My life can't be a harem game!

Moreover, he was already wealthy at the beginning, and there were many demi-humans among the upper class he came into contact with. Sometimes, even the elegant and gentlemanly demi-human women would fall in love with him and invite him to spend a wonderful night together. It was indeed an extremely wonderful night. He actually had the opportunity to taste the flesh and blood of demi-humans and understand the strong and fierce pulse of life...

But what does the devil species taste like?

Albert had thought about this question when he was eating the demi-humans. As a qualified gentleman, he had read a lot of books and knew that in the era of the brave, the combat effectiveness of the demi-humans was several times that of humans, while the combat effectiveness of the demons was about three times that of the demi-humans. Some of the stronger demons could even rely on their talents to easily kill demi-humans that were dozens of times their own number. They were extremely powerful and terrifying, and completely lived up to the word "demon".

The bodies of the demons in the museum are totally unworthy of reference. I tried to take a bite of one, and it tasted terrible. It lost moisture and all that. It was really, really terrible...

"A living demon?" Albert first murmured this possibility, but when he thought of Neil's identity, he rejected it, "No, even if the leader of mankind is incompetent, he has not reached this level. He should be... a mixed-blood."

At this point, Neil, who was standing, couldn't help but admire him. As a human being, as the darkest and dirtiest existence in a peaceful society, maybe this guy was completely unqualified, but in other aspects, whether it was IQ or anything else, he could definitely be considered top-notch.

It wasn't hard to infer that he was a mixed-blood after showing that his devil wings had been [Whipped in Pain], but the hard part was his calm brain that was always thinking.

Sinner, a dirty word, a group of people who are not recognized by the world, but what cannot be denied is that hackers, fraudsters, cannibals, crazy politicians... and other words silently prove to the world that anyone who is qualified to commit such a serious crime can be regarded as talented.

A talent for networks, a talent for languages, an instinct for fighting, and a mastery of controlling human nature...

After dying once, when they appear in the world for the second time, these sins appear in a more intuitive state on these sinners.

"I want to eat you. I want to eat you skin and bones. I want to eat your beautiful body all of it!"

"That's a nice and enthusiastic look, but unfortunately, I already have someone in my heart."

The trajectory of the whip formed a vast net that enveloped him. Albert was not willing to be outdone. He let out a long roar to the sky and attacked Neil with his fists. The battle officially began.

It was indeed a tough battle at the beginning, but Albert was no fool. He quickly recovered from the initial shock, carefully analyzed the opponent's abilities, and realized something little by little.

About three minutes later, he, who had been screaming in pain from the whipping, took the initiative to attack. When Neil was swinging the whip, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the long whip that was causing him pain.

"Sure enough, your attack doesn't cause damage as soon as it touches."

Holding the black whip in his hand, Albert smiled weakly and ferociously. At this moment, he looked normal on the surface, but only he knew how painful he was. In just three minutes, he was whipped at least a hundred times by the girl in front of him. His body was fine, but his soul was wailing non-stop...

It does not hurt the body, but only the soul. This is the characteristic of this long whip. However, if it is not whipped on the body with sufficient acceleration, or is prevented in advance, the characteristic of hurting the soul will not work.

Holding the whip, Albert did not rely on his height and strength to try to pull Neil over. Instead, he roared and pounced on her again with the whip in his hand.

The pounce was fierce and without the harassment of the whip, the speed was incredibly fast. In an instant, Albert was less than one meter in front of Neil. His five pure white fingers flashed with miserable cold light as they dug into Neil's chest.

There's absolutely no way to dodge it this time.

Albert was absolutely sure that his opponent had no way of avoiding it. No matter whether he dodged or defended, he would never be able to withstand this attack that combined all his strength!

Go to hell——!

Just as Albert had expected, Neil, who was approached, did not dodge, but raised his right hand high, and layers of black scales instantly covered it. The originally fragile arm instantly became thick and strong, and smashed on Albert's head like a mountain...

A huge explosion sounded, and after the dust settled, Neil was still smiling. He pulled his fist away from Albert's head without a trace of dust, looked at his twisted and deformed head and the body that was gradually dissipating from below, and said with a little helplessness.

