I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Chapter 55: neighborhood

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Lingpingan checks the options very quickly.

It only took him less than five minutes to check all the options.

Because there is no need to think at all.

When faced with options, just choose the one that seems most righteous.

As a law-abiding federal citizen, Lingpingan has not forgotten to practice federal values even in the game.

Equality, friendliness, mutual help, benevolence and righteousness...

And when he checked all the options and chose to upload.

The Nightmare Legend pops up another prompt box: Dear player, you can now choose to edit the character's background story, or you can choose the system's random intelligent interpretation.

Lingpingan scratched his head.

In this regard, he is very creative.

only…

“I don’t even have a clue about my new book!”

So I chose random intelligent deduction.

Then, he stopped paying attention and touched the 'Leave Game' button in front of him.

Lingpingan raised his head and found himself sitting at the counter.

I still have that phone in my hand.

The ring watch that was tightly attached to the back of the phone has automatically fallen off.

He raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall.

It's already half past one.

"It's been more than two hours!" He smacked his mouth, recalling the feeling of pleasure in the game, and said with unfinished content: "That game was really fun!"

"I have to thank the brother who sent me the invitation code!"

Then I picked up my phone, clicked on the screen, and logged in to Weishu.

I found the ID named Dongfeng Ye, edited a private message and sent it: "Brother, thank you!"

Then he started thinking about what to have for lunch.

In fact, it is not difficult to choose.

There are only three choices: beef ramen, beef rice bowl and pork cutlet rice.

After thinking for a moment, he chose pork chop rice and placed the order immediately.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

A young girl about twenty years old stood at the door.

She looked a little shy.

Lingpingan walked forward, opened the door, and asked, "Hello, how can I help you?"

"Hello!" The other party was also very polite and bowed deeply to Lingpingan: "Sir, I am the niece of Aunt Wang who works at the neighborhood laundry!"

"Oh..." Lingpingan immediately laughed: "Come in quickly!"

Although I have never seen him, I don’t know him.

But since she is Aunt Wang’s niece, she is also a neighbor!

As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors!

Although in today's era, steel and concrete have already completely torn apart the relationship between neighbors in the past.

Many people obviously live next door, but they have never said hello.

I don’t know my neighbor’s job, personality, personality, or family composition.

The most communication is just a kind smile every time we meet at the elevator door.

But in the street where Lingpingan lives, the situation is not that bad.

At the very least, the neighbors can all call him by name.

If something happens, everyone is basically willing to help within their ability.

"I won't go in..." The little girl looked a little shy and timid, as if she had just left society and had no experience in getting along with others. She lowered her head and said, "My aunt asked me to come here to pick up clothes..."

"Excuse me, where are all the clothes?"

Lingpingan suddenly slapped his forehead and laughed: "Look at my memory!"

"Wait a minute!"

"Give me two minutes and I'll get it right away!"

With that said, he turned around and hurriedly climbed the stairs.

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded vigorously.

Watching this strange man slowly walk up the stairs.

And in her mind, she recalled the director's instructions before she came.

"Xiao An, you have been working for half a year, right?"

"Are you still used to it?"

"The Federation has an important task for you..."

"Are you willing to contribute to the Federation?!"

So, she was sent to this neighborhood in a state of ignorance.

Because her aunt runs a laundry in this neighborhood.

She had just been assigned here and was not even familiar with the office. The director's call came directly to her.

So, she appeared in this seemingly ordinary bookstore, running errands to pick up clothes for her aunt.

Thinking of this, the young black-clad guard trainee sergeant fell into deep thought.

“When did doing laundry and picking up clothes for a family become a federal task?”

She didn't quite understand.

Because in her eyes, this bookstore is ordinary and has nothing special about it.

Um…

The young trainee sergeant saw the kitten lying on the counter of the bookstore.

"So beautiful!" The little girl was immediately attracted.

The soft fur, beautiful eyes and petite body of a kitten are enough to make most girls irresistible.

She wanted to step forward, pick her up and masturbate for a while.

However, the steps stopped the moment they stepped out.

Because the director had repeatedly issued an order before coming here: no one is allowed to enter the store without an order, let alone have any contact with anything in the store.

Although the little girl didn't understand, the pre-employment training of the black guards taught her to obey orders.

At this time, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs was heard.

The young man came out carrying a large bag of clothes.

"Thank you for your hard work!" He handed over the bag of clothes very kindly: "I will send the money for washing clothes to Aunt Wang in a souvenir later!"

"Yes!" The little girl nodded, then picked up the bag of clothes, bowed again and left.

Meow!

A meow made her look back.

Then she saw it, the kitten on the counter, jumping to the floor.

Then he lowered his head and rubbed his master's trousers intimately.

"So cute!" The young trainee sergeant in black felt that his heart was about to melt!

Carrying the bag of clothes, An Xiaoxiao returned to his aunt's laundry room in the corner of the street.

But it wasn't her aunt who was waiting for her here.

It was a group of serious-looking black-clad officers.

The leader is Lieutenant Colonel Xia Ping, director of the Guangnan Branch of the Black Guards.

"Where are the clothes?" Seeing An Xiaoxiao, the usually stern director immediately asked eagerly.

"Here..." An Xiaoxiao handed over the bag he was holding.

Xia Ping immediately took it and carefully placed the bag into a box made of lead plates.

After sealing the box, the dignified lieutenant colonel in black, a senior federal official who was also considered a big figure in the Guangnan area, and other colleagues stepped forward, lifted the box, and carried it to the back door of the laundry room.

There, a federal military vehicle was already waiting.

After carrying the box to the military vehicle, Xia Ping turned around and told An Xiaoxiao: "You are not allowed to talk to outsiders about everything that happened today!"

"You are not allowed to touch that bookstore without my approval and order!"

"If the bookstore owner calls, you must report it immediately!"

"This is an order!"

"Yes!" An Xiaoxiao immediately saluted and nodded solemnly.