Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

"Don't do that, I promise I won't get into any trouble."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

She finally let go.

Without a word, Chen Ming ran towards the car. She watched his retreating figure, her red eyes gleaming in the firelight, as if burning...

Amidst the gasps of those around him, Chen Ming rushed over. It seemed some people were shouting things like "Young man, you're in danger!" But he ignored them for the time being.

He approached the overturned car, bent down, and could see a middle-aged man inside, unconscious. His face was flushed, indicating he had drunk quite a bit.

Driving under the influence is a crime! You bastard, are you just causing trouble for society?

He tried to open the car door, but it didn't work.

The car was filled with thick smoke.

The only option was to break the windshield, but I didn't have any tools.

No, tools...

He took out his phone...

"...Fuck you, it's only been a year."

Without hesitation, he grabbed his phone and smashed it against the car window. At that moment, he wished he were using a Nokia…

……

"Come here quickly, young man, well done."

As Chen Ming dragged the man out, several burly men ran out and carried him away together.

The people around applauded.

Chen Ming was already exhausted. Looking at the broken phone in his hand, he felt even more tired.

"Ugh……"

He slumped to the ground, watching the car slowly turn into a raging fire. The fire trucks arrived first and quickly extinguished the fire. Police officers were also maintaining order and setting up a cordon.

They also told Chen Ming to take notes whenever he had free time.

He took a breath, then remembered something, looked around, and stood up. He saw the white-haired figure moving away in one direction.

"Wait a moment!"

Chen Ming hurriedly chased after him; he still had many questions to ask.

But first of all...

Perhaps I should ask for their contact information?

Chapter 5 Isn't Lucifer a demon?

"Wait a moment!"

She heard his voice, turned around, and watched him run towards her with her red eyes.

He stopped in front of her, slightly out of breath. Tonight, something had happened that most people might never experience in their entire lives, and he was exhausted.

She tilted her head and asked—

"What is it?"

"that……"

He was momentarily speechless. He had many questions to ask, but he didn't know whether he should ask them or which ones to ask.

He looked into her eyes, which were a clear, deep red, but after all that had happened, they seemed to have an inhuman quality to them.

She spoke first, saying—

"The deal is over."

"finished……"

He felt a slight disappointment, then a hint of resentment. His brow furrowed, and he said—

"You didn't explain it clearly at all before."

"what?"

She was a little confused. The man in front of her seemed a bit unhappy. He should have gone back for a drink after escaping death.

He smacked his lips and said—

"You only asked me how much my life was worth, but you never mentioned that it was a transaction. This is fraud."

"..."

She remained expressionless. Even if it were a scam, she only got a pie, while he on the other side escaped with his life.

Isn't it a good deal?

She frowned and said—

"Then what do you want?"

She'd already eaten the pancake, and couldn't spit it out. She was penniless and wouldn't care about a pancake if she weren't in dire straits.

He clenched his fist at his side, wondering if he should teach this guy a lesson...

He didn't notice her expression slowly turning hostile, and patted his chest, saying—

"I demand a higher price!"

"Ha, how insatiable humans are..."

"My life isn't limited to just one pie, so I'm demanding a higher price. I can't just give you one pie and call it a day; I can't take advantage of you like this... What are you doing?"

Chen Ming finished speaking with his head held high, only to see that the woman opposite him had actually punched the handrail next to her, bending it with a loud thud...

"……what?"

She had just made a threatening gesture, trying to stop him from pushing his luck, but unexpectedly, he actually wanted to take more damage on her side, not wanting her to suffer a loss.

There was an awkward moment.

"..."

Chen Ming stared at the bent metal handrail, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

That's why women are the hardest to get along with. When she interacts with other men, the worst that can happen is a fight, but they make up afterward.

Women are the most troublesome; they can bend a steel pipe with a single punch.

The big shots on the internet, who can't be generalized, at least need to be emotionally agitated or make a sliding tackle, but here they can do it so easily.

Her face flushed, and she awkwardly withdrew her hand, looking at him and saying—

"You...you're a really strange person."

Most people will take advantage of any opportunity; why would they willingly ask to pay an extra price?

He glanced at the bent handrail again and said—

"You're quite strange too."

Mysteriously, how could such a slender girl have such great strength, and how could she foresee that he would be in danger and save his life?

She shook her head and said—

"You don't need to raise the price. I wasn't dissatisfied from the beginning of the transaction, after all, the circumstances are different."

When you're down on your luck, things are definitely different from before. And from her perspective, giving someone a piece of cake or lending a helping hand isn't a difficult thing.

She continued—

"Although I say that they are not equal, there is actually nothing that is not equal, as long as both parties are willing."

"But I don't want to."

On the contrary, Chen Ming was very vocal in his opinions, even seeming somewhat agitated. She didn't know what to say; was this guy missing a screw in his head?

If you make money, just be happy about it secretly.

He said—

"I would never admit that my life is only worth a pie! I'm going to..."

"want?"

"Um...make lots and lots of cakes...that's not important, you can't just leave with this little bit of stuff."

Chen Ming felt that if he let her leave, he might never see her again, and then he wouldn't be able to turn around and thank her.

She looked into his dark eyes, and he looked back at her with unwavering determination.

It seems like they're serious.

She shook her head helplessly, then stretched out her hand and said—

"Okay, how much more do you want to give?"

"Ah...this..."

Chen Ming patted his pockets, but of course he was penniless. Everyone uses mobile payments these days; surely no one carries cash? Really?

Anyway, he didn't bring it.

He asked—

"Can I pay by mobile phone...?"

"..."

She rolled her eyes. This guy is really weird...

He was also a little embarrassed, because he couldn't even make a mobile payment, since his phone had just broken down.

He scratched his head and said—

"Um... how about you come to my house, and I'll think about it some more... ah."