"You want to compete with me in fighting? You'd better go back to your mother's womb and reshape yourself three times first. I'm a woman who fought with those female monsters and survived. How could I lose?"

Female monster, are you talking about yourself...

Albert grinned with difficulty, but his remaining consciousness made him keep his pupils open. He stared at the devil-like female star, smiling with an unsure whether it was sadness or mockery.

Just like before, I still left some regrets before I died, but it’s really good, I didn’t leave any regrets…

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The criminals still have their own relics from their first life, and their skeletons, after their bodies have completely turned into skeletons, are still kept in prisons in various countries and regions, waiting to be awakened.

And when the second life ends, the sinners will leave nothing behind when they die.

There were no corpses, no objects, only wisps of black smoke representing evil slowly dissipating from the ground. It was not beautiful, but very dirty, reflecting their dirty and evil lives that they had never regretted.

I have never doubted myself, and have never been confused about the way forward. Even if I know it is wrong, even if continuing will definitely lead to destruction, I will still go on, as a sinner.

Killing one person is a crime, killing ten people is a demon, but killing a hundred people can make you a king.

The distance between a sinner and a hero is just a tiny bit.

His natural desire for cannibalism was aroused. If he was on the battlefield, he would be a hero who drank the blood of the enemy with a smile. He would be feared by the enemy and respected by his comrades. What Albert was wrong about was that he might have been born in the wrong era and had the wrong talent.

"If I fail one day, will I disappear silently like you? Or will there be anyone in this world who will still remember me..."

After defeating the ferocious ogre, Neil's face did not show any joy. Instead, he murmured to himself like in a dream, with a mature expression that did not match his age on his cute and beautiful little face.

No matter how popular you are now, and even if some people cry for you when you die, what does it matter? You are just a passer-by in the hearts of most people in this world. You may cry and shed tears for one or two days, but after a long time, many people will forget about you, right?

My own existence, my own deeds, how glorious I once was...

They have no right to blame them, and they even have to apologize to their fans. If they would cry when they died, then they didn't shed a single tear when they were gone.

After all, the world I live in is different from the world they live in. There is a huge difference between them. I don’t need people who forget about me after they are sad. What I need is someone who will remember me for the rest of his life even if they don’t shed tears after I die.

I gave him my whole life, and in exchange, he would have me to accompany him for the rest of his life.

but......

Looking at the few black marks on the ground, and the desire to eat himself that had not changed before he died, his eyes were full of desire, pure and lonely... The most painful thing in the world is not dying, but not having anyone remember you after you die.

"Life is like floating clouds, rest in peace."

Neil walked slowly past the place where Albert disappeared. He paused, then slapped his little face hard with his little hands, making his originally stiff face red. In an instant, he returned to the energetic Neil of the past.

"Then, in order to enjoy every minute and every second of my youth, let's go to the hotel to prepare for my first time with Fengxian!"

"Although the injury is serious, Fengxian seems to have eaten something called something, gene, gene... Anyway, I think it's very powerful. I will be healed soon. I have to go back before they find out that I ran out~~"

After thinking for a long time, Neil finally jumped high and disappeared into the night...

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How many illegal clinics are there in District 13?

In fact, there are quite a lot of them, hidden in the market. If you don't look for them specifically, it is generally impossible to find them. A large part of the survival of these black clinics comes from dealing with accidents after unprotected sex.

People cherish the life of their unborn children extremely, and the aging population is quite serious. Although the fees for painless abortions in large hospitals are not expensive, most of the regular hospitals in District 13 would prefer you to give birth to the baby rather than abort it if they can be persuaded... Regardless of the policy standards for hospitals or the moral instructions, they will not easily perform surgery until the last moment.

Being persuaded and blocked, the doctors in the hospital will also explain to people emotionally and rationally how much subsidy the government will give for having a child, and what special policies will be given when the child is raised to a certain age, and introduce jobs for free, etc...

