Demon Change the Earth

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The next day, the Qilin regiment was stationed.

At the end of a week's routine work report, Ma Liang discovered that there were several new faces among the directors.

He also found a very interesting thing, that is, the status and importance of each person can be seen from the change of seats.

Zhu Min's seat was vacant, and a capitalist named Xie Hong completed the work report instead of her. This Xie Hong was standing, so it could only be Zhu Min's private person, the chief of staff or something.

As for Hu Bing, his position moved forward two places, and he got closer to Ma Liang.

All directors, including him, do not speak in leisure time, and only stand up to explain and accept consultation when their own affairs are involved.

From these details, Ma Liang saw a kind of order in the Qilin regiment, as well as a strict hierarchical relationship and an authoritarian style.

Every director is decent, with the bearing of a superior, although they are all "relaxed" and humble here.

The grassroots team of the Qilin Group has long since become a thing of the past, and now...

Ma Liang's eyes flickered, and he asked Zhu Min about his retreat and promotion.

Xie Hong replied respectfully, only saying that everything is going well, and if there are no accidents, the Qilin group will give birth to another spellcaster in a short time.

Ma Liang smiled happily, and the directors also laughed jokingly.

For some reason, he suddenly felt very boring, and also felt an inexplicable loneliness. He sighed in his heart, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to leave.

A newly promoted director stood up and talked about the investigation of Jiangcheng's underground forces.

After Ma Liang listened to his report, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there any trace of the Shadow Assassin?"

The director shook his head and said with an ugly face: "Nothing was found, including the four major consulates."

The answer was not beyond Ma Liang's expectations.

The assassination of the Pope of Light almost succeeded. The timing of the attack was so good, and all aspects were taken into account. How could conventional means find them out?

Now is not a good time to go to war. On the one hand, the minions and shadows of the fallen have just been cleaned up. On the other hand, the power of the religious order is highly sensitive after the general election of the House of Commons, and any actions will not be over-interpreted.

Therefore, to be quiet and not to move, we can only do it secretly.

Ma Liang nodded noncommittally, indicating that he knew, and then the directors bid him farewell, and the routine meeting was over.

Hu Bing unexpectedly stayed, and only reported another matter after everyone had left.

"Vampire, looking for food!?" Ma Liang's expression changed.

Hu Bing laughed quickly and said: "After investigation, they didn't act indiscriminately, and the dead were all blamed on themselves. They didn't plan to disturb you at first, but the praying man made a move yesterday, and there was a little commotion, which is why..."

"Why didn't you just say that!?"

Hu Bing couldn't keep his smile on. He thought, isn't this nonsense, but said in his mouth, "Commander, this is a trivial matter. Neither the police station nor the prosecutor's office has filed a case. You must not make a big fuss."

"Are you afraid that Xiaoyin will trouble you!?"

Hu Bing's face immediately turned down, and he thought to himself, more than that, it's my bad luck to accept such a hard job, and said with a wry smile: "It's good for you to understand, leader, understand, long live understanding!"

As soon as Ma Liang heard it, he laughed and scolded: "Understand the fart, get out, what are you pretending to do!?"

Hu Bing breathed a sigh of relief, stood up with a nod and bowed his head, and said, "Don't be angry, commander, it's no big deal. If the people don't raise officials, they won't be held accountable. Everyone..."

Ma Liang's eyes widened.

Hu Bing suddenly got stuck, and hurriedly backed out, wiping his forehead with sweat.

This kind of drudgery can be done by anyone who wants to do it in the future, don't ask Lao Tzu.

Cursing in his heart, he hurried down the steps. As expected, all the directors were waiting in the side hall.

"Old Hu, what did the leader say, did you lose your temper!?"

As soon as Hu Bing left,

The directors all stood up and asked nervously.

Of course Hu Bing would not tell the truth. On the contrary, he pretended to be calm and said: "I persuaded the head of the regiment for a small matter."

The directors breathed a sigh of relief, and a dreamer said: "I'm right, I can only talk about it, if it is another person, the head of the group will not be able to save face, if it is necessary to do business, it will be broken!"

"Yeah, yeah, it's still Hu who has face, which is unusual."

This is exactly what Hu Bing wants to achieve.

So they all laughed it off.

"The head of the group is getting more and more powerful, and if the tone is a little stronger, I will be terrified!"

One director couldn't help complaining, but the others had a deep understanding. They looked at each other and fell silent.

Let's talk about Ma Liang.

"Dozens of corpses!?"

He was still sitting in the meeting room, tapping his fingers on the armrest of the seat and pondering.

It's no wonder that he was stabbed here today.

Things got serious, and there was a conflict with the Holy See of Guangming, so I couldn't hide it anymore.

Having said that, what can Ma Liang do?

Just let Xiaoyin be herself, and immediately controlled her again.

The nature of vampires is like this, larval vampires have no self-control, and being able to screen them is considered restraint.

This is Xiaoyin's homework, a necessary step to advance to Sequence 6, you can't let her hurry up and advance, and at the same time prohibit her from doing this and that, right?

As for law, fairness and justice...

Forget it, absolute fairness and justice did not exist before, do not exist now, and will never exist in the future.

After such a reminder, Ma Liang realized that Xiao Yin seldom appeared recently.

He looked at the time, and postponed the time he spent with Linglong, and came to the underground rock castle.

Standing in front of the gate of the stone castle, he saw a cartoon he had watched a few hours ago. It was also such a stone castle, but it lived in a vampire duck, like Donald Duck. Naturally, he forgot the name of the cartoon. I just remember it was very interesting and left a deep impression on his childhood memory.

It was daytime now, and when the gate of the stone castle opened, there was only a young vampire crawling in front of him.

"I remember, your name is dialect!?"

"Yes Yes."

"Don't be scared, don't be nervous, stand up and talk."

"yes!"

"Where are the others? Are they all asleep!?"

Ma Liang chatted with the young vampire while walking.

"Yes, my lord."

"How have you been? Have you had any difficulties?"

"No, no, my lord!"

Ma Liang stopped and looked at her with a smile, "Why are you so nervous, I won't eat you."

Dialect trembled in fright, and simply knelt down, "Hold, I'm sorry, sir, my lord!"

Ma Liang was speechless, and could only give up his plan to find out the situation through small talk, and went straight up the stairs, heading straight to the tower where Xiaoyin was.

It was still the heavy coffin, after it was pushed away, a misty light red spiritual mist rose up, he stood close and looked inside, only to see a dense red light flickering.