Chapter 9 (1) National Security

  Zhang Fazheng drove that second-hand car, which was a second-hand car, but after a series of modifications, the engine used was Hummer HMH/S7.5 engine, speeding extremely fast, easily exceeding 200 kilometers per hour. The windows were also modified to be absolutely bulletproof.

  Zhang Fazheng drove this second-hand car, which looked ordinary on the outside but was incredibly fast inside, speeding along at a speed that had long exceeded 200, and yet he still felt that this speed was not fast enough.

  Zhang Fazheng had to rush to the Satan Bar as quickly as possible. According to a piece of information, it could be inferred that there was an evil demon there. If he arrived late, he feared that a tragedy would occur, and at that time, he didn't know what excuse to use to cover it up. He estimated that it would be another rotten excuse like "the bar's electrical circuit short-circuited, causing a fire, and all the people inside the bar died".

  Moreover, according to records, there is a 300-year-old Dream Demon inside, and I don't have much confidence in subduing it. Recently, I made the mistake of transferring my personnel to investigate another matter, otherwise, I wouldn't have had to take action personally now. As the head of the Provincial National Bureau, I actually have to deal with the Dream Demon myself, what a shame.

  Forget it, I'll just go for it, can't just watch as everyone in the bar gets killed by the Dream Demon.

  A loud screeching sound, but the second-hand car still slid a long way before stopping. Zhang Fazheng opened the door and rushed out, dashing into the bar like a bird: "Is anyone dead? Is there anyone alive?"

  Zhang Fazheng didn't see the situation clearly and said something that made everyone in the bar roll their eyes. Only then did Zhang Fazheng realize that everyone was alive, not a single person had died. Could it be that the Miming Magic of the Dream Demon was still at work, and hadn't reached the point of stealing people's vital energy?

  Just then, Zhang Fazheng saw Mi Mengmo.

  He was a despicable-looking man, with a completely bald forehead and not a single hair. He was short in stature, wore glasses, had beady eyes, and looked extremely despicable. He was about forty years old, although he was dressed in a suit, but had no demeanor at all.

  Zhang Fazheng's eyes suddenly contracted, and a demon with 300 years of profound magical powers appeared.

  After careful observation, Zhang Fazheng found that the eyes of the current Momo are open, but in fact they have fallen asleep like a dead fish, and their eyes are the type that rolls back. The Momo has fainted like a dead fish.

  In the pale young man's hand beside him.

  Zhang Fazheng couldn't help but observe the young man carefully. At first glance, he seemed quite ordinary, but with the Dream Demon in hand, making it look like a dead fish, this young man was absolutely extraordinary. Zhang Fazheng immediately took out his power-measuring device.

  This power meter was used by Gong Xiaolu on Lin Xingbai at the time, and the measurement exceeded 300, which scared Gong Xiaolu so much that he thought a demon had arrived.

  Afterwards, Lin Xingbai casually fiddled with the power measuring instrument and grasped its principle. With his extensive knowledge, it was simply too easy for Lin Xingbai to deceive this power measuring instrument.

  Zhang Fazheng's current measurement was zero.

  Ordinary people have one, absolutely no zero.

  At this moment, Zhang Fazheng knew that the pale-skinned youth in front of him was quite terrifying.

  "Hello, I am the head of Special Department A of Provincial National Security Bureau, a department specially set up to deal with matters related to the Cultivation World. May I ask your surname and full name, senior? Which sect and school do you come from? Please don't make things difficult for me, considering my work." Zhang Fazheng automatically referred to himself as junior.

  Lin Xingbai said, "Oh, it seems you're a mediator between the secular and cultivation worlds. That's good. I'll leave this Dream Demon to you." Lin Xingbai casually tossed the Dream Demon into Zhang Fazheng's hands. As a cultivator with 250 years of experience, Zhang Fazheng found the demon to be weightless.

  Just thinking that I am one of the famous devils in Anyuan City, such a defeat is indeed worthy of a sigh.

  However, at the same time, Zhang Fazheng also wanted to keep Lin Xingbai, someone like Lin Xingbai who has no information whatsoever and yet is incredibly skilled. If he didn't record it properly and persuade him, if this senior suddenly became unhappy and started a massacre, even Department A might not be able to suppress it.

  Special Department A is a very special organization, specifically used to coordinate the relationship between the Cultivation Realm and national governments. This Special Department A also has some powerful people, but there is still a gap with the true high-level cultivators of the Cultivation Realm.

  Especially in Department A, usually killing some small monsters or dealing with those at a medium level is still manageable.

  But even at a higher level, they can only mediate and dare not do anything else, nor have the ability to do so.

  Because he was the head of the department, Zhang Fazheng knew many of the city's powerful demons or cultivators, but now he didn't recognize Lin Xingbai at all. That's why he spoke to stabilize Lin Xingbai and hoped to get the information he wanted.

  At the same time, it can minimize Lin Xingbai's influence on the secular world.

  "Are you new to this mundane world?" Zhang Fazheng asked.

  "Right." Lin Xingbai said frankly.

  "Is that so? I don't know what your surname and name are, senior?"

  "My surname is Lin, and I am Lin Xingbai." replied Lin Xingbai.

  "I wonder where Lin Qianbei is living now?" Zhang Fazheng just wanted to know where Lin Xingbai lived, so that he could find him easily. The stronger the other party was, the more detailed information he could get, and the better their relationship would be. After all, Department A relied on relationships, and having many connections could help mediate between the Cultivation Realm and national politics.

  "Still no place to stay, huh." Lin Xingbai habitually played with the lighter, tonight was the first time Lin Xingbai played with a lighter, but with Lin Xingbai's skills, it only took about an hour to master the most elegant way of handling the lighter.

  When Lin Xingbai said this, Zhang Fazheng was overjoyed in his heart. It seemed that this senior should be the first time to come to the world, so he could get closer: "Since the senior has not found a good place to live yet, why don't you follow me? I still have a fairly large house." This is Zhang Fazheng's way of getting close.

  "Good." Lin Xingbai nodded.

  Zhang Fazheng dragged the suspicious man out of the bar, and the people inside wanted to stop him. Zhang Fazheng casually threw a police ID: "Police are handling the case." This way, no one dared to block him.

  Lin Xingbai sat in this second-hand car: "The exterior looks ordinary, but the interior is quite good."

  Second-hand Mercedes-Benz between cities.

  Lamps on both sides, night road, night color.

  A haze of confusion.

  Lin Xingbai sat in the car, this is the city.