Speciesism is not Allowed

This is the anti-theft chapter "Hello, hello." Wang Han smiled and took Fu Li and others to his office. After closing the door, he respectfully let Zhuang Qing sit in the VIP seat and faced all the people in the management office. He All are very polite.

Most of the people in the management office have met Fu Li, but this is the first time that the old man in a sun suit has seen him. As a hotel security guard, he sat in the corner and was very professional and did not speak.

"Mr. Zhuang, you came here on purpose today, is ..." Wang Han thought about his recent work carefully. It seems that there is nothing worthy of the boss in the management office to come to him in person. This hotel does not belong to the employment assistance point of the cultivation industry. Except Fu Li is a demon repair, everyone in the enterprise is an ordinary human. As for this Fu Li, it was the uncle's ancestor that called him, and then he arranged a position, and according to the principle of employment assistance in the cultivation industry, he was paid a full-time salary.

"It's nothing. I heard that Mr. Wang's meals here are good. Several of us came over for dinner." Lao Huang smiled. "We just remembered that Wang is always the owner of this hotel and wanted to call you for dinner. They are all my colleagues in the field of cultivation. Contact your feelings. "

"You're welcome." Wang Han was even more worried when he saw the appearance of Lao Huang Xiaoxi. In the whole cultivation world, who doesn't know that Huang Can, who is in the management department, is best at flickering people, saying that the living is dead, and the dead is heaven.

"Where and where." Lao Huang turned to look at Fu Li, with a look of joy, "You just saved Mr. Fu, our two colleagues in the management office. Fortunately, I will."

Fu Li, who was sitting in the corner, looked up, and said to Lao Huang's face with a bright smile, he said, "Are you going to give me thank you?"

"Haha." Lao Huanggan laughed, "Mr. Fu is so advanced, wouldn't it be tacky to talk about this in front of you?"

"It's okay, I don't mind this." Fu Li waved his hand. "Not to mention that my cultivation is ordinary, not worthy of the word."

Sitting next to Lao Huang, Chu Yu's neck shrank, and he was almost killed by the painter last night. He almost didn't know the word "ordinary".

"Mr. Fu," Zhuang Qing stared at Shang Fuli. "Today, I have something to ask for."

Wang Han was surprised to hear beside him, what was the skill of Fu Li who came to his hotel to be a security guard, so that Zhuang Qing could use the word "qiu". Did he recruit a big man to be a security guard at the hotel.

For a moment, he didn't know if he should be complacent or afraid.

"Mr. Zhuang, please." Although Fu Li didn't like the slick and shaggy creatures, but seeing Zhuang Qing's profound merit and being very motivated, he didn't have much prejudice against him.

"I know that Mr. Fu is a demon who has been cultivated for thousands of years, so I want to ask Mr. Fu to solve a doubt for us." Zhuang Qing's expression became serious, as a golden dragon who secretly complied with the National Games, although he was sullen to Zhu. The "Evil Emperor" was wrong, but still kept secretly alert.

When he was born, the demon world had gradually faded. With the advancement of human science and technology, mankind is more and more advocating freedom and creativity, and there is no much awe for ghosts and gods. The current management office is the symbol of the peaceful coexistence of human beings in the cultivation community. If the demon emperor is chaotic in this world, it will not only break the current balance, but may even bring about huge disasters.

All beings are innocent, and they should n’t be in trouble.

"Mr. Zhuang, please." Seeing Zhuang Qing so serious, Fu Li also sat up straight.

"Mr. Fu has heard the legend of the demon emperor?"

"Evil Emperor?" Fu Li carefully observed Zhuang Qing's face and determined that he was not joking before he said, "You are talking about the demon emperor in the world?"

Zhuang Qing did not speak.

"That's probably all made up by human beings." Fu Li worked hard to dig into his brain with not much knowledge. "The mountain where I live is relatively biased. The name of the king in the mountain is Gangi King, and his character is very generous. I Hearing that the demon kings each have their own territories, and sometimes conflicts arise because they compete for human sacrifices, but they have not heard of the name of the demon emperor. "

"Mr. Fu is not concealed, and I have never heard of the prestige of the demon emperor." Lao Huang sighed, "but Zhu Zhuan vowed, it seems that the demon emperor will soon come to earth and be a scourge."

"I wonder if Mr. Fu can accompany us to the management office and see Zhu tired." Zhuang Qing added, "There is a subsidy."

Fu Li's eyes lightened a bit, and he turned to look at Wang Han: "Boss, will you deduct your salary during work?"

The sight of the house fell on Wang Han.

