When a police car drove into the city. It was rush hour, and there was a constant stream of vehicles on the road.

Ahead, the red light turned on, and Bills silently stopped the car, and he was very calm all the way. The car drove very restrainedly, neither fast nor slow, not overtaking, and never sitting on the right side. Very rule-abiding.

At the red light, parked next to their car was a small battery car delivering food. The driver of the car looked very young. But the body is thin and weak, and the skin is tanned by the wind and sun. His face was dripping with sweat, and his mouth was tightly pursed. The takeaway box he was carrying on his back was almost bigger than his body.

"Life is hard! It's all about begging for food, and it's no different from the stray dogs on the street!"

Mills sighed. Turning his head slightly, he said to the old demon:

"You know what? I had the same first job as him. is a courier. I didn't do it long, though. After all, I don't want to live like a stray dog.

Mills was born in a slum in a bustling metropolis. Growing up in a place where violence and crime were rampant.

In those years, he also insisted: he wanted to take a different path from other children in the slums. But he eventually gave up. Because, that's not the life he wants to live.

Thereupon. He organized a group of friends from the ghetto. Under his leadership, robbery, drug trafficking, and murder. Do no evil. Soon, with his brilliant mind and fierce style, he made a name for himself and became a local tyrant.

But the good times didn't last long. Less than two years after the rise of the Mills Gang, they clashed with a large local gang, and in the end, in the firefight, they were almost completely wiped out.

Mills himself survived the firefight and joined the Hans Group a few years ago, becoming Song's bodyguard.

Years of street experience have taught him that if you want to get ahead, you have to work hard and be ruthless enough. If you're not trying hard enough, can't handle pressure, and aren't willing to take risks. Such a person is: worthless deduction is worthless!

Therefore, under Song Haokang's hands, Mills quickly demonstrated his ability, and eventually became Song Haokang's right-hand man.

But just yesterday night, Mills's years of hard work were in vain.

His boss, Song Haokang. He was attacked at home and eventually fell to his death.

At the time of the incident, Mills was handling cargo at the docks. He did his best and watched with his own eyes: the container containing Ouyang Yao was sent to the ship. He just left the docks. So, he narrowly escaped.

Song Haokang's death, of course, is not his responsibility. But here's the thing: the Hanse Group is a private company. Or an extremely traditional family business. In the group, Mills is equivalent to Song Haokang's private property. And his death, which means that Mills's efforts in the past few years have been almost all in vain.

Mills knew that with the strong strength of the Hans Group, he would soon send someone else to China to take over Song Haokang's work and business. And he himself, if he wants to be favored by the new boss, he must show his value as soon as possible.

But the new boss must have his own team. It's hard to get ahead at all. So, Mills thought of the old demon!

Of course, Mills knew the identity of the old demon, and the old demon was now in the hospital.

In the battle of the golf club, Song Haokang did not kill the old demon. In fact, it was done on purpose. Because, he also wants to lure out more cultivators from the old demon!

But what Song Haokang didn't expect was that his original plan to "lead the snake out" attracted the evil dragon of the Three Realms Alliance and Anxin. He underestimated the strength of his opponent and eventually caused himself to fall to his death.

Mills thought of the old demon. Take action right away. Wake up early in the morning and leave for the hospital. But when he arrived at the hospital parking lot, he found that things had changed!

When Mills arrived at the hospital parking lot, he had just parked his car, and no one had even stepped out of the car. It was found that two police cars had rushed to the hospital. Then, nearly ten officers stepped out of the police car.

Mills chuckled in his heart. He was almost certain that the group of police officers who arrived had the same goal as himself. It's all for the old demon!

So, Mills made a quick decision. knocked out the driver who stayed in the car and waited. And changed into a police uniform on his body. Then, silently sat in the police car and waited.

And then everything went as he expected. The old demon was escorted into the police car. But later, when the black fog appeared, he saw once again: the cultivator is powerful and weird!

The old demon did not respond to Mills's feelings. Just dejectedly, the whole body shrunk on the seat. A deep sense of powerlessness arose in my heart. Even when he was at his best, he wasn't a match for Mills, let alone now?

Moreover, the current situation is indeed as the other party said: whether he falls into the hands of the police or the Three Realms Alliance, he must be a dead end. Instead, it fell into the hands of Mills, and there may be a glimmer of life!

"Where are you going to take me?"

After figuring out the situation in front of him, the old demon tried his best to make his voice appear calm, and asked.

Mills smiled faintly and replied with confidence:

"This~ you can rest assured!I will take you to: the safest place in the city, or rather: the safest place in the world!"

A high-end western restaurant in the city.

This restaurant is located in the old town. It was converted from an old-fashioned official residence. The layout is understated and luxurious. Of course, the cost of the restaurant is very high, so there are few customers on weekdays. Only the real dignitaries can dine here regularly.

Outside the restaurant, the courtyard is deep and the view is elegant. In one of the premium private rooms in the restaurant. Sitting were Jian Yubing, Anxin, and the three of them.

The decoration of the restaurant is old and elegant. The lighting is soft, on an old-fashioned record player. The vinyl record turns slowly. European classical music is played.

The food on the table, the taste is light and classy. However, most of them are vegetables. This is very unaccustomed to the fire demon who was born in the Great Northwest. The whole process is almost the same: bowing his head and drinking the whiskey in the glass, rarely touching the food on the table.

Jian Yubing and Anxin, but they ate with relish.

Even if things don't go well, his right-hand man will die. But Jian Yubing, the lord in charge, still maintains the demeanor of a famous lady. The movements are slow and graceful, and the eyes are completely focused on the food in front of them.

"Ocean, won't you eat some?"

After half a ring, Jian Yubing put a piece of cod soaked in green vegetable juice into his mouth and tasted it carefully. Took another sip of vegetable soup. He asked softly.

"I'm not hungry and I'm not used to the food. ”

"We cultivators are supposed to be pure in heart and have few desires. Too much emotion, too strong a taste. It affects our state of mind and practice. ”

Jian Yubing picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth gently. Then, he said meaningfully.

"The person who killed Lao Cao ~ must die!"

The fire demon said sentence by sentence. There is hatred in his eyes!