I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

"My soul is being tortured in hell..."

"It was bound to happen sooner or later. Do you want to regret it for the rest of your life and then go to hell, or do you want to enjoy everything you can before you go to hell?" Luo Feng smiled and said, "It's up to you. My time is limited, and I don't have time to wait for you forever."

"You know, making so many changes is no small project; it's a losing proposition for me."

Luo Feng revealed the contract.

"I'll count to zero. If you don't sign, don't even think about turning things around. You'll just drift through life like this. Journalism will be a thing of the past for you, money, fans, and beautiful women will all leave you, and you'll be relegated to some really awful agency..."

Sagara Yasuo was scared; he didn't want to live like that for the rest of his life!

Hope, this is my own hope!

His only hope of turning things around was this contract!

"Ten, six, two..."

"and many more……"

"zero."

pat!

He quickly pressed his fingerprint on the contract, afraid that it would fall through.

“Good, a very wise choice.” Luo Feng lowered his hat brim and disappeared.

"Tomorrow, everything will be back tomorrow." Sagara Yasuo smiled.

What happens after death, we'll talk about that after death!

At least while I was alive, I was someone admired by countless people.

The person who harmed me, I'll make you taste what it's like to be tricked!

He strode toward his home, completely unaware that in a small alley behind him, a young girl wearing a transparent raincoat was standing.

Chapter 514 Unleashed

Sagara Yasuo was completely immersed in that beautiful dream. Although the devils in the story were all treacherous, weren't they also very trustworthy?

Because it's a small city with a small population, he didn't feel that it was particularly lively as he walked down the street.

He lives quite far away, and this is in preparation for him to buy a nice car in the future, since ordinary means of transportation are not suitable for his status.

Today, he unusually took a taxi and drove towards his home.

After getting off the car, he walked towards the luxurious residential area, which was why he lived so far away.

Houses in the city center are expensive and not very good, while houses in more remote areas are better and not expensive.

Tomorrow, tsk tsk, what interesting things will happen tomorrow?

Just then, a girl wearing a transparent raincoat walked towards him.

Both set off at roughly the same time, but the girl's physical abilities were far superior to Sagara Yasuo's. After getting off the train, she easily walked around to the front of him and met Sagara Yasuo head-on.

pat!

A bubble blown from bubble gum got stuck on the girl's lips.

Sagara Yasuo instinctively glanced at the girl and suddenly felt that she looked somewhat familiar.

Hmm, we're from the same neighborhood, right?

Of all the people in the neighborhood, there are very few he should get to know.

This person is really strange; why is he wearing a raincoat on such a sunny day?

Tick, tick.

Just then, raindrops began to fall from the sky.

Sagara Yasuo slapped his forehead, realizing he'd forgotten to check the weather forecast.

Soon, the girl walked up to him without stopping, and casually pulled a utility knife from her clothes.

Snap, snap, the blade is drawn.

With a casual flick of her wrist, the blade sliced ​​across Sagara Yasuo's neck. At this moment, both of them were moving forward, demonstrating that the girl had mastered the distance of her sword strike, the speed of their movement, and the momentum of their momentum to the extreme.

She continued walking forward as if she hadn't done anything, completely ignoring the blood spurting from the other person's artery staining her bubble gum. She casually ate the bubble gum back and blew bubbles again.

Sagara Yasuo clutched his neck in disbelief, his vision blurring as he experienced this indescribable pain for the first time.

From hope to despair, from despair to hope, from hope to death.

He knelt on the ground, his large hand weakly outstretched forward.

He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't.

My reputation will turn around tomorrow, I'll receive an invitation from the best TV station tomorrow, I'll receive an invitation from tomorrow...

why?

Even if I die, my reputation, my reputation...

and many more!

I'll open my eyes tomorrow morning!

Will I be able to open my eyes tomorrow morning?

He suddenly remembered who the woman he had just met was—the woman who had been sexually assaulted in the video.

He fell to the ground unwillingly, dying with his eyes wide open.

