In the monitoring room, everyone watched helplessly as the target walked straight to the door of a building in Pan Garden.
Then, he stretched out his hand and grabbed something.
People only saw that the old tube-shaped building was trembling.
In the end, it was a drone hovering at the back of the tube-shaped building that captured what was happening at this moment?
Something, something that was embedded with the building.
It could be a monster, or it could be a magic circle in the Land of Qin.
In short, it was caught.
At this moment, a camera hidden in a corner of the tube-shaped building woke up and entered into working mode.
Thus, the whole picture was captured.
The target\'s hand was pulling the phantom of a spider-like monster.
With just a casual tug, the spider-like monster was shattered.
It was completely torn apart by his hand.
He clapped his hands, as if a normal person had found a spider web and casually patted it away.
Under the high-definition camera, the huge spider-like monster shattered bit by bit and turned into powder-like things.
Situ He swallowed his saliva.
"That\'s at least a major-general level hell monster..." he said.
"Yes..." the Commander in Chief nodded. "The son of Alcmene!"
"One of the most powerful monsters in the Ninth Floor of Hell!"
"A monster that can be compared to the Infernal Dragon!"
"It\'s also the strongest monster under the Duke of Hell, Ivy!"
Situ He sucked in a breath of cold air!
Alcmene was a god-level monster in the myths and legends of the Land of Qin. He was a demon god that could challenge Athena.
His son must be a demigod!
"If it\'s Alcmene..." Situ He said, "Then it makes sense!"
"In the myths of the Land of Qin, Alcmene challenged Athena. After being defeated by Athena, he turned into a spider and spent his entire life weaving in a spider web. Legend has it that he can tamper with other people\'s thoughts and even live in the human brain..."
The Commander in Chief said, "That\'s true! When I was young, I once encountered a son of Alcmene in the Land of Qin. At that time, it was trying to live in the brain of the members of our diplomatic mission and steal secrets. I killed it! "
At this point, the Commander in Chief took a deep look at the big screen in front of him. "It seems that a great figure has awakened in our territory!"
The son of Alcmene was the most proficient in concealing his presence and presence.
He was also a master of disguise. Even he found it difficult to discover the tracks and smell of these things.
However, the target on the screen had caught the monster with just a casual grab.
Then, with a light tug, it would be doomed eternally!
It was almost as easy as Buddha suppressing Sun Wukong in Journey to the West.
No matter how powerful he was, he could only move between the five fingers.
… …
Ling Ping'an patted the dust off his hands and walked into the building that had been abandoned for many years.
Above their heads, dust fell down.
He quickly patted his body to get rid of the dust that had fallen.
Then, with a flashlight, he went up the stairs.
The stairs of this kind of old-fashioned tube-shaped apartment were almost the same.
This was also a very popular practice in the Federal Empire back then. At that time, it was a period of great industrial development in the Empire. People worshiped and believed in the power of industry.
Especially in state-owned units and enterprises, almost all facilities liked to be streamlined and modular.
Therefore, the stairs that appeared in front of him were basically carved from the same mold.
Size, height, width, and color.
"Hmm?" Ling Ping'an suddenly remembered, "Why isn't there much dust on these stairs?!"
"Didn't we agree that this place has been abandoned for seven or eight years?!"
Coincidentally, at this moment, he heard a strange sound.
There seemed to be footsteps upstairs.
"Pretending to be mysterious!" Ling Ping'an laughed, "I want to see who it is!"
He held a flashlight and walked straight up the stairs.
Soon, he reached the second floor. The flashlight shone in front of him. It was a corridor with a cement fence on the edge of the corridor.
However, because of years of disrepair, cracks and gaps had already appeared on these guardrails.
He shone the flashlight on both sides. On both sides of the corridor, tattered windowsills appeared. He raised his head and looked at the top of the corridor. There were many gaps on the exposed steel bars of the cement slab.
Meow!
The kitten Bastet suddenly jumped from his hand to the windowsill beside him.
The amber cat eyes stared straight into the windowsill.
Ling Ping'an shone the flashlight into the windowsill.
Inside was a room filled with all kinds of junk.
Because the window had long been rotten, the door was also broken.
Therefore, the things inside all had a moldy and rotten smell.
Ling Ping'an kicked open the door and walked in with the flashlight.
Meow!
The kitten Bastet jumped onto his shoulder from outside the windowsill. Its small body let out a low growl. Obviously, it had discovered something.
"Stop hiding!" Ling Ping'an held the flashlight in his right hand and put his left hand on his waist, "Come out! I know you're here. You can't run away! "
He was bluffing.
