I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

What the hell?

Extremely easy to conquer?

This old lady has one foot in the ground.

Li Ang's hand holding the coffee cup trembled violently, and the scalding coffee almost spilled.

His heart was pounding. He quickly put the cup down on the coffee table and looked up at the person opposite him in shock.

The old lady gracefully picked up her coffee and took a small sip.

His gaze pierced through the rising steam and landed on Li Ang's face.

She noticed Li Ang's loss of composure, raised an eyebrow, tilted her head slightly, and asked in a gentle tone:

"What's wrong, young man? Don't you like the coffee?"

Li Ang's mind was buzzing, and he quickly forced himself to calm down:

"No, no, it's delicious. Thank you, madam, your cooking is truly superb."

"That's good."

The old lady put down her cup, leaned forward slightly, and gently tapped her knee with her fingers.

She was wearing a soft cashmere cardigan today, with a low neckline.

You can clearly see the collarbone inside.

However well she takes care of herself, she's still an old lady in her seventies or eighties!

How could Li Ang possibly bring himself to do it!

System, you're a fucking beast!

Li Ang secretly made up his mind that unless Fiona's condition suddenly worsened in a short period of time and he was truly desperate, he would never wrong himself.

The old lady suddenly sighed softly:

"It's so good to be young. You have inexhaustible energy, and you make a lot of noise when you do things, so loud that even the people downstairs can hear it clearly."

Li Ang almost spat out the coffee in his mouth.

Even with his thick skin, he couldn't remain unmoved upon hearing these words.

Li Ang choked and coughed violently.

Seeing this, the old lady couldn't help but laugh, and giggled like a little girl.

"Take it easy, young man. Oh, when I was your age, I knew a boy just like you—sunny, handsome, and full of youthful energy. Oh my god, that was such an unforgettable memory. I really wish I could relive it."

The hairs on the back of Li Ang's back stood up instantly.

The old lady's implication was far too obvious!

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt like prey being targeted by a prehistoric behemoth.

I couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't be nervous, child. I'm just reminiscing about the past. You know, when people get old, they can't help but reminisce."

The old lady seemed quite pleased with Li Ang's reaction after she teased him.

She suppressed a laugh, her gaze fixed unabashedly on Li Ang, and hinted again:

"Sigh, I made a mistake when I was young, and God punished me by making me infertile. Now, I have nothing but money. These cats are my only companions. But these cats can't talk, and the house is so big, I'm so lonely."

Li Ang could only pretend to be stupid and dared not reply, for fear of causing the old lady to have any misunderstanding.

This submissive appearance only fueled the old woman's desire.

She put down her coffee cup, leaned forward slightly, and her large blue eyes shone with an eerie light.

"Child, have you ever thought... that older women might be more experienced and know better how to make you feel good?"

Li Ang felt a chill run down his spine.

He jumped up and spoke rapidly:

"Madam, I suddenly remembered I have something urgent to attend to and I have to go! The coffee was delicious, thank you! Goodbye!"

Without waiting for the old lady's response, Li Ang staggered towards the door.

He frantically opened the door, rushed inside, and slammed it shut with a loud bang.

Li Ang, who was walking on the road, finally calmed down and checked the rewards he had received from the system.

It was indeed the same gold nugget as last time.

He was overjoyed. Now that he had money, he was no longer as stingy as before, reluctant to take the subway.

Li Ang went to the same gold shop as before and exchanged $1,600 in cash with the Indian manager, Salia.

Having worked together before, Salia was incredibly attentive this time, showering Li Ang with compliments and addressing him as "Mr. Li" repeatedly, almost making him swoon.

After receiving the money, Li Ang went to the bank's self-service ATM and deposited all the money into his bank card.

After doing all this, Li Ang did not go home.

Instead, they went to the rat hole under the Jerome Avenue subway station again.

Li Ang entered the cave later than he did yesterday with Tribeck and his group of high school students.

Entering now, the scene inside the cave is far more chaotic than yesterday.

Fortunately, Elmer, the Black drug dealer veteran, remained in the same position.

He remained like a ghost, huddled at the corner of the exit connecting to the subway station.

He was still lying on that dirty, dark green military jacket.

Hearing footsteps, Elmer slightly raised his head and immediately reached his right hand into the inside pocket of his jacket.

Li Ang had excellent eyesight and keenly observed Elmer's movements.

He was startled and quickly stopped a few steps away, taking the initiative to greet him:

"Hey, sir, it's me. We just met yesterday afternoon."

Elmer narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Ang silently for a few seconds:

"Okay, kid, I recognize you. But why are you all alone? Where are your friends in those idiot t-shirts? Didn't they organize a party in this rat hole today?"

Li Ang already knew a lot about their club activities from his casual chat with Emily yesterday, and upon hearing this, he replied without hesitation:

"Sir, their club activity day is every Wednesday. If you miss them, I will pass on the message, and they will definitely come next Wednesday."

"But, the municipal construction team will have this area sealed off by next Wednesday. Let them come here and see what happens!"

The enthusiasm that Elmer had just put on vanished instantly.

He seemed to have taken some enhancement drugs, appearing somewhat irritable, but he still tried to be patient and said to Li Ang:

"Then what are you doing here alone? Are you planning to bring some desserts for your friends after school?"

Li Ang shook his head and said:

"No, sir."

Elmer was somewhat speechless, raised an eyebrow, and said in an even more impatient tone:

"Is that what you want? How much do you want? Considering how generous your rich friends were yesterday, I can give you a discount."

Li Ang shrank back and said:

"No, sir."

Elmer's expression turned completely cold.

He looked Li Ang up and down, his eyes darting around like he was eyeing an inconspicuous stray dog ​​on the roadside.

"It's neither this nor that, so what the hell are you here for? To offer comfort? To visit lonely elderly people? Save your breath, kid. I only accept money here, not your useless sympathy."

"Sir, I'm not here to help you."

Li Ang feigned just the right amount of nervousness and cautiously said:

"Quite the opposite is true. I've come here to ask for your help."

Elmer paused for a moment.

He then couldn't help but burst into wild laughter.

The laughter was dry and filled with sarcasm.

"Help you? Kid, are you high on drugs or still half asleep? Help you? Get lost while I'm in a good mood."

"Please help me, sir! I really need your help right now!"

Li Ang pulled out Fiona's medical record, which he had prepared beforehand, from his pants pocket, timidly handed it forward, and continued to plead:

"Sir, I lost both my parents when I was young, and my adoptive sister, whom I depend on for survival, is now suffering from kidney failure. I need money for treatment, I need a lot of money! Yesterday afternoon I saw you easily earn tens of thousands of dollars, sir. Please help me, I want to work for you!"

Elmer didn't even glance at it twice, and said coldly:

"Hey kid, this isn't an orphanage, Old Man Elmer's place. I make money because I'm awesome. As for what you're talking about, what's it to me? You should go ask the Federation for help, go cry to those idiots in suits and ties."