this blood-feeding entity, one can gain the ability to parasitize a different body at any time, completely escaping surveillance.

It's pathetic, lamentable, pitiful, hateful, and laughable that the Demon Slayer Division, after dealing with him for a thousand years, still doesn't understand how he escaped and is still being manipulated by him.

Human beings.

How stupid!

It's time to let these people from the Demon Slayer Division experience the pain of having their loved ones devoured and forced to kneel and wail.

Especially that crazy kid!!

Mentioning Meng Yan, Zhao Liang's round, brown pupils turned vertically green again.

He never dreamed that the other party would dare to dig up his grave.

They even dared to attack him when he was releasing black flames and his aura was fully unleashed. If it weren't for them, he would have already succeeded and completed his final transformation when the demonic energy of the dead revived. Why would he need to hide like this now, looking for a substitute?

However, there's something really strange about this kid.

What exactly is that black tower?

The memories of the human-faced evil serpent only existed after it entered the body and was enveloped by the black tower. Later, it felt that the other half of its body had completely disappeared, and it had no memories left.

"Knock knock knock—"

Suddenly at that moment, a knock sounded on the door.

"It's finally here."

Zhao Liang murmured, a ferocious glint flashing in the depths of his eyes before he immediately returned to normal.

He can control his demonic energy so that not a single trace leaks out, but the price is that he can perceive it just like an ordinary person.

But ordinary people are the best protection. For at least a thousand years, he has managed to evade layers of encirclement and suppression, which infuriates the Demon Slayer Division.

I got up, got out of bed, and prepared to eat.

However, the moment he excitedly opened the door and saw a row of bright white teeth, Zhao Liang's smile froze.

……