But he was right.
A sneaky figure crawled up from a pile of junk on the ground in front of him.
"Can you let me go?" He seemed to be a little afraid as he looked at Ling Ping'an. His body was trembling.
Ling Ping'an held the flashlight and shone it at the figure.
The other party immediately covered his face, as if he was not used to the strong light.
But it also allowed Ling Ping'an to see him clearly.
A person from the Land of Qin.
He couldn't see his appearance and age clearly, but he should be a man. He was wearing tattered clothes, his entire body was dirty, and his hair was messy.
Ling Ping'an held the flashlight and shone it directly at his face. At the same time, he gave a stern warning, "Put down your hand and let me see your face!"
The other party hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he did as he was told.
He slowly lowered his hand that was blocking his face. Fear and fear appeared on his face.
Ling Ping'an also saw him clearly. He was a person from the Land of Qin with pockmarks all over his face.
"Illegal immigrant!" This term flashed through Ling Ping'an's mind.
Everything had been explained.
What haunting, what evil, it was probably all caused by this person, right?
It wasn't strange for an illegal immigrant to do these things in order to stay in Jiangcheng City!
"Are you the one who caused everything here?" Ling Ping'an's flashlight shone on him, not leaving his eyes for a moment.
"Yes!" The other party nodded and then shook his head. He looked very afraid and said, "And my father and my brother..."
Ling Ping'an listened and nodded. That was right.
What happened in Pan Garden was definitely a gang crime.
One person couldn't do so many things.
Therefore, he held the flashlight and shone it on the other party's face. Then, he ordered in a very stern tone, "I order you now to squat down and put your hands on your head. Don't move and wait for orders!"
The latter hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he followed Ling Ping'an's request and squatted down. He put his hands on his head and didn't dare to move.
Ling Ping'an then asked, "Where are your father and brother?"
The other party replied, "They're not here..."
"Oh..." Ling Ping'an nodded. He could imagine that the two illegal immigrants were definitely looking for food outside.
It was nothing more than going through the trash can or stealing.
To be honest, Ling Ping'an had sympathy for such a poor person.
But his education told him that he couldn't have sympathy for any illegal criminal activities.
Could a poor person be forgiven for committing a crime?
Then wouldn't the world be in chaos?!
Moreover...
Although the Federal Empire was very strict with permanent rights and citizenship cards.
But it was relatively lenient with work visas and refugee visas.
Usually, as long as they passed the interview at the immigration office, they would be able to obtain a temporary visa.
If they were displaced because of war, famine, or other humanitarian disasters, foreign people who faced the threat of starvation and death could often be settled by the Federal Empire.
The mainland, the Western Song Dynasty, the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the Southern Zhou Dynasty had to settle millions of refugees every year.
The Federal Refugee Agency would give the refugees basic living necessities, then teach them some basic livelihood skills, undergo a certain amount of training, and then arrange for them to work.
Generally, refugee status was valid for five years. After five years, if peace was restored in the country of origin, they would naturally be repatriated. After all, as the saying goes, the fox dies on the hill, replacing Ma Yifeng.
Moreover, these refugees had been in the Federal Empire for five years. They should have learned how to make a living and saved up a sum of money.
He also had the ability to go back and rebuild his home.
This was also the Federal Empire's refugee policy: Help the needy but not the poor, and help the needy but not the lazy.
Therefore …
Ling Ping'an looked at the illegal immigrant in front of him.
He knew that this person was either suffering from some infectious disease that was not suitable for living in the Federal Empire.
Either that or he was a criminal with a criminal record!
Obviously, the probability of the latter was very high.
Therefore, he remembered his duty as a citizen. As he shone the flashlight on the man, he picked up the phone and called the police.
"Hey! Is this a demon spirit? "
"Hurry up and send someone over. I found an illegal immigrant here!"
"Where am I?"
"I'm on the second floor of Panjiayuan Building A!"
"Okay!"
…..
Situ He felt that his worldview was about to be overturned by everything in front of him.
This was because the image on the screen clearly showed a monster with pale skin, a face filled with densely packed eyeballs, and surging demonic flames that soared into the sky.
"The Prince of Hell!" He swallowed his saliva and revealed the identity of this monster.
This was a genuine Quasi God-tier monster.
Perhaps even many newly awakened gods were no match for it!
But now, this terrifying monster was trembling in front of the owner of the bookstore, like a lamb that had met its natural enemy.
What kind of terrifying thing had it encountered?
Situ He didn't know.
