I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

"You will be satisfied."

The eyes under the old hat are slightly flashing, retreat, pushing the door, leaving the bookstore.

Lin Xie waved goodbye, sighed.

He looked at the heavy rain outside, and it feels that today's business should be here.

It is already very small probability that it is already very small in such a harsh weather.

"Sure enough, keep a good mentality, it is easier to have good luck."

Lin Jing sighed and took the stone like a ghost, and put it next to the counter.

The dim light is angled, that is like a statue of a true devil, sitting on the pedestal, just like going ready to expand the wings to hunt.

From a point of view, this stone statue is quite matching with his bookstore.

He thought about it, turned the stone statue, the flash of red, the eyes of the red light.

In this way, there is a thief coming in.

Don't say big evening, even if it is day, it is too cold and is scared.

Deterrence is full.

Simply nice.

Lin Jiannan nodded, packed up the counter, and picked up the tea cup and suddenly the pupil.

Seeing the water stain on the desktop moved slowly, condensed into a text - "I haven't seen you for a long time"!

He stood up.

The sight is staring tightly at the desktop.

Familiar feelings suddenly rushed, just like three years ago.

He instantly understood that the one who passed him to the scenes of the world, three years, once again!

"Yes you!" Lin Jing calmed down, breathe, and sat down: "It's really a long time ... So, now again, is it finally thought about the price I should pay?"

He couldn't help but be a bit of grievance: "If you come back, I didn't know what conditions were found. I went here. I would like to be here. If some guests have more money, I am willing to sponsor me to open the bookstore, I am starving! "

"Do you have any devil, the kind of trading soul?"

Water stains becomes "not" two words.

Lin Jie spit out a breath: "Ok, look at it, where there is such a lack of devil."

Among the various literary works and myths, the devil's existence, it should always be exhausted to extract interests for themselves.

"Forget it, let's talk directly, what do you need me?"

He is sitting in danger, overlap his hands, looking at the water on the counter.

After three years, he didn't mind paying the cost of ourselves.

Don't say that he is still very valued for the spirit of the contract.

Although the other party did not clarify the conditions of transaction, he helped him achieve the desire indeed fact.

I have enjoyed the bonus for three years in advance, and I have earned it.

And from his feelings, this existence attitude of this ceremony is very mild, which should be a "good god" like Aladin's lights.

But then, he was surprised to see water stains to become "you have done, I am awake".

After Lin Xie, the thoughts flying: "So after you finish the wish, three years are sleeping until I do something, you have got some ... The energy is class, I finally wake up come?"

"Yes."

"..." Lin Jie knocked on the desktop, "Is it because I just recommend my book to others?"

"Yes."

"So, this is what you want me to do, I need to pay? - Let other people recommend, spread my book?"

"Yes."

"Is this beneficial to you?"

"Yes."

Very good, concise.

"So ... then, I have no problem, I will try my best."

Lin Xie said, the water stains on the desktop on the counter disappeared, as if there did not happen.

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Wang Wild's figure disappeared in the rain.

The foggy alley explore the half of the shadow, splashing on the hood, the eagle-like eye stares at Wang Wild, and takes out the phone.

The power is turned in air, and the mute barrier is running.

"Here is Jack, report, and discovered the trail of the 'black scales' unscrupulous' in Novoli 23rd Street, suspected of participating in the hunter's internal fighting."

"In addition, he stayed in a bookstore for an hour, very suspicious - I suspect this bookstore, perhaps the secret base of Black Wizards."

008 Joseph

"Hey."

"The knight, there is an abnormal situation report."

Joseph lifted his head, looking at the pen standing at the door, looking respectful blonde.

"Come in, Claude."

He said, while putting down the pen, picking up the glasses, pinching the nose: "Is it a situation in the ovity of the mirror? These hunters ..."

The old man is like electricity, standing up and looks at the files stacked on the desktop, grow up: "It's a group of Nuojin's locusts!"

When he sat, he as an ordinary man.