I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

What am I looking at! How can I look at it casually? I can't even move! Ackerman's pupils tremble violently, which represents the intense struggle in his heart at this moment.

He looked at the gentle and amiable smile of the bookstore owner, and felt the deep sarcasm and malice from it.

The eyes of the owner of the bookstore are like looking at a clown who throws himself into the net. The more it seems to be full of enthusiasm for welcoming guests, the higher it is.

This guy definitely saw through his disguise a long time ago! Because he just thought that the other party knew nothing, and pretended to be an ordinary guest.

"just looking around"

The owner of the bookstore answered in such a mocking way-sentence

"Just look around"

i He just wants to see the fear and helplessness in the eyes of this intruder. The meaning he wants to express is too clear-this is the naked intimidation and deterrence. Don't you want to see it casually? Then just look at it, I don't Stop you, you said you can't move? I'm sorry this is just an unintentional loss of my little pet. Ackerman has never suffered such humiliation.

Killing people is nothing but nodding, but the bookstore owner wants to punish his heart! But it is a pity that no matter how hard he tries to make himself move, it is useless.

The blue veins on his forehead were violent, and the stripes were open, and bloodshots appeared in the corners of his eyes. It can be said that he has exhausted all his strength.

He swears, assuming that under normal circumstances, his current strength is enough to smash all the buildings within the bookstore into the ground with a direct punch.

However, from the surface effect, he was stiff in place, keeping a posture and looking at the rose, without any other movement.

He was completely blocked by invisible power, so that he could not move at all.

Even more frightening is that Ackerman felt like he was

"Churn"

.

Something deep in the soul, being torn out by the eyes in that rose

"Swallow"

If you use a more vivid analogy.

He felt like a slender jelly, originally wrapped tightly in plastic packaging, but now he tore a hole and sucked it out

This is a very abstract feeling, but it makes him feel the fear deep in his bones, but what is even more frightening is that he can't stop it and can't catch the part he lost.

So he finally understood that it was not ether or some invisible force that made it immovable, and his strength did not decrease at all, nor did he feel any resistance.

What is holding him is the power of the heart that rose

"eye"

Telling him one by one

"Don't move! So he really doesn't move.

What is this? Ackerman was terrified at the moment. He looked at the rose, and his heart changed from anger and panic to powerlessness and even pleading. In this short minute, what he felt was despair. .

He couldn’t imagine that if he kept in this state until he died, the extraordinary physique of a destruction-level hunter allowed him to live for three months without eating or drinking. I am afraid that at the moment of death, only joy and joy will remain in his heart. relief

The owner of this bookstore must be a devil who plays with people's hearts! Ackerman shouted silently in his heart.

Lin Jie is in a very good mood today.

First, the seed he planted finally grew into a particularly beautiful red rose after seven days.

Although it seems a bit wrong to bloom in seven days, and the roses are obviously shrubs, it is strange that this thing has grown out of a single flower.

But since Miss Elf said it is a rare species, it must have its own characteristics.

Nowadays, many people want to raise some flowers and plants to cultivate their temperament, but in fact they raise what is dead. This flower variety, which grows fast and is easy to raise, may be its selling point.

And it really didn't say it was a rose, it might be another variety, but it looks alike-it's just a point i.e. another new visitor.

In the past few days, there have been no return visits by old guests, and no new guests have arrived.

There are faint signs of returning to the cold time of the previous door.

Although he thinks that kind of leisure time is also good, but who doesn't want to have-a group of people can talk about chicken soup and make a lot of money-pen i However, even if a group of people are attracted by the explosion, his bookstore is still cold Desolate and miserable.

Even the audiovisual store next door has more business, but he just froze-there is no one.

Let Lin Jie begin to reflect on whether it is time for the decoration of the bookstore to be on the agenda. In fact, he has been fighting for the decoration.

However, if you don't decorate one + can't attract customers one + no business one + no money-+ can't decorate.

This is an infinite loop! Oh, but it’s okay, isn’t there another guest here? As long as it develops, that’s his meat.

Lin Jie was very happy to welcome the new guests, and kept his usual enthusiasm high, his attitude was like spring-like warmth, but when the guests said that they wanted to look casually, in fact, the desire to buy is not high, he must think Way to stimulate-next.

Lin Jiezheng was thinking about it, and suddenly realized that the guests who just said and looked around had stopped by the counter for a long time.

n He looked at it with some doubts:"

This guest, is there anything else you would like to look forward to? Didn’t you say just take a look?"

The guest did not answer, his eyes fixed firmly on the counter.

Lin Jie followed his gaze and saw his rose potted plant.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and moved the flower to a place in front of him where the light could shine, and smiled:

"Do you also think the flowers I planted are very beautiful? He deliberately turned the front of the potted plants to the outside, so that the guests can better see this beautiful landscape.

Although his bookstore is a bit shabby, but in turn, thinking that if you can see such a beautiful flower in such a place, the effect is definitely more surprising than in a magnificent place.

Yan.

It seems that he didn't waste his thoughts!

As the position of the flowerpot moved, Ackerman and his staring eyes suddenly separated from the abyss.

He suddenly gasped as if he had released his restraints-he got angry, slapped his forehead, then looked pale and watched the flower right in front of the owner of the bookstore, turning that eyeball a few times. , Then turned back and hid among the petals.

Because of the sufficient light, Ackerman clearly saw this time that inside the bud that opened briefly, there were densely squirming eyeballs. He even wondered if he had hallucinations due to the injection of more dirty blood, but when he raised his head Seeing the warm smile of the bookstore owner, he knew it was not an illusion.

But the real purgatory.

Ackerman took a deep breath:

"It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful that he suddenly didn't want to get any Destruction-level certification at all, nor did he want to find Wilde. Those ambitions and desires disappeared. He just wanted to have a recliner and sit and think about the meaning of life.

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