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The entrance of the Keppel store.

Led by Zhang Ping, a total of four hundred demon slayers surrounded the Keppel shop.

"Tell me, who opened this shop?"

Zhang Ping turned to ask a warrior.

"Leader Zhang, it's Wang Chengge, the leader of the third group in the east."

Zhang Ping nodded: "Let's check, who did it today, the store of the Department of Demon Elimination, wouldn't beat an ordinary person like this."

Although the anger kept burning in his chest, Zhang Ping was not carried away.

Never wronging a good person is the purpose of the Department of Demon Elimination, and Zhang Ping chooses to stick to it.

Every team leader is personally selected by Si Zijin, who can stand the test of martial arts heart.

Rather than saying that Zhang Ping believes in the ethics of the Exorcist, it is better to say that Zhang Ping believes in Si Zijin.

All the people who received the order dispersed.

All 400 people spread out and asked passers-by and shops around.

No clue or detail is missed.

After Zhang Ping let the crowd disperse, he entered the shop alone.

Such a bloody thing happened at the door, and the shop didn't seem to be affected at all.

The shopkeeper was discussing business with two guests, and cheerful laughter kept coming.

But Zhang Ping, who stepped into the store wearing a fire cloud robe, was ignored by no one.

Even the waiter who was standing in front of the counter just glanced at the door and then wiped the dust-free desktop.

Zhang Ping didn't say a word, and found a seat near the wall inside with no expression on his face, and sat down.

After a while, the subsequent transaction was considered complete.

The shopkeeper sent the two guests away with a smile, and then glanced at Zhang Ping's corner before he belatedly bowed down to say hello.

"Oh, it's really flooding the Dragon King Temple. I don't know which adult from the Exorcism Division is here?"

The chubby shopkeeper has a smile that makes people feel refreshed, and his gesture of saying hello is just like a textbook, impeccable.

If there hadn't been the deliberate snubbing that anyone with a discerning eye could see just now, I'm afraid Zhang Ping would really be polite to him sincerely.

Zhang Ping tapped the table lightly with his slender fingers, staring at the fat shopkeeper.

Obviously there is no emotional transmission, but the fat shopkeeper feels that he is being targeted by a beast.

There is no such thing as a corpse that will be swallowed if you are not careful.

Originally relying on the leader of the Exorcism Department as the backstage, the fat shopkeeper is quite well-known in this Midtown.

Not to mention walking sideways, but it is also a state that no one dares to provoke.

Even the playboys of those families didn't dare to piss them off in person.

Even the blood coral last time was bought and sold by Liu Sitong by force, so he didn't dare to act presumptuously in the Keppel shop.

As the confidant of the head of the Exorcism Department, the fat shopkeeper is making a lot of money by looking after this big shop.

Let him be in the Department of Exorcism, at least in the east.

Of course, the fat shopkeeper would not rely on the name of the team leader to show off his power everywhere, otherwise Wang Chengge would not let him go.

However, taking advantage of Team Leader Wang's name to give some small benefits to the warriors under him, the warriors also accepted it for the sake of the team leader.

And the benefit brought about by this is that the warriors of the Demon Division will take extra care of the Keppel store when patrolling the streets.

Just turn a blind eye to Keppel Store's methods of dealing with troublemakers.

As long as it doesn't touch the bottom line, let it go.

Just like today, people in the east don't know the Great Elder at all.

Hearing the two quarreling in the shop before, he just thought it was someone making trouble, so he ignored it.

So after more than a year, the temperament of the fat shopkeeper became more and more majestic.

The entire Keppel store has also vaguely become one of the best commercial houses in Midtown.

Even if it is a big family, they are not willing to easily touch the cake of a leader of the Exorcist Division.

However, at this moment, under Zhang Ping's gaze, the fat shopkeeper was already in a cold sweat.

He has already begun to regret why he didn't entertain well by putting on airs in the first place.

It's been a long time, and it's a little bit floating.

Even though Zhang Ping was followed by a large group of exorcist warriors at the beginning, but he didn't wear the tiger head armor symbolizing the exorcist, the fat shopkeeper subconsciously ignored him.

A person in a red robe has never been seen before.

Maybe it's the subordinate of that brainy Team Leader Luo in the north.

But he forgot that the Demon Exterminator is still an Exorcist after all.

That was the toughest group of people in Midtown.

Even if it's a small pawn, he can't bear it if he really wants to get ruthless.

What's more, this person in front of him can command four hundred warriors, so he is definitely not a small person.

Still bloated. .

The fat shopkeeper, who was sweating profusely, lowered his head lower and lower, almost touching the ground.

Zhang Ping finally spoke.

"Who made a move at your door this morning?"

The fat shopkeeper raised his head and paused suspiciously.

Zhang Ping narrowed his eyes, and the fat shopkeeper was so frightened that he suddenly remembered.

"I don't know, a group of people rushed over suddenly, beat the door, crushed their necks, ouch..."

The fat shopkeeper thought that the Department of Demon Elimination was here to handle the case and asked for details.

So he said emphatically, but he didn't see the red-robed man's complexion getting uglier.

He patted the table: "Enough!"

Zhang Ping suppressed the anger in his heart: "Why don't you help?"

The fat shopkeeper was very strange: "Help? Why do you want to help?"

Only then did Zhang Ping finally know the reason why he always thought he couldn't integrate into Midtown.

Yes, why help?
For strangers, it is the norm to stand on the sidelines.

It's so comfortable to watch the excitement, why do you want to help?
Zhang Ping thought he had seen through the ugliness of human nature, but he didn't expect to be taught another lesson by this pure indifference.

Zhang Ping began to reflect.

If they knew that the person being beaten was someone close to a certain top figure, would they still help?

Or in other words, if it was really a big man known to everyone, would he be treated like this?

A cold and violent aura rose from Zhang Ping's body.

Zhang Ping lowered his head, and the slumped fat man in front of him told Zhang Ping the answer with his trembling body.

I understand, I understand how to go in the future.

The little Fengling who had agreed with her for a hundred years in Longmen, and the elder who was almost dead after being beaten on the hospital bed.

Zhang Ping claims to be a systematic and strong man, but time and time again he cannot protect the people around him.

why?
Isn't it because you are not strong enough?
Isn't it just not strong enough to scare those people, not strong enough to make them dare to plot against themselves?
The hem of the Huoyun robe kept shaking at the knees.

Looking outside, the warriors of the Demon Division are questioning every passerby.

"Heh, heh heh..."

Hoarse laughter, like a saw cutting on metal, came out of Zhang Ping's throat.

The whole shop became cold because of this laughter.

Since no one is afraid of me, let's be a person who makes everyone afraid.

"By the way," Zhang Ping's cold gaze swept over the fat shopkeeper.

"I heard that you exchanged 20 low-level spirit stones for my uncle's two carts of treasure?"