Time: The third Friday in October br        //

Weather: 21~29℃.

Location: In a dim alley in V City.

The street in front was prosperous with bright lights and wine, but the alley behind was pitch black and dirty. A middle-aged man who described the despicable and drunkard dragged a struggling boy, laughed and dragged him into a corner that was invisible, and said in a temptation: "As long as you like me, I will feel very comfortable. Come on, let uncle touch it..."

The boy's voice was so anxious that he deformed: "Let go, let me go!"

The light outside could not shine in this corner at all. Only the middle-aged man's laughter and the boy's angrily struggled with terror. The sound of clothes tearing came one after another. Occasionally someone passed by, but he heard one ear, but he left indifferently without looking at it. The boy's voice became more and more desperate. Finally, a ray of light suddenly burst out from the dark corner with a scream. The sound of flesh falling to the ground and the sound of taking a breath of air conditioning were intertwined. The whole world seemed to be silent for a minute. Then, the boy took out his phone tremblingly, turned on the flashlight function and shone a frightened face and blood on the ground instantly came into his eyes. The phone fell to the ground with a "pop". The boy's pupils suddenly expanded, wanting to shout, but he was so frightened that he couldn't even shake his vocal cords.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the boy gradually recovered and realized clearly that he had killed someone and killed the other party in a strange way that could not be explained by science.

He looked at his hands and had no idea how the light just now appeared. However, he was very young and had received a lot of new knowledge. He vaguely realized the unusualness of this ability. If he was still staying at home and playing games and watching TV, he would probably have a surprise from the sky with his golden fingers, but at this moment, he could only fear the unknown.

"Another one..." A man's voice suddenly rang.

The boy jumped up like a rabbit because a beam of light hit him, illuminating this bloody and terrifying corner. He panickedly thought that he was about to be arrested...

But the voice said, "Shh, good boy, don't panic, you'll be fine."

The boy was stunned, raised his head and saw a blurry outline in the backlight. He couldn't see the other person clearly, and he could only vaguely feel that this was a very young man.

"Follow me." The man said so.

The boy finally found his voice and said uneasy: "Why, why?"

The man smiled softly, "Don't you want to escape from prison? Don't you want to know what your abilities are going on? Don't you want to protect yourself in the next danger?"

He said three questions on his face, each touching the boy's heart, and his thoughts were shaken in an instant.

The man bent his lips with satisfaction, "Come on, come with me, good boy, you are the descendants of the gods, destined to be brilliant..."

The man stretched out his hand to him, and a faint green light lit up on his palm. The boy looked at him and felt confused and put his hand on it. The next second, the man and the boy disappeared in this dark corner together, leaving only a hideous and terrifying corpse...

In the distance, the night was deep, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, and the Ling Security Bureau headquarters community was lonely, with only the traffic still on the bustling. Suddenly, a taxi stopped on the side of the road, a tall and handsome man walked down, and then went straight into the community gate. The outline of a huge formation flashed in the place where he passed. After confirming the identity of the person, he disappeared again in the gray ground without any special place.

The security guard who was standing guard outside the guard pavilion saw him with a wrong eye and immediately saluted: "Minister of the Imperial Palace!"

Feng Rong looked at him, nodded and said hello. Although he had no expression and did not say anything, he did not seem to be very idle. Another security guard poked his head out of the guard booth and plucked up his courage to greet him, "Director An has just returned from a business trip? Why didn't he ask Assistant Lin to pick you up?"

Feng Rong said carelessly: "I came back temporarily, it's too late, so I didn't call him."

After chatting casually for a few words, Feng Rong left first. The security guard didn't have the courage to really pull the Minister of the Law Enforcement Department to greet him. When Feng Rong left and disappeared, he secretly poked the friend who was standing guard and said, "Minister An is so calm, what the newspaper said should be fake, right?"

The little friend looked contemptuous to him: "The first beauty in the Shuanghuan Gate used to climb Minister Angry's bed and was thrown out by Minister Angry. Do you still believe the gossip?"

"Can it be the same now as before?" said the security guard. "The former Minister of Darkness was not in, like a stone without a crack. No one dared to touch a stone with him. Now the Minister of Darkness was pecked out of a hole by Assistant Lin. God knows what dirty tricks those people want to use to take advantage of loopholes!"

"..." The security guard who was standing guard rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to his unfair worries.

