Everyone wants to kill me [demon]

In the year 7390 of the demon calendar, following the battle of the gods of the six realms in the first year of the demon calendar, the gods appeared in the world, and finally the second war of the six realms of gods, immortals, demons, demons, ghosts, and humans broke out.

One year before the war, in an abandoned construction site.

"100 million, it will arrive, no problem." The hunchbacked man blinked his small triangular eyes, and carefully stuffed his mobile phone into the small black bag that slanted across. In his teens, he looked like a truck driver who had just driven for three days and three nights. He was exhausted, but there was a hint of shrewdness in his eyes. The man stretched out his hand, "I hope there will be no next cooperation."

Ancheng looked at his wrinkled but clean hand, but didn't hold it. He took out a large cloth bag from the suitcase, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and patted it into his hand: "The next message is Deposit."

"Hey hey hey! Aren't you, this one hasn't gone yet..." The man's voice was a little shrill, and he looked at An Cheng helplessly, planning to return the bag to An Cheng.

"Fifty grams of monster gold, golden mouse, don't you want it?" An Cheng raised the black peaked cap on his head, revealing his slightly curly maroon bangs, which slightly neutralized the overly weird appearance.

The slightly pointed chin is particularly white under the sunlight, the bridge of the nose is not too high, hidden in the shadow of the brim of the hat, the soft chestnut curly hair hangs on the forehead and shakes slightly with the wind, weakening the straight eyebrows and the raised Danfeng eyes His aggressive, thin pink lips and clean-shaven beard are incompatible with the ruins around him.

"Demon gold?!" The golden mouse withdrew its hand, opened the cloth bag and took a look, its tiny triangular eyes lit up, "It's really demon gold!"

Demon gold is just gold that has been nourished by the energy core in the corpse of the demon race for thousands of years. It contains demon power and has its own light. It is actually useless, but for the golden rat who loves to collect all kinds of precious metals. It is said that it is no different from a precious collection.

The Golden Mouse sighed: "Since you have found such rare gold for me, brother, I will definitely use the strength of the whole family to help you, but let's be honest, you have been looking for An Heng for... ten years, ten years. It's been a year. I've been looking for him ever since I found out that he was robbed by the Condemnation Hall. Let alone how much you paid for the news. Where is the Condemnation Hall? An organization that specializes in hunting half-demons, An Heng went to a half-demon That's okay... It's not that I don't speak well, you should give up too!"

Give up, that little guy who was once held in his arms, raised by himself, would laugh out two dimples under the big tree in the orphanage, and call his brother loudly?Thinking of the way the little guy ran towards him too quickly and fell into the mud, the corners of An Cheng's mouth curled up.

An Cheng's right hand unconsciously rubbed against the jade bracelet on his left wrist. The emerald green bracelet was not too thick, and it shone brightly under the sunlight. The cool and slippery touch brought An Cheng back from his memory to reality.

An Cheng raised his head: "He's still alive, he has bloodline induction." Immediate family members in the monster clan often have bloodline induction, and some monster clans who are better than this can also communicate with each other through bloodline induction.

"Didn't you say that the induction is already very weak?" Golden Mouse frowned suspiciously.

"Well, I can only be sure that he is still alive."

The Golden Mouse nodded helplessly: "Okay, as long as you are alive, you can count on your head, or else you will be unhappy and commit suicide... Bah, bah, don't listen to me, you have to live well. I see that the space has been very stable recently. , don’t be like your previous life, wipe your own neck, and almost collapsed the entire space of the Six Realms.”

After the Battle of the Gods, the six main gods fell, and the God Realm had no master, and it closed on its own. Without the support of divine power, the space of the God Realm began to slowly collapse, and even the space of the other five realms became unstable. , Ancheng's previous life appeared, who could enter and leave the God Realm and use demon power to maintain the space, so he did not embark on the road of extinction.

Ancheng waved his hand: "I don't have the care to wipe my neck like him." He raised his left hand, only to find that the place where he usually wears a watch has been replaced by a jade bracelet. Ancheng took out a "block" blue screen Nokia, opened it and looked, "Let's go , it will be almost night when we rush over, Liuyuanfang, West City, right?"

The Golden Mouse nodded: "That's right, this time it's the news from inside the Condemnation Hall. A half-demon activity is found nearby, and there will be a squad of A-words going to hunt and kill them. Be careful, although they won't kill you, but now the government of the demon world The higher-ups are dissatisfied with you a lot."

The A-word team is the grade division of the Condemnation Hall. There are four types of teams in SABC. There is only one S team and one S-level monster. In addition, the A-word team can be regarded as the top of the power pyramid. The demon should be quite tricky.

"Heh," An Cheng sneered, "Take An Heng away in the name of protection, and lose him again. I'm also very dissatisfied with the higher-ups of the demon world."

Jin Shu shook his head: "Don't confront them head-on, otherwise it may be even more difficult to find An Heng." This is the only reason that can stop An Cheng, Jin Shu sighed.

It's rare for Ancheng to take a taxi. From the east of the city to the west of the city, it was still stuck in traffic for several hours.

It was already dark, Ancheng looked around while walking through the criss-crossing alleyways.

