The donkey demon eliminates harm for the people, and Ma Liu is in awe.
He immediately placed it on the table, divided the fruits and meats provided daily by Papi Division into three plates, placed them on the table, lit three sticks of coarse incense, bowed and said:
"I can't help myself when doing this job, and I may offend you a lot. Please don't blame me, brother donkey."
After bowing four times, he put the incense in the stove, stood by his side, and waited quietly.
After a while, the three sticks of incense were burned out, and there was nothing unusual in the stone room. Ma Liu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The resentment of demons and ghosts is not something ordinary people can bear.
He has been slaying demons these days, surrounded by resentment, and his mind has become groggy. He often sleeps for half a day and cannot distinguish between day and night.
The superiors also know the situation of the pickpockets. The food is very good, with meat every meal, and they also pass on the Vajra Kung Fu to help everyone keep fit.
After walking around in the stone room a few times, flexing his muscles and muscles, and doing some boxing, Ma Liu felt refreshed and the gloom in his heart was gone.
The donkey demon's spiritual practice is not deep, but he is still a demon, and his physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people.
Just two sips of Qi and blood were enough for him to practice hard for two years.
Not long after, the demon-suppressing school captain pushed in the door. He was wearing golden armor, majestic and tall, and had the power to swallow up mountains and rivers.
Seeing that Ma Liu had not completely dismembered the donkey demon and handed it over to the case, he frowned and said:
"If you fail to complete the task, do you know the consequences?"
The pickpocket's killing task is time-limited, and the carcass is usually dismembered on the same day before it is completely dead and the meat is still fresh.
If you fail to complete the task on time, you will be punished with ten lashes or beaten to death.
"Captain Lei."
Ma Liu bowed respectfully, presented the pottery pot and said:
"The villain has taken out the heart of the donkey demon and sealed it in a jar. As for the other parts, the bones and flesh of the donkey demon have become stinky and can no longer be used for medicine. Please handle it in time."
"Um?"
Lei Peng glanced at the donkey demon's body and was about to scold you for telling lies when he saw Ma Liu hand over another small porcelain bottle and said:
"This donkey demon died from a broken head and all his brain matter was lost. Please help me report it."
Lei Peng's face turned cold, and he reached for the whip behind his waist.
In the entire pickpocketing department, except for the mysterious boss, he is the biggest. No pickpocket has dared to deceive him like this so far. It seems that there will be another whipped soul today.
"My lord, please take a look."
At this moment, Ma Liu opened the small porcelain bottle, gestured to the fresh brains inside, and quickly closed the bottle cap.
After the brain fluid has been drained out and it cannot be handed over, no one can find fault.
And this small porcelain bottle can be left behind naturally.
Lei Peng changed his face very quickly. He went from gloomy to happy in just a moment. He laughed, took the porcelain bottle and said:
"Pony, you are so handsome. There is a certain reason. Among all the pickpockets, I think you have the most future."
He has been working as a captain in the Papi Division for five years. He has relied on mountains and rivers, and has often enriched his own pockets.
But the demon's brain is a key material. Taking it for a long time can enlighten you to wisdom. The boss is keeping a close eye on it, so he has never tasted it a few times.
"It's all because of Lieutenant Lei's care that Ma Liu can survive today."
It was Lei Peng who had the final say as to what monsters were sent to the twelve steakhouses.
If he intends to harm someone, he doesn't need to do it himself. He just needs to send the corpse of a powerful demon to keep the pickpocket from seeing the sun the next day.
Lei Peng said with admiration in his eyes:
"Xiao Ma, you are well versed in the ways of the world. You will definitely be able to move to Grill No. 1 someday. However, this donkey demon is not a powerful character. How could you think of offering it up?"
"The villain is proficient in the art of divination, and figured out that this donkey demon was a good person, but died unjustly. Killing this kind of demon will cause great resentment, so I have to sacrifice it first so that the donkey demon can enjoy the incense."
"I see."
Lei Peng nodded to express his understanding.
There are all kinds of weird and weird people in the Papi Division. They have no skills and secrets, so they definitely can't eat this Papi rice.
After receiving the benefit, he also said with dignity:
"Since this monster is a kind creature and his organs are of little value, let's leave his body intact. I will throw it into the scrap pile tonight and take it out. I will dig a separate pit outside the city and bury it. It can also be considered as buried in the ground."
"Thank you, sir."
After chatting for a while, Lei Peng stuffed the small porcelain bottle into his arms and turned to leave.
"Cough cough cough..."
Ma Liu coughed a few times, feeling hungry, and ate the snacks on the table.
After chewing a few mouthfuls, I suddenly heard a noise outside the grill.
When I opened the stone door and took a look, I was suddenly sweating.
I saw Lei Peng condescendingly trampling a pickpocket under his feet, whipping his whip fiercely and cursing:
"You're a devilish demon who has practiced bloodthirsty magic skills to the point where I'm a skin-picking division."
Several black-armored warriors broke into Grill No. 10 and carried out a demon corpse. The flesh and blood were shriveled and skinny and bones. At first glance, it seemed that the blood had been sucked out.
"Sir, spare your life!"
The pickpocket was beaten to pieces and begged.
There are barbs on the black whip, and every time the whip is struck, it will stir up flesh and blood, causing the wounds to fly with foam.
"Steakhouse No. 10, closed!"
Following Lei Peng's order, the door of the pickpocket was locked, directly condemning the pickpocket to death.
Unless suitable manpower is found in the future, or a pickpocket at the bottom of the rankings takes over, Steakhouse No. 10 will not open its doors again.
The pickpocket knew that he was in doom, and with a fierce look on his face, he struck Lei Peng in the face with a sudden palm, causing strong winds to surge around him.
"How brave!"
Lieutenant Lei roared loudly, and a terrifying aura burst out. His mighty body was like a tall fighting machine, his huge fists tore the air, and exploded in the air.
Fist and palm fight!
"Boom Ka——"
The pickpocket screamed, and his arm exploded with a bone-shattering sound.
The whole person also flew out and smashed against the stone wall.
From seeing Lei Peng cracking his whip to the fight between the two sides, it happened in a split second, so fast that Ma Liu couldn't react.
By the time he came to his senses, Pickpocket No. 10 had slipped down from the wall, his head tilted, and he was no longer breathing.
Human life is like grass, nothing more than that!
"Towed away!"
Lei Peng spoke coldly, and two black-armored warriors immediately dragged the body away, while the other two cleaned up the blood on the ground.
Within a minute, the spacious corridor returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.
When the pickpockets watching the show saw Lei Peng's fierce eyes, they all retreated to their rooms with guilty consciences.
The same goes for Ma Liu.
He would not feel that he could be treated differently just because he bribed Lei Peng.
Relying on favor leads to arrogance, which leads to death!
After closing the stone door and looking at the thin body of the little donkey demon on the desk, Ma Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was glad that he had a righteous heart and did not suck the donkey demon into a mummy.
Otherwise, with Lei Peng's violent character, even if he was given his brains, he would still be dead.
After all, if he killed Ma Liu, the little porcelain bottle of brains would also belong to Lieutenant Lei!
With lingering fear in his heart, Ma Liu bowed and bowed:
"Brother Donkey saved my life, I deserve this tribute!"
He lit three more sticks of incense and stuck them in the stove to ensure that the incense would continue to burn. He replaced the tributes with new ones. Only then did Ma Liu realize that his sweat had already soaked through his cotton robe.
“Don’t be greedy or careless in your future actions!”
