I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

As soon as Ling Ping heard that the other party had seen the surveillance, he immediately smiled with relief.

The truth is out!

awesome!

Finally, I can pay back my innocence!

but……

He remembered that just now those who looked at him terribly scared at first, and then talked nonsense about "My Buddha is merciful, my disciple has realized".

So he asked: "Miss Police Officer..."

"Those people just now..."

"What are they doing?"

Ning Qinghong raised his eyes and looked at the mysterious and unpredictable Lingzi in front of him.

She swallowed.

I remembered the night of Cross Slope.

In front of everyone, he made the chief deacon of the disgusting school a man of an extraordinary world.

Torturing each other eternally with an unimaginable torture.

Today, the same trick is repeated.

Using the method of the Wutian Buddha, he suppressed a guy of unknown origin on the spot.

But with an innocent look, he came to ask himself what just happened?

With this weird attitude, Ning Qinghong had to choose his words carefully.

She remembered the reports about this one she had read.

Reports of existing parties.

Including the powerful black guards like Li Shouyi, Zhang Hui, Situ He, and Song Shihui.

There are also those who have been in contact with him.

Sun Jinyi from the Sun family of Yungui, Cen Mai from the Cen family a few days ago.

There are also analysis reports from various think tanks.

Almost all reports pointed out a common feature: this one, for some purpose, is reluctant to let the world know his true identity.

Just like the emperor in ancient times, the fish-dragon white clothing, the micro-service private visit.

He enjoys such a game.

Except for a few licensed people.

Most people, because they have been in contact, seem to be distorted by some power.

To be precise, it should blur the impression.

I thought I just met a passerby.

Those with a better memory can only have a vague impression, which will be forgotten after two or three days.

And the memory is almost, maybe one or two hours, will forget him.

Recalling these reports, Ning Qinghong was inexplicably relieved.

At least, she still remembers this one now.

This shows that she may have a chance!

Thinking of this, Ning Qinghong laughed, following what he had just said, volunteering to help him write up the script: "Master, don't you know?"

"Huh?" Lingping asked: "What's wrong?"

"Those people have problems?"

"No..." Ning Qinghong laughed, her eyes just caught an exhibit in a cabinet in the memorial hall.

In the reign of Emperor Taizu, the approval of the establishment of the Folk Art Association of the Federal Empire.

So, she chuckled, her eyes narrowed like a crescent: "That's it... the emperor has many weird private associations..."

"These people often unite and do strange things!"

"I often patrol here, no wonder!"

"Oh!" Lingping nodded in relief: "Is that so?" He asked.

"Of course!" Ning Qinghong said with a smile.

Lingping looked at the appearance of Miss Police Officer, although there were still doubts in his heart.

However, since the police have said everything, it should be no problem.

Think about it carefully.

Such a serious place as Taizu Memorial Hall can not accommodate spoof variety shows or shows.

So the problem came again.

Lingping looked at the traffic that was already lying on the ground.

His nose moved slightly.

Very strange!

I don't know when the smelly smell on the flow body is gone.

However, he didn't think much about such trivial matters.

He raised his head and looked at the officer lady in front of him.

After thinking about it, as a law-abiding citizen, he decided to fulfil his obligations, so he said to Miss Police Officer: "Miss Police Officer! This person is probably taking drugs, and he has knocked a lot!"

"You must check it carefully!"

"Our country cannot tolerate this kind of scum, occupying the screen and affecting the children!"

"That's not good!"

Lingping has no problem with traffic.

Existence is reasonable.

Don't look at it if you don't like it, don't see it or worry about it.

Unless these guys have to dangle in front of him, he doesn't even bother to scold him.

Even if he dangled in front of him, he would make complaints.

Like the guy who is still lying on the ground, it is different from the guy who is pretending to be dead.

Take drugs!

This is a taboo thing, and even a violation of social morality.

Just forget about taking medicine, and ran out after knocking on the medicine.

This is a naked face on the law!

Doesn't he know?

Since Taizu, the Daxia Empire has zero tolerance for illegal drugs.