Just then, a figure in a black coat appeared in front of him. He was holding a huge black umbrella and slowly squatted down.

Tsk, it's not good to keep your eyes open.

Luo Feng's large hand brushed across his eyelids.

In this way, you will never wake up again, and no miracle will happen, because everything depends on you opening your eyes!

He didn't design this, nor did he ask Rio Miyaichi to do it, but he knew Rio Miyaichi.

Looking at the terrified soul before him, Luo Feng smiled with pleasure and dialed a phone number.

"Hello, I want to report a murder. There has been a murder in the XXX neighborhood of Makurazaka City."

"Who am I? Just a kind-hearted citizen. Just call me Mr. Jin."

…………

The next day, early in the morning.

Luo Feng visited Shiyuan Temple Yuko's house again, and watched the news while holding the big doll.

"A murder occurred in Makurazaka City last night, but the killer has not been found due to a malfunction in the surveillance cameras."

"The victim was well-known journalist Yasuo Sagara. Because Sagara often published some abnormal and sensational news, and also exposed some criminals with really serious crimes, the police initially defined it as murder."

"My mind is clear." Shionji Yuuko stretched and leaned back, resting against Luo Feng's chest. "This feels so good!"

She was the one who took care of the surveillance. Although Miyaichi Rio avoided some blind spots and the surveillance never captured her face, Shionji Yuko didn't want to cause her too much trouble, so she took care of it for her.

"Yes, if there were fewer people like that, the world would indeed be a better place." Luo Feng patted Shionji Yuko's head with his large hand.

So cute! It's definitely a blessing to have such an adorable creature as a pet.

"By the way, is this matter over?" Shionji Yuko looked up at Luo Feng.

"The end? No, no, no, this is just the beginning." Luo Feng shook his head, a pleased smile appearing on his lips: "Keyboard warriors are a social problem, and many of them have already begun to show antisocial tendencies."

Altair and Rio Miyaichi appeared on the screen.

In the temporary residence of the author of "Night Window Ghost Record", Tsukijoin Makan was browsing the forum naked, seemingly having discovered something interesting, and was chuckling to himself.

Behind her was the author's hanged body.

Even without power, she is still Chikujoin Shinkan, an extremely capable person.

“Without her power, what kind of trouble can Altair cause?” Shionji Yuko asked doubtfully.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire."

Luo Feng shook his head: "How many people do you think have been persecuted by keyboard warriors? When this force unites, the whole society will be in chaos for a while."

"Don't underestimate the authorities. If they want to control things, it won't work unless you intervene forcefully."

"Whatever, I just enjoy watching the excitement." Luo Feng yawned.

'That reporter is dead? Good riddance!'

They report fake news all day long.

'He died after being officially confirmed to be dead? Was this retaliation for losing his protector?'

'Evil will be punished!'

'Damn it, where are his family members? Come out and see your master off!'

'Heh, those dogs probably ran away a long time ago.'

"Many of these commenters were accomplices when he persecuted others," Luo Feng said calmly. "Now that he's in trouble, they all act as if it's none of their business, as if what they casually posted back then didn't cause any harm to anyone."

"No snowflake is innocent in an avalanche, and no snowflake thinks it's wrong." Shionji Yuko raised the corners of her mouth: "That's the netizens of today."

“Even the most rational person can be swayed by the crowd, because humans are inherently creatures prone to blind obedience.” Luo Feng lay on the bed and smiled, “Rio Miyaichi has been released. Altair needs some more stimulation. Let’s take it slow.”

Chapter 515 Descending to the Mortal Realm

When Gael descended to Earth, she felt that nothing was different in the human world.

Didn't our ancestors say that a great calamity was about to befall humanity? This shouldn't be happening.

Or is this catastrophe too small, without any warning signs?

It doesn't matter, as long as I can confront Luo Feng, anything is fine.

She decisively headed in the direction of Luo Feng and found him at the home of Yuko in Shionji Temple.

"Don't you know how to knock? That's so rude." Luo Feng is so hypocritical; he doesn't knock himself, but he expects Ailu to knock.