The poor rich and poor were fed by the beasts

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The hot air burst through the air holes of the hot water kettle, making a rapid sound, and the hot air rose into the air.

A lean and slender hand put a little force on the upper handle, the blue veins bulged for a moment, the kettle tilted, and the water poured into the paper cup.

Dong Yan supported the table and sat down, rubbed his eyes instinctively, blinked away the red tears and fatigue at the end of his eyes, and flattened the paper cover with his hands on the album mat.The instant smell of the noodles being soaked in hot water filled the room. He carefully looked at the seasoning packets and opened them one by one according to the instructions.

The mobile phone placed aside rang, and he reached out and took a look at who it was and frowned instinctively. After connecting it, he held it between his shoulders and poured the seasoning packet into a paper cup with difficulty, while whispering: "Brother..."

"Hello, Yin Yin." Ao Xi said slowly in a gentle voice from the other end of the phone: "The Demon Management Bureau has already accepted the handling of the follow-up to the birth of the ghost car. The nearby residents have arranged for people to erase their memories. There will be a follow-up team It has become a guide to public opinion, and the necessary confidentiality agreement and compensation have been followed up."

"This is good……"

"But!" Ao Xi's tone changed, and then she became strict: "You shouldn't put yourself in danger by suddenly changing your body on the street to expose your inhuman identity rashly, and it doesn't conform to the regulations formulated by the Demon Control Bureau. Fortunately, the Demon Management Bureau did not continue to pursue it, if it continues to pursue you..."

"Brother!" Ao Xi said so, and Dong Yan's attitude also became cold. He lowered his eyebrows and mixed the noodles with one hand while whispering: "Isn't this not being pursued?"

"That's because according to the regulations, at a critical moment that threatens social stability, the monster races involved in maintaining public order enjoy certain immunity from responsibility."

Ao Xi was almost heartbroken, and he couldn't help muttering in a hurry: "What if there is no such rule? Yin Yin, you are still in your infancy and cannot control your own form. If one day you walk on the road and suddenly become If you lose the dragon shape, it's a big problem for anyone."

"And you rejected the invitation from the Demon Management Bureau." Ao Xi pointed out the important point.

Dong Yan rejected the invitation from the Demon Management Bureau, because he didn't have the convenience of being a public official, and he lived alone. If something happened, even if the Dragon Clan had the heart, he would be too far away.

Dong Yan didn't speak for a while, he stared at the cup noodle bucket under his hand, the hot air from above seemed to spread into his eyes, and it was full of mist.

He twisted his fork around the noodles, using the sound of eating to obscure his sadness.

Ao Xi was silent for a long time, and waited for a long time for his response before slowly opening her mouth: "Come and live with me, Yin Yin."

"You are still a dragon cub. It is the responsibility of all members of the Dragon Clan to protect you. Come back to the Dragon Clan's family. You are not safe outside. At home, live in the Dragon Palace on the bottom of the sea, don't want to come to me, East Sea, West Sea... ...We will all protect you."

"It's not your responsibility to protect me." Dong Yan said coldly.

"It's not Mr. Gengchen's fault that the Demon Prison was destroyed, let alone your responsibility!" Ao Xi said sharply, his tone was rapid, and he seemed to be panting, and the sigh came from the receiver all the way to Dong Yan's ear: "Don't In this way, Yin Yin, no one will be responsible for this matter."

"Then why, everyone is talking about him!" Dong Yan was also a little excited when he heard this sentence. He felt excited after he finished speaking, but his eyes were already full of broken water.

"What uncle didn't finish, I will finish."

Underneath the calm and composed words, there were several trembling sobbing sounds.

"But you're still young!" Ao Xi was also in a hurry, because she was afraid that no one would look at him for an impulse, and wished she could jump over from the phone by herself!

Dong Yan didn't want to quarrel with Ao Xie, she just said: "The Bureau of Demon Control told me to go get my uncle's belongings, so I hang up first."

Ao Xi wanted to persuade her again, but Dong Yan had already hung up the phone. He had heard these remarks countless times since his uncle passed away.

It's nothing more than that he has no ability to protect himself, or he can't take care of himself well, and there are many monsters who want to eat dragons around him.

But Dong Yan walked into the master bedroom with a bowl, and his uncle, aunt Xian, and his group photo were placed on the table. They did so many things for the two races, and they all died because of the big demon in the demon prison. Suffer unfair suspicion and abuse.

he must...

Dong Yan rubbed his eyes, the water glistened on the back of his hand, his blue eyes drooped slightly, and he vacated his backpack and put it on his back.

The Bureau of Demon Management is located in a relatively remote old town. The appearance is the same as many old buildings that have aged. The positions that work inside belong to the category of civil servants. The Demon Control Bureau entered the interview assessment.

Dong Yan hadn't planned to go to the Demon Bureau before. The main reason for him to take the public exam was to accompany him. All his senior classmates went.

As a result, when the exam was over and waiting for the results, his uncle had an accident, and the Demon Management Bureau suffered heavy losses, and urgently needed fresh blood to fill it.He didn't know how much moisture he had in front of him, he only knew that the Demon Management Bureau was really short of people right now.