Selling, inhaling, or injecting any products or non-products that have been entered into the ‘Taxa Federal Empire’s Prohibited Drugs and Stimulant Management Catalog’ are criminal offences.

It's a big blow!

but……

Considering the entertainment industry, it seems that these guys are not afraid of being blocked.

For the deceased to succeed.

and so……

Spiritual peace can also understand.

But he can understand, the law will not.

Ning Qinghong listened.

"Taking drugs?" She looked at the guy who was lying on the ground with his head suppressed by a black-haired monk.

"This is the second time Young Master Ling mentioned this matter!"

"Well……"

"Have you even found the charges for this person?"

Ning Qinghong looked at the suppressed person on the ground who couldn't even move.

The first thing that came to her mind was a famous idiom.

Refers to a deer as a horse.

Say you are taking drugs, you are taking drugs.

must be!

Thinking about it carefully, this excuse is okay, at least it can be used to fool the media.

Thinking of the media, Ning Qinghong remembered the things that Young Master Ling had mentioned.

"Screen?" Ning Qinghong didn't quite understand: "He is?"

"If I remember correctly, he should be a traffic star!" Lingping introduced to the police officer in a low voice: "What is it called Taozhan?"

Pottery exhibition! ?

Ning Qinghong remembered.

Isn't that the traffic that many little girls are following now?

However, Heiyiwei doesn't care about the entertainment industry at all.

Regardless of the flow, the king of heaven is not worthy of any effort to pay attention to the black guard.

Heiyiwei is busy dealing with all kinds of aliens and awakened transcendents that are constantly emerging every day.

So unless, these guys are dead to touch something that shouldn't be touched.

Just like more than ten years ago, there was a wave of "raising little ghosts" in the entertainment industry.

At that time, the black guard was furious when he found out.

Most of the entertainment circles have been scanned, and many ignorant stars have gone to jail.

Thinking of this, Ning Qinghong's heart moved.

She faintly felt what she had caught.

"Sure enough, Master Ling will not make a move for no reason..."

"There must be a secret in this person that we haven't discovered!"

Thinking about this, Ning Qinghong discovered that the black-haired and black-robed monk phantom that had been suppressing the man lying on the ground had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Ning Qinghong's heart was shaken.

"original……"

"The drug-taking that Master Ling said..."

"It means something else!"

Taking drugs is an illegal use of contraband in the world.

Corresponding to the extraordinary world, isn't it the illegal use of sorcery or an evil method that is extremely harmful to society?

of course……

Perhaps, Lord Ling is still a pun.

It implies that this person has used the sorcery and sorcery that the black guard cannot tolerate.

It also implies that you can deal with the media under the guise of ‘drug-taking’.

Thinking about this, Ning Qinghong gratefully said to the young man in front of him: "Thank you young man!"

Then, she turned around and ordered the entourage behind her: "Arrest the suspect!"

Since Lord Ling likes to watch acting, he likes to be confused.

Ning Qinghong will naturally cooperate.

She ordered: "Search his body carefully to see if there is any contraband!"

"In addition, call the headquarters and request a police dog brigade to assist in the investigation!"

The policemen behind her seemed to be stunned for a moment before they reacted: "Yes! Will... sir!"

Lingping listened, and muttered in her heart: "Miss Police Officer's last name is Jiang or Jiang?"

However, this kind of thing does not need him to worry about.

He cares about one thing now.

So he asked: "Miss Police Officer...look at...what is going on here, do you want me to help?"

Ning Qinghong listened, and immediately shaken.

How dare to let him assist?

Didn't this tell him plainly that the black guard is incompetent, can't he even do this kind of thing?

Of course, UU reading www.uukanshu. com, she didn't dare to talk too much.

After all, this is the true Buddha!

Don't lie in front of the true Buddha!

Haven't you seen a weird black canopy hanging on his head?

Didn't you see that he was still stepping on the twelfth grade black lotus?

So, Ning Qinghong smiled and said: "My son, for the time being... Please leave these things to us..."

"I really need you, we will take the initiative to contact you!"

Lingping nodded: "That's good!"

What he was most worried about was going to record his confession.

Since there is no need to record a confession, he is naturally happy.

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