Because this was just captured by the drone.
Before this, after the target entered the building, the drone had already lost him.
When he found him again, he saw this scene.
A Prince of Hell, the Prince of Hell hiding in Jiangcheng City.
He held his head with both hands and squatted in a dilapidated storeroom.
The flashlight in the target\'s hand shone on his body.
The strong light shone on the monster\'s skin, causing it to sizzle and smoke, causing its body to twist and dissipate in pain.
However, even so, even though he had suffered such torture.
This Prince of Hell didn\'t even dare to move, nor did he dare to howl!
Situ He could imagine that this Prince of Hell must have experienced an incomparably terrifying and unimaginable blow!
At this moment, the phone in front of Situ He rang. He picked it up with a puzzled look on his face.
"What\'s wrong?" The light shadow of the commander-in-chief asked.
"Just now, the Jiangcheng City police station called and said that the target called the police. He claimed to have found an illegal immigrant and asked the police station to send someone!"
The light shadow of the commander-in-chief frowned.
"Is it a warning?" He asked, "Or is it a test?"
After all, through the drone, they could all know that this was a monster, a demon from hell.
How could the target not know?
So …
This could only be understood as a warning or a test.
The warning was easy to understand.
Show strength, show strength.
But the problem was …
Did he need it?
He had already shown his greatness and status a long time ago!
So …
Was it a test?
The light shadow of the commander-in-chief did not know, but he had to guess.
Just like in the eras of Taizu, Taizong, and Gaozong, the ministers who served these three emperors, they had to guess the intentions of the emperors and grasp the meaning of every word the emperors said.
It was like guessing riddles. If they guessed correctly, there would be a prize. If they guessed wrongly... If they were not careful, they would have to go to Beihai to plant corn!
This was also the game that the high and mighty people who controlled everything liked to play.
They would not directly state their purpose and requirements.
That would be too embarrassing and ungracious.
For example, Gaozong liked to eat Yangzhou\'s crab meat soup dumplings, but he would directly say to the people from Yangzhou, "I like the soup dumplings from your side? Help me find a few famous chefs! " Really?
No way!
Gaozong would not even let people know that he actually liked to eat crab meat soup dumplings.
He would let the people around him guess.
For example, he would intentionally or unintentionally start to care about the customs of Yangzhou.
Like a child, he would suddenly ask the people around him, "How is the harvest of Yangzhou\'s crabs this year? How is the supply? How is the market? How is the employment rate of the people? "
If the people around him could not guess his true intentions and repeatedly answered wrongly.
Then, he would immediately let people know what it meant by the wrath of the Emperor, blood would flow like a river!
Now..
The light shadow commander-in-chief felt that he seemed to be a minister who served the king during the period of Gaozong.
He had to bother to guess the happiness and anger of this high and mighty figure.
Moreover, if he guessed wrongly this time, the punishment would not be as simple as planting corn.
After thinking for a long time, he instructed, "Chief Xia, bring some people over first and bring the Prince of Hell back!"
"As for other things..." he said, "Wait for me to return to the mainland..."
That was all he could do.
He would first accept his good intentions, and then guess his intentions.
… …
The Prince of Hell, Saharto, felt that he was really in hell now.
Every inch of his skin was wailing in pain.
The light of the flashlight in the monster\'s hand shone on his body, making him look like a suckling pig soaked in a pool of sulfuric acid.
His soul wailed in pain, and his skin twitched in pain.
Every second was as if he was being tortured by all the terrible tortures in the world.
But he didn\'t even dare to howl.
Because..
He knew very well that as long as he dared to scream, he would definitely die!
That was intuition!
The intuition of a Prince of Hell!
And he also knew that he was facing a real monster!
As the Prince of Hell, Saharto\'s psionic sense was very powerful.
Therefore, he could clearly sense the figure holding the flashlight and looking at him.
That was a real monster!
Truly terrifying!
Truly terrifying!
Needless to say, just feeling his aura, Saharto was about to suffocate.
What a terrifying and great aura that was!
Just feeling it a little was like facing the truth of the world.
A terrifying, terrifying, and crazy truth!
Saharto had no doubt that if he felt it a little more, he would immediately be torn apart by this crazy and terrifying truth.
Therefore, he already knew that standing in front of him was a great and terrifying existence that had already existed before the birth of the world and at the beginning of all things.
His father, Duke Ivy of Hell, compared to him.
Just like fireflies to stars.
Small and sad, fragile and ridiculous.
Meow!