Liuyuanfang is more like an undeveloped urban village. The tallest building is only four floors. The so-called streets are just sheds built outside the walls. Because the aisles are squeezed, the whole space looks narrower. Most of them are sold It's snacks. The damaged ground is muddy, mixed with household garbage, and emits a faint strange smell. The business is not very good.

The range given by the golden mouse is too large, and since he is not good at distinguishing evil spirits, Ancheng can only rely on observation.According to the information given by the golden mouse, half-demon spirits have appeared here many times. Ancheng speculates that the possibility of the half-demon living here is relatively high, so even the crowd Ancheng observes it in great detail.

Concentrating on feeling the aura of the selected target, it is a pity that although there are monster clans, there are no half-monsters.

It was late at night, and the vendors on the street closed their stalls. Except for the garbage floating in the wind, the street seemed to be silent for a moment.

Ancheng continued to walk deep.

"Crack-knock-"

In the dark and narrow alley, the sound of grinding teeth could be heard intermittently, occasionally mixed with a low growl.

Ancheng's footsteps moved slightly, turning to the direction of the sound.

"Squeaky-"

An Cheng's footsteps stopped, and several mice flew past him.

Prickling—a noise from a poorly connected street lamp, the yellow lights flickering on and off.

Rat demon?Ancheng frowned, where there are rotting rat monsters, there are monster clan corpses.

"Crack-knock-"

As the Rat Demon moved forward, the sound of friction became clearer. Passing through the long and narrow alley, there was a triangular area in front of it due to the uneven planning of the building.

Under the illumination of the street lamps, Ancheng stood at the edge of the alley, and the scene of the triangle area was clearly visible.

The three men turned their backs to Ancheng, and the word "Broken A7" next to the collar of the green jacket well showed their identities - the A-word 7 team of the Condemnation Hall.

The rotting rat demons paused halfway, hesitating due to the powerful monster power of the three, and finally attracted by the smell of food, they bypassed the three and rushed to the opposite lane.

"Crack-knock-"

Ancheng touched the jade bracelet on his wrist, and the sound of chewing on the opposite side allowed Ancheng to judge that it was a "demon-eating half-demon" inside, while An Heng was just an ordinary half-demon, but Ancheng didn't dare to see it with his own eyes. Very sure.

Half-demons were once discriminated against because of their impure bloodlines, and were once envied by demons because of their mutated talents, but what really pushed them to death was the alien among the half-demons—"demon-eaters and half-demons".

Such half-demons have powerful demon power without exception, but even if they just want to maintain the demon power of ordinary life, they still need to eat the demon core of the demon clan. banners, such as Convict Hall.

The Condemnation Hall was just a small non-governmental organization of the demon clan at the beginning. Since the news that the half-demons can eat the energy cores of immortals, demons, demons, humans, and even the descendants of the god race left behind, the Condemnation Hall has grown rapidly, and the survival of the half-demons has also become a reality. Get tough.

Today's Condemnation Hall has become a semi-government organization and has a considerable say in the Six Realms.

"Director An, is the night view here pretty good?" The red-haired man in the middle turned to face An Cheng, with a sneer on his lips.

Because of the management of the Six Realms Space, Ancheng also has the title of director of the Six Realms Space-Time Management Office, which is considered an identity.

An Cheng let go of the fingers rubbing the green bracelet, sighed and walked outside.

He's not good at fighting, but it seems inevitable.

"You guys are still working so late, thank you for your hard work." The moment the light came on, An Cheng smiled gently.

"Heh, isn't Director An also working here?" The red-haired man sneered, his chin lifted slightly, and the micro-expression on his face showed his disdain bluntly, "Or, Director An forgot the rules of the demon world, Looking for that mongrel mouse in your house all over the street?"

The scarlet letter of the demon world stipulates: It is strictly forbidden to raise half-demons privately.

"Heh," An Cheng's smile turned cold, "It's really unimaginable that in this era, there are still people who continue the ancient racial discrimination."

"Hey," the red-haired man sneered, and raised the big knife in his hand to his shoulder. "A mouse is a mouse, and it won't change after 1 years." To the feet, "Half-demon, is the dirtiest mouse!"

Pfft—the carrion rat was crushed by the man's foot, and bright red blood spurted all over the ground.

The man pointed and said: "Look, the one inside has eaten the core and is now unconscious and going crazy. It's trying to grab food from these mice. Could it be your mouse? You, a brother... ...not together?"

An Cheng clenched his fist, and suddenly stretched out his hand to swipe. Not far away, a gap in space appeared in the sky above the triangle. The huge pressure difference caused the gust of wind to blow into the gap. The three members of the A7 team hurriedly inserted their weapons into the ground to prevent being sucked in.

But Ancheng knew that the gap in his own space could not absorb living things.

Seeing that the three of them were fooled and had no time to be distracted, An Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, squinted his eyes to find the right moment, and ran towards the aisle. As long as he entered, he could teleport away with the half-demon inside—if it was An Heng.

The entrance to the dark corridor zoomed in before An Cheng's eyes, and there were still three steps, two steps, one step...

Bass - a big knife nearly a person's height went straight / in front of him.

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Ah, the freshly baked edition...