After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

Song Zheng sat in the car, watching the scenery along the way gradually recede, and the car drove on the highway all the way.

This is really a business trip, but he doesn't know what to do yet!

And the leader just sat beside him leisurely.

Song Zheng couldn't help asking, "Teacher, where are we going?"

He Lan: "Province G."

Song Zheng: It takes more than four hours to drive for such a distance!

Don't let him drive though.

Song Zheng looked at the two people in the front row, one was the driver, and the other was unfamiliar to him, but somehow they looked familiar.

Where did he see it, but he couldn't remember.

The man probably sensed Song Zheng's gaze, turned around and smiled and said, "Hi, my name is Tan Gaojie, and I'm Mr. He's secretary."

Song Zheng nodded and said, "Hello."

It turns out that the teacher also has a secretary, but the name of Tan Gaojie is very familiar!

Song Zheng couldn't remember it for a while, so he didn't worry about it any more.

He looked at He Lan and asked, "Teacher, what are we going to do in Province G? Is there any mission?"

He Lan glanced at him and said lightly, "Travel."

Song Zheng was taken aback, staring at him, completely unable to understand what this trip meant.

Looking at his expression from the corner of his eyes, He Lan couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "Do you even believe this?"

As soon as Song Zheng closed his expression, he knew how it could be a tourist, but He Lan's expression was very serious on weekdays, and he never thought he was joking, so he was surprised.

Before he could say anything, he felt a hand touch the top of his head: "You trust people too easily."

Song Zheng replied without the slightest hesitation: "That's because you said it, I don't believe anyone else."

He Lan paused slightly, and felt a strange feeling in his heart, itching, he blurted out and asked, "Do you believe everything I say? What if I lie to you?"

Song Zheng turned his head and looked at He Lan's eyes. Those eyes were hidden behind the lenses, but he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the color of his eyes was different from usual, with a certain blue feeling.

It is true that at the beginning, Song Zheng suspected that He Lan had other plans for him, and even wanted to keep a distance.

But he thought deeply about himself from the strands of his hair to his toes, and he didn't feel that he was worthy of being deceived.

What's more, the other party is much better than him. Song Zheng felt that he was a bit of a villain, so when He Lan asked this question, he nodded without thinking, and said firmly: "Trust!"

You must believe what the leader says!

He Lan's eyes moved slightly, and Gu Bo's calm heart seemed to be thrown into a stone, rippling around with Song Zheng's words.

He withdrew his hand, sat up straight, withdrew all his emotions from his eyes, took a tablet on the car seat and handed it to him.

"This is the information, take a look, our mission this time."

Song Zheng took it, flipped through a few pages, and sat up straight involuntarily.

He carefully read everything from beginning to end, and the more he read it, the more frightened he became.

"Is there no one to care about this kind of thing?"

The shocking pictures, the deformed children stung his eyes instantly.

"How to manage? Do you rely on the people's police? The police are just ordinary people, but these things are not."

He Lan's expression didn't fluctuate much, as if this was just an ordinary thing that couldn't be more ordinary.

Song Zheng didn't speak, but just silently looked at the pile of corpses in the photo. They were all children who hadn't grown up yet. What crime did they commit?

"It's not an exaggeration to kill these people."

He Lan: "You're right, but when the meeting arrives, we need to pretend a little bit, if they find out what's going on, we may transfer in advance."

Song Zheng: "Okay."

Originally, Song Zheng wanted to sleep for a while. After all, it was a long drive, but those photos just now seemed to be stabbed in his heart. Analyzed it at the end.

"Teacher, how do we get in?"

This small village is obviously a closed small village, and it is extremely guarded. Judging from the data, it is also very repulsive to outsiders.

If you want to sneak in without alarming the other party, you must have a perfect plan.

He Lan propped one hand on the car window, dragged his head, and his expression was a little lazy. He closed his eyes and didn't speak, as if he was sleeping.

But Song Zheng knew that it was impossible for him to sleep.

"Pretending to be a buyer."

He Lan obviously had plans long ago.

Song Zheng didn't ask any more questions, just looked at the scenery outside the car window, and felt for the first time that joining the Monster Hunting Alliance might really be a very correct decision.

After driving for more than four hours, the car arrived in the city of G Province, and the sun had already set.

Tan Gaojie turned around and said, "Boss, should we go to the hotel first or go directly to the destination."

He Lan: "Directly..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Song Zheng who was looking tired, and changed his words: "Go to the hotel first, and go after dinner."

Song Zheng didn't remember until he heard the word hotel. The only food he had today was the cup of coffee that Rong Xie ordered for him.

This meeting can be said to be hungry.

