I really can't control myself.

Chapter 972 Negotiations

In the office of the Metropolitan Police Department, Linton met the master dog trainer, Maqima, and he had to say that this guy was really talented, no matter his figure or appearance was really perfect, not only that, but his demeanor and behavior were even more exaggerated , It seems that you can be seduced by a single look. The feeling of becoming a minister under the skirt is probably due to the super-level succubus level.

That kind of thing is really troublesome. Linton can't wait to say that she is too big, but it's okay to calm down. After all, the outer layer doesn't know if it's her true face or essence. After all, she is still a demon.

"I heard that Mr. Linton claimed to be Qiu's uncle?" Marchma said.

"Yes." Linton nodded, "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

"Do you need me to provide a DNA test verification? Of course, I don't believe you, but if there is a verification, it will be more convenient for Qiu to accept it?" Maqima said.

"This is more troublesome. With my body, there is no way to prove it no matter how I test it." Linton said.

"This body?" Mazima asked.

"Yeah, it's quite simple to change your body." Linton said, "Does Miss Marchma think it's difficult?"

"I think this is really not an easy thing to achieve." Mazima said, "But it seems that sir does have some special abilities, is it the ability of a mage and a demon?"

"Magic is magic. I'm a magician. That's for sure. As for the devil you're talking about, I haven't admitted it." Linton spread his hands and said.

Mazima did not refute, but continued: "So...can you demonstrate it to me?"

"Yes." Linton smiled, drew a circle to the side, and a portal appeared again, "The opposite of the portal is the surface of the moon. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

"..." Mazima was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Linton, I didn't doubt you, don't be angry."

"Angry?" Linton froze for a moment, showing a very surprised expression, "Oh, so, sorry, I thought it was common sense that people can survive on the moon. I lack some common sense, please don't be surprised, after all... ...I'm too strong."

"So, is it true what Mr. Linton said before that he had to deal with the demon of the gun?" Mazima asked.

"Of course, let's deal with the family casually. After all, Qiu is my nephew, so it's no problem to avenge him." Linton said.

"Your Excellency... are you really confident in defeating the Demon of the Gun?" Mazima asked seriously, "You know, the Demon of the Gun is recognized by the whole world as the strongest demon that has ever appeared, because of its appearance, It even changed the gun policy all over the world, in order to reduce people's fear of guns, otherwise, it will become more powerful. Now all the police in our Metropolitan Police Department do not use guns, because of this reason."

"I've heard this kind of nonsense too much. No matter how strong others are, I'm the strongest anyway," Linton said.

"Mr. Linton is really confident." Mazima crossed her hands, posing in a cute pose, "So, do you want to join our fourth class, sir?"

"Invite me?" Linton asked.

"It's like this. Since the target of Mr. Gun is the Demon of the Gun, it is the same as the purpose of our fourth lesson." Maqima said, "After the Demon of the Gun landed a few years ago and caused huge losses, but Suddenly disappeared. The only way to find this demon now is through some blood clots left by him."

While talking, Maqima took out a bullet that looked a bit strange, saying that this bullet was strange because it seemed that there was some flesh and blood on the outside of the bullet, which was very strange anyway.

"This is the blood clot of the Gun Demon." Mazima said, "If it is swallowed by ordinary demons, it seems to strengthen the power of these demons. Even its fragments are so powerful. According to our speculation, These blood clots are responsive to the Gun Demon's body, that is to say, as long as enough blood clots are collected, the blood clot may move towards the Gun Demon's body, and then we will be able to find his location."

"Now what Qiu and the others are working on is this aspect of work, defeating these demons strengthened by the blood clots of the Gun Demon, and then collecting the blood clots to find the Gun Demon. You should know that Qiu is very persistent about this matter." Ma Chima said.

Of course Linton knew about these things, and what he was thinking about was why Maqima invited him to join the four classes.One of this guy's abilities is to make himself feel that people who are lower than her obey her, so he is going to make himself her subordinate to see if he can control himself?But to be honest, it is absolutely impossible for Linton to feel that he will be inferior to anyone else. It is said that I am invincible.