A cat\'s meow brought Saharto back to his senses. He stared blankly at the kitten lying on the shoulder of the figure.
The shadow of the pyramid was reflected.
"Cat Goddess Bastet!" Saharto swallowed his saliva.
As the Prince of Hell, he more or less knew the origin of this ancient Egyptian cat goddess.
He was the only god among the ancient Egyptian gods who was not an Egyptian god system.
He was an outsider.
Therefore, he did not serve the main god of the Egyptians.
So..
This..
Was this the ancient existence that he truly served?
Saharto hugged his head and guessed while enduring the most painful torture punishment in the world.
Finally..
Diwu... Diwu... Diwu..
The sound of a police siren came from afar.
Saharto shed tears of happiness.
To him, the siren was comparable to the devil\'s music in hell. It was the sound of Lucifer that saved him.
Ling Ping\ 'an also revealed a gratified smile. "The efficiency of the federal police is really fast!"
He continued to shine the flashlight on the illegal immigrants in front of him.
As a law-abiding citizen, he was now proud and satisfied.
"I\'m not a salted fish either!" He said, "I can also contribute to the country!"
… …
Tap, tap, tap!
A series of hurried footsteps came from downstairs.
Then, a few police officers quickly walked up.
When Ling Ping\ 'an saw them, he revealed a happy smile. He pointed at the man from the Land of Qin who was squatting on the ground in front of him. "Mr. Police Officer, this is the illegal immigrant I found!"
"He said it himself just now. Everything that happened in Pan Garden was caused by him, his brother, and his father!"
Xia Ping, who was wearing a police uniform, walked up and looked at the Prince of Hell who was squatting on the ground with his hands over his head.
At this moment, in his eyes, the entire skin of the Prince of Hell seemed to have been torn open by some terrifying energy.
The dark green demon blood flowed out in large drops.
This powerful Prince of Hell was already on the verge of death.
Xia Ping even suspected that if he had come a few minutes later, he would have had to collect his corpse.
He looked at the person in front of him again.
This seemingly ordinary and ordinary bookstore owner.
Xia Ping saw a humble smile on his face, as if he was saying, "I just did a little insignificant work..."
Xia Ping swallowed his saliva. Thousands of words were at the tip of his tongue, but only the simplest sentence was left, "Thank you for your hard work, sir!"
What else could he say?
Could he say, "Sir, you\'re really amazing?"
Or he could ask, "Sir, how did you do it?"
What if the other party was unhappy and slapped him to death?
"It\'s not hard at all!" The bookstore owner laughed honestly. His laughter made Xia Ping\'s scalp tingle, and it also made the Prince of Hell\'s entire body tremble.
"I\'ll leave that person to you!" The bookstore owner picked up his pet, the cat goddess, and prepared to walk out of the room with a flashlight.
Xia Ping heaved a sigh of relief.
The Prince of Hell, Saharto, was so excited that he thought that he had received the blessing of their race\'s mortal enemy.
In the end, the other party walked to the door and seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly turned around and said to Saharto, who had just heaved a sigh of relief, "Sir, you have to obey the police officer!"
"It\'ll be good for you!"
Ling Ping\ 'an said seriously, "It\'ll also be good for your father and brother!"
He was being kind.
That was because, in the Federal Empire, if illegal immigrants cooperated with the law enforcement department, they might even be allowed to stay in the Federal Empire after the punishment was completed.
At least, the punishment would not be increased!
But if they resisted law enforcement...
They would usually be severely punished, and they might even be sentenced!
Therefore, Ling Ping\ 'an was reminding him out of good intentions, and also for the other party\'s sake.
After all, he was just an illegal immigrant. At most, he was an illegal immigrant who had done some mischief.
Ling Ping\ 'an reported him to the police because he was a federal citizen. This was his duty.
However, as the saying went, the law was nothing more than human feelings.
As an honorable federal citizen, even in the face of illegal immigrants, Ling Ping\ 'an felt that he had to show his qualities.
After all, the Federal Empire was a country of etiquette and benevolence.
Therefore, he made some kind reminders so that this foreigner would not suffer because he was not familiar with the federal system and laws.
But he did not see that when he said these words, the police officers and the illegal immigrant were all trembling with fear.
That was because, in their eyes.
When Ling Ping\ 'an said these words, a blazing fire appeared in his eyes.
This fire swept up all the aura of hell in the entire building.
Then, with a gulp, he started to slurp it all up and ate it clean.
Everyone swallowed their saliva.
Saharto was so scared that he peed his pants!
This Prince of Hell was so scared that he peed his pants!
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