The demon prison was destroyed, and all the big monsters inside ran out, and all of them were sin-ridden beasts. Among the four villains, Wuwu and Qiongqi disappeared.

"Ah, Mr. Xiao is here. I thought about when Mr. Xiao would come."

As soon as Dong Yan got out of the car, a young man in a suit and bow tie trotted over to greet him.

He was dressed in a black suit with white flowers on his chest, looking very solemn.

"According to the regulations of the Bureau of Demon Control, after the relics of the martyrs have been screened by us, the things that will not reveal the secrets will be returned to relatives. Mr. Geng Chen is an old man in the bureau, and he has a lot of things, so it took a lot of time."

The young man's tone is gentle. He doesn't have a handsome appearance, but he makes people unconsciously relaxed, and he has a fresh feeling of a wooden monster.

As he said, Uncle Gengchen has a lot of things. When he opened the densely packed cardboard boxes in the office, there were packed paper documents inside.

Although it is all electronic office now, for the old monsters who are not sensitive to time, paper documents are more in line with their habits.So much so that after sorting it out, I realized that there are so many left over files.

The young man held the boxes and stacked them to make a way.

Sensing Dong Yan's gaze, the young man smiled gently: "These documents will be sealed according to time and events until they are transferred again. Mr. Xiao, sit down first, and I will carry the things out for you."

Dong Yan sat down on the box at the door in a daze. He always had a cold face and no expression on his face. His blue eyes were slightly drooping and looked a little unreasonable. His slender legs were curled up and curled up, which made people feel strange for no reason. good.

He put his hands on his knees, his eyes turned around the room following the young man's back, and he unconsciously buttoned the seam of his trousers.

Mr. Geng Chen has been working in the Bureau of Demon Management since the founding of the country. He is a senior figure of the Bureau of Demon Management.

Seeing the familiar office being emptied and sealed up, Dong Yan instinctively felt uncomfortable, feeling like his territory had been violated.Feeling the familiar atmosphere dissipate little by little, the sentimental little dragon cub felt uneasy and sad for the disappearance of his uncle's existence.

"found it!"

With the sound of heavy objects being pulled, Dong Yan looked up and watched the young man dragging a large box out of various things with difficulty, and the suit on his body was a little wrinkled.

Under his gaze, the young man took out several large boxes one after another, and finally moved out a set of tables and chairs with brute force.

Look at this is not much less than moving things.

Dongyu:? ?

He widened his eyes in disbelief. There were bowls and chopsticks in this pile of things, and the most outrageous thing was half a pack of tissue paper, and even a bunch of weird dolls—the leftover gifts from the annual meeting of the Devil's Bureau.

The young man scratched his head in embarrassment: "This is not...Mr. Geng Chen is an old man from the Bureau of Demon Control, and he bought many things by himself. My colleagues and I think this is one of his inheritances. There are so many."

"Uh...you don't seem to be able to hold it?" Seeing Dong Yan's stiff expression, the young man came to his senses and hesitated for a while.

"Sir, why don't you go first? I'll find a courier to deliver it to your door?"

Dong Yan was shocked, and couldn't help opening the box to have a look. There were a lot of odds and ends inside, and the unfinished goji berries were properly packed and stuffed into the box.

The young man called a few people to come over to pack, and took him out, still a little bit reluctant: "It happened so suddenly, many people didn't realize it for a while. We wanted to come to condolences to Mr. Xiao, but we really couldn't make it." Get out, everyone is busy."

Dong Yan hummed: "I know."

The young man smiled embarrassedly, and turned his head to look at the little gentleman beside him. The little gentleman who was born with the body of a demon god had a cold and seductive profile, and his smooth lines seemed to be a miracle of the creator.

He couldn't help sighing: "It would be great if Mr. Xiao came to work at the Bureau of Demon Control, and this office wouldn't need to be tidied up."

Attracting Dong Yan's quiet gaze, he curled his fingers and rubbed the strap unnaturally.

Seemingly realizing that he was talking too much, the young man apologized again and again: "I heard that you have already refused, don't get me wrong, I didn't intend to persuade you."

"Hmm." Dong Yan agreed vaguely, he lowered his head slightly, his blue eyes from the angle of view that no one saw seemed to be broken and overflowing with entanglements.

"Uncle, about the Demon Prison..." He just started.

The young man apologized again and again: "I didn't mean to make you sad. We are very sorry about Mr. Geng Chen's affairs. The comments on the forum will be stopped in the future. His death in the line of duty is the loss of Yaozu, and it is also the loss of all public officials in the country. Thank you for his contribution to the country over the years, we will never forget, and please believe in the system of the Demon Control Bureau.”

Dong Yan bit the flesh on the cheek, walked out of the gate under the watchful eyes of the young man, went down the steps a few steps, he turned his head and said seriously: "It is the luck of this country to have you."

It is also my uncle's luck.

He added in his heart, just the moment he turned his head, the scorching breath rushed straight from his side.

"Go to hell! Ying Long."

The pillar of fire rushed in front of him at the speed of light, and the flames were mottled on the snow-white skin. Out of the corner of Dong Yan's eyes, he saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes rushing towards him anxiously, and the scorching fire pattern on the back of his hand exploded into infinite light in an instant.

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