Under these earnest persuasions, if he insisted, it would be like becoming a murderer, but if he did not insist, he might become a father in his teens. In District 13, due to the relatively early education of boys and girls, the trend of boyfriends and girlfriends has spread even in elementary schools. There are those who have tasted the forbidden fruit before junior high school, not to mention the people in society.

In order to avoid trouble, and even more so because they have no confidence in taking on so-called responsibilities and prefer a life of extravagance and debauchery, some unlicensed, unlicensed, and unlicensed black clinics have emerged, in order to meet the needs of customers who do not want to be persuaded, harassed, or have their decadent deeds known...

The saying that you only sell what you need is absolutely true, and this is especially true for these small clinics in the 13th arrondissement. Thanks to policies and the incompatibility of contemporary people's thinking, they have found a way to make money.

There is no rough outline of their distribution, including dark alleys, deserted basements, small rooms under overpasses, and even here... a small pharmacy next to a love hotel.

Arito Aoi was really curious, why the small clinics that he had complained about but could not find after dozens of investigations by the Patrol Police Headquarters were so easy to find, so easy to find that he actually had a piece of paper with the locations of five small clinics in his hand...

Put a smaller pillow inside your shirt, then walk into the store and say you were introduced by an acquaintance.

"Miss, it's 90,000 for painless. Sorry, no bargaining."

The salesperson at the drugstore counter said this expertly, looking up and down at the woman in the windbreaker, who was covered in dust, and said with emotion, "You are not young anymore, are you? You don't even know how to take extra insurance measures, and you still got the bid. As a woman, you should have some brains, and don't get the bid so easily."

Because generally people who come here do things they don't want outsiders to know about, their murderous intent will be relatively low-key. The gossipy salesperson at the front desk will also speak without restraint, and his words will be much sharper than when he speaks to other people.

I am not young anymore? I am not smart?

You Pengkui was so angry that veins popped out of his head. If he didn't want to reveal the fact that he was a policeman and came to this black clinic, he would really pull out his gun and point it at this long-tongued guy and tell him that there are certain things he can say and certain things he can't.

but.....

Must endure!

At least, before making sure that the danger to the protected target is over, you must not move too far away from the protected target, let alone attract unnecessary attention.

Although I don't quite agree with the boy, what he said does make sense and I have to listen to it.

"I need you to help treat him. After he is cured, I will give you 500,000 yen directly."

"Hmmmm eh?!"

It was not until Aritomo Aoi pulled the pillow out of her shirt that the salesperson at the front desk saw that there was a man lying on a cart behind her, with scars all over his body... It is not appropriate to describe him as a man, as there was still a hint of immaturity on his face. He should be less than 20 years old. If we are bold enough to infer, he might still be in school.

But his injuries were definitely not serious. At most, he had a few more small cuts and his face was a little paler, but he was still breathing. Five hundred thousand for a simple treatment - it's okay, it's a good deal!

But just when he was about to agree, the door behind him suddenly opened, and a middle-aged woman with revealing clothes and a seductive posture came out, smiling and said, "Sorry, our store is closed today, please go back."

"What, close the door!?"

Arito Aoi yelled in disbelief, pointing at the door, "You haven't even taken down the sign that says you're closed on 24th. It's only 9pm now, and you're closing already!?"

"Yes, that's right. It's said to be closed, but it's actually only closed to you, silly policewoman."

"Who are you calling stupid!?"

"I'm talking to whoever asked me."

"Wait a minute, I'm not a police officer."

Halfway through being angry, Aritomo Aoi realized that the other party had a look that showed he had completely seen through him, and he retorted eagerly.

Faced with her lame lie, her pair of narrow fox eyes narrowed slightly, and she gently pointed at Aritomo Aoi's waist, where a corner of the black gun handle was exposed.

"Miss Police Officer, this is a 016-style revolver that all police officers in District are equipped with. Although I am already over years old, my eyesight is very good. I know who the owner of this gun is better than anyone else."

Her tone was neither hurried nor slow, and she was not shaken at all by You Pengkui's identity as a police officer. In fact, a small clinic like hers would not be able to operate without someone behind the scenes. Now that You Pengkui has not yet entered the real inside and has not obtained absolute evidence, she has no need to be afraid.