The group first went to the hotel to make arrangements, and booked a total of two suites, the driver and Tan Gaojie shared one, and Song Zheng and He Lan naturally shared one.

It's just that he didn't understand, why can't one person share one room, it feels a bit twisted like this!

Because of his little thoughts that are hard to let go or uncontrollable, after all, he is a young man in his 20s.

With these messy thoughts in mind, Song Zheng followed He Lan into the room.

Mr. He spent a lot of money, and booked the most upscale suite in the hotel, which was luxuriously decorated, and everything from the furnishings to the decoration was in line with the price it should bear.

Of course, Song Zheng's little thoughts are useless. The reason why the suite is called a suite is that it is equivalent to two rooms in a room, which is much more conservative than his university dormitory.

The two entered the room separately. Song Zheng didn't bring any luggage, except for a backpack.

There is a restaurant downstairs in the hotel, and the prices are staggering. At least Song Zheng feels like a poor ghost who has never seen the world.

The biggest advantage of going on a business trip at public expense is that you don’t have to spend your own money, you can eat and drink enough, and experience how a rich person behaves.

But after eating, it's time to work.

However, the first task He Lan assigned to him was not to fight monsters and be a traitor, but to sleep.

He looked at the sun that had just barely entered the horizon. Although the sun set late in early summer, it was only after seven o'clock, not eight o'clock.

"Teacher, didn't you say... work?"

Just after He Lan came out of the shower, she was wearing light blue house clothes, her hair was still stained with water, and transparent water droplets fell down her cheeks into the clothes room, and gradually disappeared.

Song Zheng's face turned hot, and he couldn't help swallowing.

"It's still early, the time hasn't come yet, and the journey is quite tiring. I'll call you when we leave, go to sleep!"

After He Lan said this, he entered the room, leaving Song Zheng alone to stand in the same place and dream endlessly.

He touched Fa Gong's cheek, and decided to take a shower, a cold shower.

......

In the middle of the night, most people have fallen into a deep sleep, and the noisy city during the day suddenly quiets down, and the bright street lamps are dutifully erected on both sides of the road, acting as the role of the sun.

It's just that the sun can illuminate half of the earth, but the street lamps only illuminate a square inch of land, and some things are growing wantonly and randomly in the invisible corners.

Song Zheng looked frequently at He Lan who was sitting in the co-pilot.

Not for other reasons, but because the leader's attire is too coquettish.

Needless to say, He Lan's good looks. As a good looking dog, Song Zheng could never tire of seeing this face. However, after this person dressed up carefully, he realized what it means to be more angry than a person.

The light gray haute couture suit is paired with a dark tie, the black leather shoes Liang Ge can reflect light, the watch on the wrist and the cuffs are all custom-made, and even the hair is carefully groomed.

If this look walks on the red carpet, it will definitely be the focus of the audience.

And Song Zheng was also forced to put on a suit, but unfortunately it was the kind of suit that looked like a driver.

"Teacher, is it okay for us to go there like this?" Why do you think it's so unreliable? Didn't you really go on a blind date?

He Lan turned to look at Song Zheng who was driving.

This was the first time he saw Song Zheng wearing a suit. The young man's figure didn't have a trace of fat, and he looked lean but not thin.

The well-tailored suit gathers the waist just right, which is pleasing to the eye and has a sense of ascetic beauty.

He Lan withdrew his gaze, hid his emotions, and said slowly: "From now on, you will be my driver and bodyguard. Another thing, you have to remember that your boss is very rich."

Song Zheng felt that these words were very common at first glance, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that they had no deep meaning. They went as buyers. First of all, they must have money.

This is probably the reason why He Lan's clothes are so coquettish today.

While thinking about the role he should play, Song Zheng watched the navigation drive to the suburbs until the car drove on a bumpy and muddy path.

The muddy road was mostly caused by the heavy rain that night.

He looked at Wumingshi's path on the navigation, his eyes sank slightly.

Because Song Zheng had already felt the vaguely demonic aura, although it was faint, it was not difficult to catch.

Without navigation, he could find the direction correctly just by relying on this evil spirit.

There are no lights in the small village at night, the path is muddy, the high beam lights pass, the front is hazy, you can’t see the edge, and the surroundings are very quiet. If you change to a timid person, you may have turned around and left before entering the village. .

Song Zheng stepped on the accelerator, and the car with good performance crossed the mud and drove into the darkness.

I don't know how long I drove along this path until a beam of light shone into the car in the opposite direction.

"Please stop the car, you can't drive ahead."

An old voice came into the car through the foggy darkness.

Song Zheng stepped on the brake and arrived at his destination.

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