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Chapter 3

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Chen Zhao looked at the metal box on the table. "Do you recognize that box?"

"What box?"

"That one."

"Which one?"

"The one on the table."

"Apart from the lamp, where's the box?" Beelzebub's dog face was completely blank.

Chen Zhao was confused. He looked at Beelzebub. "You really didn't see anything?"

"Human, there's nothing there?"

Either he or it really couldn't see anything.

Was it because of the metal box?

Chen Zhao wasn't sure. He went up to pick up the metal box.

However, to Beelzebub, Chen Zhao was just holding air.

Chen Zhao opened the metal box and realized that there was something inside.

Chen Zhao was very sure that the metal box had been empty before this.

Chen Zhao took out the bead and Beelzebub immediately screamed, "Demonic crystal!"

"What? Demonic crystal? "Chen Zhao was even more confused. Why was the demonic crystal here?

Also, what is this demonic crystal used for?

Beelzebub seemed to be very nervous about the demonic crystal.

"Give it to me!" Beelzebub suddenly pounced at Chen Zhao.

However, Chen Zhao lifted his foot and kicked Beelzebub away. This little demon was as weak as a regular Shar Pei, apart from his strange ability.

Since he was so nervous about the demonic crystal, it meant that it was something good.

Chen Zhao put the demonic crystal back into the metal box. Beelzebub immediately yelled, "Where did you hide the demonic crystal? Give it to me and I can fulfill any wish you have. "

"Ha …"

I'll be a fool if I believe you, Chen Zhao thought.

"Tell me first, what is a demonic crystal?"

"Something that can extend one's lifespan," Beelzebub said.

"Do you demons also suffer from lifespan problems?"

"Of course, other than superior demons, little demons like us are at most 200 years old."

"What happened to being a demon lord?"

"Err … I'm indeed a demon lord. I'm the demon lord of my village."

Chen Zhao was dazed, but he realized that he was so weak. How could he really summon a big demon?

"How much lifespan can this demonic crystal increase?"

"One year."

"Only one year? So little? "

"What else do you think? It's so small. It'll be good enough if it lasts for a year. Give me that demonic crystal. I'm about to die. If I don't have the demonic crystal, I might die soon."

"Tell me the truth, how old are you this year?"

"I can't remember clearly …"

"How old are you? I want you to tell me the truth," Chen Zhao said in a commanding tone.

"Let's change the topic."

"Are you going to refuse my orders?"

"Alright, I'm thirty this year."

"What? You're only thirty? "

"Is it strange?"

"According to human age, you should be considered underage right now, right?"

"We demons are different. We know a lot of things from birth, and our bodies grow faster. In a few months, we will be completely mature. I forgot to tell you, but I'm already the father of 15 children. My wife just gave birth to a litter for me."

Do you demons use nests as units when you give birth?

Knock knock knock —

"Who?" he asked.

"Police, please open the door." A woman's voice came from outside.

Chen Zhao didn't believe her easily. Before coming, his mother had told him that even if someone claimed to be a police officer, he had to see their ID first.

Chen Zhao opened the door slightly. There was still a bolt on the door. He saw a woman in plain clothes holding an ID in her hand.

"How can I help you?"

"There was a robbery downstairs. Can I ask you a few questions?"

"Robbery? You're not suspecting me, are you? "

"I'm not suspecting you. In fact, the motel owner said that it was lucky that you asked him to send food to your room. Otherwise, you might have encountered the robber."

Hearing this, Chen Zhao heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, he was new here. He didn't want to cause too much trouble.

Chen Zhao opened the door. "Do you want to come in?"

The policewoman walked in and looked around. "Is this your dog?"

Woof, woof —

"Can I bite this human?"

Beelzebub barked, but strangely, Chen Zhao heard human words.

"I picked it up. I think it's a mad dog and it's best not to get close to it. I plan to give it a few injections in the next few days and get a pet ID."

"Okay." Hearing Chen Zhao's words, the policewoman actually had a better impression of him.

After all, someone who could pick up a dog should be a caring person.

"You were in the room 20 minutes ago, right?"

"Yes."

"Did you hear anything at that time?"

"No."

"Did you see anyone suspicious?"

"Err … I was in the room."

"I mean, did you look out the window?"

"No."

"Okay. If you remember anything, you can contact the police."

"Can I have your number?" Chen Zhao asked shamelessly.

The policewoman smiled. "Of course, but I don't have much time. If you want to treat me to dinner, you better make an appointment."

The policewoman wasn't as beautiful as those in American dramas. She was also a bit big-boned, but her figure was great.

In Chen Zhao's eyes, she was at least D +.

"This is my number. I'll contact you when I'm free. Bye."

"Bye, Gerlyn."

As soon as Gerlyn left, Ethan came up.

"Chen, this is for you and your pet." Ethan took some food and drinks. There were drinks, a few hamburgers, and barbecued meat.

"Ethan, I heard. Actually, I didn't do anything."

"No. You didn't do it on purpose, but I believe that it must be God's will. Please accept a little gift from me."

"Okay, I won't be polite."

"I won't disturb you anymore. Sweet dreams."

Woof, woof —

Beelzebub barked. F * ck your God! It's clearly my work. How can it be God's fault?

You damned human fatty, hurry up and die for me!

"Does this little guy like me that much?" Hearing Beelzebub's barking, Ethan smiled.

Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. Which eye of yours thinks he likes you?

He's telling you to die …

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