Yes, this is an era of civilization and prosperity, so guilt is not allowed, but the premise is that there is evidence. Without evidence, everything can be false.

"Wait, although I'm a police officer, I'm not out on a mission this time... I am on a mission, but it's different from what you think. My companion is in danger. If you have medical equipment, please help me get treatment nearby." He was originally talking halfway, but he felt that if he didn't mention the mission, the relationship between the two would seem too ambiguous, so he changed his words.

However, this beautiful young woman in her thirties was not moved at all. She just laughed at Aritomo Aoi's words, gently took out a jade-colored dry cigarette from the front desk, and started smoking it.

At the end, Aritomo Aoi almost gave up hope completely. He was about to put a gun to the head of this hateful woman and force her to get treatment, when suddenly a tinkling music sounded from the trailer behind him.

And there is no doubt that this phone's ringtone was designed specifically for me, and it even calls out my name...

[Hurry up and check your phone, stupid Aoi——]

Hearing this, the young woman who was originally tempted to serve tea almost spit out her mouth. Is this what you say to a police officer? Even if he is a fool, he truly represents the national power of District 13. How can you be so contemptuous of him like this...

But something even more surprising happened. As the object of ridicule, although Aritomo Aoi's face turned red with anger, he still obediently picked up the phone and opened it.

[Since you heard this, it is most likely that I was defeated. It seems that I still underestimated the opponent's strength. What a mess. I was thinking that I could have a good time, but now it seems that I have failed. Go to the addresses I gave you earlier and ask if anyone is willing to treat my injuries first. If no one can help, then, then......]

At this time, Lu Fengxian, who was recording, was obviously a little conflicted, but he still said it in the end.

[Call... this number to find Ze Zhiyue and ask him to drive an ambulance the size of a small truck to help treat me. Although common sense tells me that he can't do it, my intuition tells me that common sense has never worked for him.]

【above! 】

When You Pengkui heard the last word, he couldn't help but show a little admiration. This is really considering everything, right? Even set a special broadcast time in the mobile phone, as long as the time is up, it will make a sound. If he still has no way to solve the dilemma at that time, then the phone number he gave will undoubtedly become the last straw to save his life.

Come to think of it, that guy slept with my sister for one night, but he didn't even give her his cell phone number - a real scumbag.

Just as You Pengkui was about to make a call, the sound of a loudspeaker came from the young woman sitting at the counter of the pharmacy next to him. The man's intense breathing and the woman's soft moans were heard from the other end of the phone.

They didn't talk much, and the call lasted only about ten seconds. The young woman, who had been indifferent to her, asked the salesperson at the counter to push Lu Fengxian to the back of the pharmacy without saying a word.

"I'll take some emergency measures on him first. I'll talk about the real treatment after Yue Jun comes."

The young woman's words made You Pengkui stunned. After about a second, he reacted and realized her identity; she was another mistress.

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ps; To be frank, I am dying of lolita control. This is the first time I have worked so hard that even my internal organs have stopped working [sleepy eyes]

ps; But no one can stop the lolita lovers from working so hard, even if you haven't actually reached the bounty, the lolita lovers will still work so hard, just for the readers' pleasure. [The dying lolita lovers are giving thumbs up]

19. Ze Zhiyue's exploration of reproduction [super long, hard and thick, lolita control is exploding]

What are high school students like?

Most of the time, they are wearing school uniforms, carrying school bags, and are either walking on the way to school or running to the commercial street, ready to enjoy their youth...

The times are progressing and changing, and the so-called students have also undergone significant changes, but, but...

"What's causing such a big change!?"

You Pengkui couldn't help but shout, pointing at the door, where a strong and handsome man was getting out of a luxury car worth more than 30 million US dollars. Both the muscles in his arms and his chest muscles were so charming and sexy, full of unique masculine charm.

A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle.

When he wears a school uniform, he looks handsome and energetic, but when he wears a white suit, he looks extremely dignified. It is impossible to imagine that he is a teenager who is still in school.

"Where is Fengxian?"