Poor Wang Han, a junior in the cultivation industry, can't afford to pay so much attention: "Why are you serving the people? Don't deduct wages or deductions. I will give you bonus this month."

Fu Li immediately relieved his heart and looked at Zhuang Qing again: "Then let's go."

"No, boss, we are not here to gather ..." Chu Yu whispered.

"Practitioners should have cut off their appetite and entered Pigu Avenue." Zhuang Qing stood up, "Let's go."

"Rare Mr. Zhuang came to the next hotel, and also asked Mr. Zhuang to appreciate the next thin noodles, so that Mr. Zhuang would have a light meal." Wang Han said, "please rest assured that the dishes are all Linggu Lingcai from the cultivation world, absolutely Green vegetables that are free from harmful substances such as pesticides and fertilizers. "

Zhuang Qing stopped and nodded coldly: "Since Mr. Wang is so kind, that Zhuangmou is ashamed."

"Yes, yes, everyone, please follow me." Wang Han was very pleased to see that the big brothers in the true world were willing to stay for dinner, and Jun Xiu's face creased.

Fu Li leaned on the face of the management office, and then ate a meal. After the meal, he whispered to Chu Yu, who was closest to him, "Well, do you count as a mass benefit?"

Chu Yu drank the pure natural fruit juice, and smiled and said, "We are called to be kind but difficult to disappoint the people." He put down the cup, "Yes, benefactor, I forgot to tell you something." He made special The matter of welfare assistance told Fu Li, "This procedure is very fast. You fill it out this month, and the welfare payment will start next month."

This can also be regarded as a means of comforting the country. Money is not important. It is important for them to see that the country respects them. Most of these old monsters who have lived for thousands of years are cultivated in depth. If they are close to humans, it is also a win-win situation in some special times.

"Uh-huh, I'll fill it out later." Fu Lixizi asked, "I'll hit the money directly on my card, or will I go to the management office?"

"This is the information age, so I need you to run it yourself." Chu Yu said, "What is your mobile phone number, I will notify you when the application is approved."

"If there is a problem, it's enough to use thousands of miles to transmit voice. Why is a foreign object like a cell phone?" Fu Li thinks that the phone's call function is very similar to that of thousands of miles.

Chu Yu: ...

"Benefactor, the voice of a thousand miles ... not every practitioner can." For example, he would not.

"What about flying amulets?" Fu Li felt that he should lower his demands on the current practice world.

Chu Yu continued to shake his head.

"Then ... by thing?"

Chu Yu still just shook his head, so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head.

"What else do you guys have?"

Chu Yu said blankly.

"Fortunately, there are few monsters now, and people are all kind." Fu Li sighed. "It must be placed thousands of years ago. Little monsters like you can stay in the world of human beings, and they can only live for three months."

"Have you been to the human world before?" Chu Yu felt that this topic could not be carried on anymore, and continued to talk, he might as well change back to the prototype and let the chef make him a plate of braised fish.

"No, Gangi said that human beings are in serious crisis, and Buddhism and Buddhism are also responsible for killing demon monks. I am low and I do n’t dare to go out." Fu Li himself was also a bit embarrassed. Seeing that the world is good, I dared to walk out. "

Chu Yu thought desperately, how weak are the practitioners of this session, so that the monsters who did not dare to go out of the mountain think they ca n’t do it?

After dinner, the group rushed back to the management office, and Zhuang Qing took the sign directly and left the place where Zhu Gan was detained.

After being detained for half a month, Zhu Yan's arrogance disappeared a lot, especially after seeing Zhuang Qing, he immediately behaved like a rabbit.

"Zhu tired, what is the rumored demon emperor look like?"

"It is said that Lord Demon Emperor has wings on his back, wearing gold armor, eyes as big as a sun, noses like a **** cow, feet on red clouds, and a body as big as a mountain, and it can shake the mountains and rivers in one shout ..."

Fu Li whispered: "It's strange to have a bull's nose, isn't it just the Dragons?"

Zhuang Qing turned to look at him silently.

Fu Li: ...

Silence is the best dialogue.

As soon as the train arrived, an old man asked loudly who saw his handbag. The passengers were in a hurry, and some people left without looking back. Some people would look at him with pity, but they would not stop for him.

The old man's skin was dark, and his face was covered with wrinkles from years of wind and frost. His clothes were washed white, and even his burrs were rubbed, and he could see that life was not rich. His cry led to the security of the station, who was worried that the old man could get angry with his body, and helped him sit down beside him. Among the busy crowd, someone handed a packet of napkins, and someone handed over a bottle of water. They were still in a hurry and had no time to look back.