Feng Rong, who was discussed by them, had already walked downstairs where he was. He did not enter the elevator, but climbed the stairs to the fifth floor, so he was so relaxed that he did not even take a random shot. He glanced at the door of 502, thought about it, but did not knock on the door, but took out the key and entered his own 501. He had a short deal this time and went alone. Although he ignored Lin Yingkong's unreasonable trouble before going out, he rushed back as soon as he finished his work. He didn't ask someone to pick him up at night, thinking that he would see him tomorrow, and there was no need to disturb people's dreams.

The owner was not here, so the room was naturally dark. Feng Rong did not open the door as soon as possible. Instead, he touched the black shoes and changed them and walked in.

At this moment, in the dim room, the darkness on the sofa faded dramatically like a curtain, revealing a man's figure. Feng Rong was about to pour water. When he looked back, he was startled, and then turned on the light with a "splash" and said helplessly: "Why are you sleeping here?"

The man on the sofa was Lin Yingkong, who should have fallen asleep. He heard this, but he didn't answer, but stared at Feng Rong straight at him. There was no smile on his face, and his stern face looked a little sharp and cold. Feng Rong also asked casually, then drank the water and put the cup on the table. Then he found that Lin Yingkong had no response. He turned around in confusion and was stunned when he saw Lin Yingkong's appearance, "What happened?"

Lin Yingkong silently took out a daily newspaper of the supernatural community, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it over to him, "Minister, shouldn't you explain it to me?"

"What to explain?" Feng Rong was even more confused. He simply picked up the newspaper and took a closer look. The top of the newspaper was the entertainment page, and the half-sided face of a woman leaning against him was displayed. Whether it was the back or the side face, as long as anyone familiar could recognize it at a glance. Moreover, Feng Rong in the photo was wearing his iconic clothes in the Ling Security Bureau. The angle of the photo was also very clever. The delicate and beautiful woman was half lying in Feng Rong's arms. When she looked up at him, she looked admiring and enthusiastic, as if she was watching a great hero stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, saving her from water and fire.

The title of the news accompanied by this picture is also very exaggerated. The Minister of the Law Enforcement Department flew into Yanfu in his arms. Feng Rong couldn't help but hold his forehead while seeing it, and said speechlessly: "It's just a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Lin Yingkong looked at him faintly, "Minister, you are hugging me, just use these two words to send me?"

Feng Rong was ridiculous and terrified, "What does it mean to hug each other? It's just that the other party tripped over the skirt, and I just helped him."

"It's not that there are no one else on the scene. What are you doing so easily?" Lin Yingkong's tone was simply sad, "Do you know they like to rely on you?"

Feng Rong thought about it and decided to appease him, "...Okay, I was wrong, I won't help you next time."

Lin Yingkong stood up, his height of 1.9 meters and his stern face were very oppressing in the space, "Minister, are you perfunctory to me?"

"..." Feng Rong silently touched the wall and opened the defensive barrier in the room.

"..." Lin Yingkong's serious face almost broke, "Minister, what are you doing?"

"Do you want domestic violence?" Feng Rong actually asked very seriously.

Lin Yingkong's eyes hopped, "Domestic violence?"

Feng Rong sighed, "With our strength, domestic violence is too destructive. In order to avoid the amount of fines too high, why don't we control it and only use three points of force?"

"..." Lin Yingkong's serious face completely cracked, "Minister, what did you say, you know that I want domestic violence?!"

Feng Rong said seriously: "Your expression is very similar."

Lin Yingkong: "..." He just wanted to show off his acting skills and act as a jealous person who was so angry that he found his lover climbing the wall. Can't his minister cooperate with his hard-working performance?

Feng Rong smiled slightly, "Are you still angry?"

The minister was really bad... Lin Yingkong crossed the coffee table and hugged him and kissed him, "Angry! Minister, how do you want to compensate me?"

Feng Rong raised his eyebrows, his slender and powerful fingers fell on the collar of his shirt, slowly unbuttoning the two buttons on the top. Lin Yingkong's eyes couldn't help but chase his movements. Seeing the man who had always been cold and abstinent revealing his Adam's apple and collarbone, his throat moved involuntarily, Feng Rong said lightly: "What compensation do you want?"

Lin Yingkong pulled him into the bedroom, then pushed Fengrong hard onto the bed, pressed him up, bit his earlobe, and said angrily: "Then you'll pay for it!"

Feng Rong's smile deepened, and his cold Danfeng eyes softened, but he still had a arrogant look, "If you have the ability, just take it yourself."
Chapter completed!