Of course, Linton thought about it, but he didn't refuse, and said directly: "I hate doing business for the government, but I really can't ignore Qiu's affairs. If you want to help, help me find some kind of consultant position, let me temporarily As long as I can act together with my nephew. After solving the gun demon, I will definitely not stay."

"Oh..." Mazima narrowed her eyes and thought for a while, "Then...if you help me, what good will I do?"

"No." Linton said with a smile.

"No?" Mazima said with a smile, she didn't feel angry, but she looked very curious, wanting to see how Linton convinced herself.

"But if you don't help, there will be harm." Linton said with a smile, "Look at the chair over there, I'll point to it."

While talking, Linton pointed at the chair next to him, and with a "whoosh", a portal appeared directly under the chair. Of course, the chair fell straight down and then disappeared.

"The chair flew up to the sun." Linton continued, "If you disagree, I'll start pointing at you. Think about it again? After all, this old man is not a devil."

"Mr. Linton's attitude of asking for help is really eye-opening." Mazima also froze for a moment, and said, "This is the first time I've heard that someone sent it to the sun without help."

"Uh...so isn't that the case according to common sense?" Linton rubbed his head, "Sorry for what I said before, I lack common sense, and if you don't follow my instructions, you will be cremated directly. of."

"And where is that place Mr. Linton speaks of?" asked Marchma.

"Oh, I was fighting Star Wars before. Have you heard of the M78 Nebula? The alien called Ultraman over there has been messing with me for a long time." Linton said, "It may be because of my thoughts. It's still a bit hard to turn around, if this happens again in the future, please remind Miss Mazima in time."

"Star Wars?" Machima was a little taken aback when she said this.

"So I've said it all, it's not at the same level as that gun demon. I've seen Star Destroyers that penetrated more than a dozen planets with one cannon. It's a shame that a landing can kill tens of thousands of people. Ah." Linton spread his hands, "You see, this nephew pissed me off, as if he thought I couldn't even do such a small thing."

"Uh...Mr. Linton should say less about these things in the future." Mazima thought for a while and said, "Because there is no such thing as common sense here."

"Oh, that's it, then I'll restrain myself." Linton nodded, "By the way, the help I said before..."

"Leave it to me, please," Mazima said. "By the way, if it is done, Mr. Linton owes me a favor."

"Favour? What is that?" Linton pretended to be stupid.

"Uh..." Maqima was also stunned for a moment. Look at Linton's foreshadowing, layer by layer. He first said that he didn't understand common sense, and then he didn't understand everywhere.Maqima also couldn't judge whether he really didn't understand or pretended not to understand, because she really couldn't verify Linton's words.

"That's...forget it." Maqima held her forehead, feeling a little headache, "Anyway, leave this matter to me."

Yes, Linton was a bit confused, and Machima also didn't know what to do. This chess piece was a bit tricky, so Machima decided to put her by her side and continue to observe the situation.

"Oh, please, Miss Marchma," Linton said.

"By the way, since you came back from outside, you don't have a place to live here. How about I arrange for you to live in Qiu's house. They seem to have a vacant room there." Maqima put her hands together. , said again.

"No, I have a house with me." Linton said as he took out a capsule, pressed it, and threw it out of the window. With a "bang", a room appeared directly at the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Uh..." Mazima looked at the surprised crowd below, "Well, Mr. Linton, this is something beyond common sense here."

"Oh, that means that capsule-type equipment can't be used here, right?" Linton thought for a while, then nodded, "Understood, I understand, I thought this kind of technological level was considered low That's right, it really doesn't work? Then I'll stay at my nephew's house."

I don't know why, at this time, Mazima's expectation of Linton has changed from wanting to see if he can use it to not letting this guy cause trouble.This is really a guy who makes people feel headache at first glance. It's better to leave it to Hayakawa Qiu to deal with, and I can continue to observe it myself.

So with a phone call, Linton moved directly into Hayao Chuanqiu's house, and the person who moved in with him was actually Pava.

"It's you!" Pava immediately became angry when he saw Linton, "Raise your weapons, I want to fight you one-on-one."

(End of this chapter)