Eraizi stood in the distance and watched the excitement for a while, then turned around and went to follow the flow of people. Before taking two steps, she was patted on the shoulder. He was stiff and ran forward without looking back.

"Run?" The man in a suit and tie kicked his back with a kick, and he hit the wall uncontrollably, dropping a few wallets on his body.

Seeing that the matter was revealed, Er Laizi couldn't help crying, and even crawled and tried to escape from the scene, but he didn't know the handsome appearance, the hair was neatly neat, and what an elite man looks like. He could be crushed with one foot, he couldn't even climb.

"You all stole the money of the old man, and you are not afraid of harming Yinde?" Zhuang Qing lifted the thief off the ground and handed it over to the security guard. By the way, he also kept the wallet and mobile phone on the ground. One of the small bags wrapped in a plastic bag was particularly conspicuous. He patted the dust on it and turned to walk to the old man.

"Uncle, is this yours?"

The old man took the plastic bag and opened it tremblingly. There were a few red notes in it, and the others were dozens of denominations. There was a lot of money in fact, not much money.

"Thank you, thank you!" The old man moved so much to thank Zhuang Qing, and even the people were applauded with excitement.

Zhuang Qing squeezed away to see the lively crowd, shook her brand-name suit, and walked out of the train station hall.

"Boss, don't you take a taxi?"

"Do not hit."

"Handsome guy, don't go to Dongcheng, go to Dongcheng seventy-five and send the package to the door."

"Don't go."

Zhuang Qing ignored many drivers of business, searched around, walked towards a black car, knocked on the window door, the window opened, and stretched out a smooth head: "Boss, you are finally back. "

"The train is late." Zhuang Qing threw the suitcase into the back seat of the car, pulled in the car door and sat in, then frowned: "How can a cultivator enjoy it and turn off the air conditioner?"

He bald and looked back at Zhuang Qing: "Boss, it's the end of the month. Our department's travel expenses have not been used up this month. Would you like to pick it up like this?"

"What does this have to do with slamming the door?" Zhuang Qing looked sullen. "The practitioner is not afraid of the cold and the heat, it is the road!"

"But I'm just a fish afraid of the heat ..."

Suddenly a horrible coercion struck him, and Bald swallowed and drove his air conditioner: "You're right, I have to overcome biological instincts to be a powerful practitioner."

"Um." Zhuang Qing closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, her handsome appearance was like a god-made, perfect flawless.

The car drove halfway, and there was a traffic jam on the road. Under the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees, the two people in the car did not even sweat at all, as if the sun was hanging in the sky, but there were not many temperature light bulbs.

"The evil demon you reported to me a few days ago, caught it?"

"Catch it." Chu Yu's character swallowed up, and the traffic jam was halfway, and there was no response. "It was caught by Zhang Kena's kid, and it is said that there was an expert to help him. Now the whip is still tied to the demon. We do n’t have enough cultivation, otherwise we rush him and wait for you to come back. "

Speaking of this, Chu Yu couldn't help but said, "Boss, why did you come back by train?"

"There are no plane flights over here."

"Then you get to the maritime city, you can directly transfer to the plane and come back." Chu Yu patted a little buttocks again, "If it weren't for any radar electronic eyes everywhere now, based on your repair, fly from overseas Coming back is nothing more than a blink of an eye. "

The car was quiet for a moment, Zhuang Qing slowly said, "The air tickets from the maritime city to here are not reimbursed."

Chu Yu: "..."

In the hospital, Peng Hang saw Fu Li simply and rudely throw a piece of something with a weird color into the cup, but poked twice with a spoon, poured water, and was ready to take it to the ward for the patient to drink. Take the pull away: "Comrade, give people a drink with fake and inferior medicines. If something goes wrong, you will go to jail."

"But this is the real medicine." Fu Li drew away Peng Hang's hand. "A gentleman promises that he weighs more than a thousand pounds. I promise something and never regret it."

This young man is afraid of being stupid?

"He has a malignant tumor in his stomach, and it can't be cured with any kind of flowers and plants." Peng Hang caught up and pulled Fu Lijiao. "Dude, don't make a joke. This is left to our police to deal with, I I have already spoken with the bureau by phone, and will help this person to contact her place of residence and charity unit, and try to apply for a special relief money. Do n’t make a mess, you ca n’t bear responsibility if something happens. ”

Fu Li hesitated. He has hardly had any contact with humans in recent years. In recent years, he occasionally went to human society to peek at "News Broadcast" at human homes. In the event of a change in the physique of a human being, it seems possible to take these medicines without effect.

Who knows that the door of the tea room was suddenly opened, and the black and thin woman who was about to jump off the building just saw Fu Li's handful of medicinal scented cups. She grabbed it with one hand and turned to run to the ward.

"Ah, wait!" Peng Hang was so anxious that he wanted to step forward to stop the woman, but was stopped.

"Don't worry, just in case it works."

"In front of human life, nothing happens!" Peng Hangqi shouted angrily, "It is only a child lying on the bed!" He pushed away Fu Li and strode up.

Fu Li bowed his head inexplicably and glanced at the hand that was pushed away. He had seen the catcher in the human world before. Are those catchers so bold?

No one can underestimate the power of a mother in despair. When Peng Hang chased to the ward, the medicine was already half drunk by the child, but he didn't know if it was his illusion. He felt that the fake medicine really smelled good, maybe it was Let's put in some flavors that are not good for the human body.

Seeing the woman's full of anticipation, Peng Hang couldn't tell if it was a fake medicine. He turned his head and gave a gesture to his colleagues, asking them to call the doctor. In case of something, they had time to be rescued.

The attending doctor was scared when he heard that someone had given unknown medicine to the patient. He threw away the box lunch that had just two bites, and ran all the way to the ward. It ’s not that they made a fuss. It happened before that the family members of the patient heard about some recipes and tried it for the patient. As a result, the patient was too late to be rescued and his life was gone.

Panting to the door of the ward, the attending doctor holding the door frame without breathing evenly before hearing the nine-year-old patient talking.

"Mom, my stomach doesn't seem to hurt so much."

The attending doctor thought, is there any painkiller in the medicine? Now these medical scammers are really not a good thing. All they do is kill the thousand swords and kill the grandchildren. He took a few breaths and went to the bed to do a basic examination of the child patient. His heart and lungs were normal, his pulse was normal, and his pupils did not have any abnormal symptoms. Then he pressed the patient's abdomen lightly, and the patient did not show any painful expression.

"What did you eat for your child?" The attending doctor looked at the thin and small woman in front of her. The woman shook her head blankly, and looked back outside the door, but did not see the young man just now.

What about people?

Peng Hang shook his head, some couldn't remember when the young man had just left.

"Boss!" Chu Yu who drove suddenly changed his face, and said to the man in the back seat of the car, "Did you smell it ?!"

His body is a fish, and his sense of smell is not great, but this rich meat and ganoderma taste is difficult for him to ignore.

Zhuang Qing, who had closed her eyes and opened her eyes slowly, opened her eyes, turned her head to stare at the hospital next to her, and whispered: "Too old ..."

Meat Ganoderma is cooked for a thousand years and can cure all diseases. But most people or demons are blessed. Those who eat too old are seriously ill and difficult to treat, and those whose lives are severe are ruined. Over time, there has been a rumor in the world that if someone has bad luck, someone will laugh at the other person if they have committed too old.

But the smell of Taisui he smelled was strange. There was no resentment, no evil spirit, and even no cause and effect.

Nowadays, the cultivation of cultivators is in decline. The generation of cultivators is inferior to one generation. Whoever has such an old age without cause and effect will certainly be sought after by countless people, and how can they come out so easily.

The taste of Tai Sui spreads quickly, but disappears in a matter of minutes.

Zhuang Qing was not a person who hadn't seen good things, so she soon lost interest in such things.

"Well, it's not easy for our fellow demons now." Chu Yu turned back from shock and pointed to the young man who picked up the water bottle at the hospital entrance. "They have all fallen into the point of picking up plastic bottles for money."

Looking up, Zhuang Qing saw a young man in a T-shirt picking up a mineral water bottle and throwing it into a plastic pocket he was carrying.

"You don't practice well. If you get fired from the department, you have to work with him."

The smell of dragon?

Fu Li looked up at the scorching sun. The previous dragon passed by. If it was found that the local weather was hot, it would drop a few drops of rain and bring Gan Lin to the people.

Even the virtue of rain in Longxing was forgotten.

It's really not as good as one generation.

After the meeting, Fu Li vaguely heard the words "little white face" and "accompany one to sleep". When he turned over, these people did not speak again. All manager Bao came over and patted him on the shoulder, smiling, "Xiao Fu, Xiao He's wife gave birth to a child, and you help him tonight."

It's a matter of racial reproduction, and Fu Li agreed not to want it.

The manager laughed more happily. The newcomer was practical and willing, and obedient. Being a superior leader was naturally satisfied. 2k novel reading network