Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

"Are we members of the Supernatural Society now?"

Bona Twain discovered that joining the Supernatural Association was not as difficult as she thought.

"They are only temporary members, not official members yet. You still have a long way to go."

"Do you have any documents or anything like that?" Bona Twain asked.

"No," West replied.

"Then if we meet members of the association, if we haven't seen them before, wouldn't we be able to recognize them?"

"There are only more than twenty people in our association. How can we admit our mistake? Can't you just identify all the people in our association?"

"Are all the members of the association at the headquarters?"

"No, our president hasn't come back yet."

"Yes, where is the president?"

"He is still fighting now, and you will be able to see him when he comes back," West said.

"Isn't the president very powerful?"

"Our president is a big devil." West said: "You can offend anyone in the association, but if you offend the president, you will die miserably. The last person who offended him will die miserably. He stuffed it into a meat grinder."

West's words made Bona Twain and Little Grove shudder involuntarily.

Stuffing people into a meat grinder?

Their minds are already imagining how terrifying this president is.

"Does that person have a lot of hatred against the president?"

"No, that person was just hired to beat up our president."

"When will the president come back?"

"I don't know, maybe it will be soon."

…

"President, when will you come back?" West dialed Chen Zhao's phone number.

Chen Zhao held the phone: "The battle on my side is about to end, and I will go back soon."

"Sir, the total is one thousand two hundred and thirty dollars." The waiter stood next to Chen Zhao with a smile on his face.

To be honest, she had never seen such a good eater. A meal cost 1,200 US dollars.

It was enough for more than a dozen people.

"President, why did I hear other women's voices? Are you really fighting?"

While paying, Chen Zhao said, "Oh, I just returned to the shopping area outside the forest."

"Didn't you say you were still fighting?"

"You remembered wrongly, I meant the battle was over."

At this moment, Chen Zhao saw a person walking past the restaurant.

"No need to look for it, thank you." Chen Zhao quickly walked out of the restaurant and caught up with the man: "Hi, Professor Forsl, hello."

"You are..." Fusier turned his head and saw Chen Zhao. He felt that Chen Zhao looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen Chen Zhao.

"Have you forgotten? We are colleagues." Chen Zhao said enthusiastically.

"Oh...I remembered, you are the Chinese Chen from medical school."

"Where are you going? Can you give me a ride?"

A smile appeared on Fusier's face: "Of course, no problem."

Chen Zhao got into Fusier's car, but Chen Zhao found that there was another person in the car.

Chen Zhao was not sure whether it was a person or a corpse.

Because this man's neck was cut off, and judging from the incision, it should have been caused by Gaia's sword.

However, the flesh and blood on the neck was squirming at the incision, and seemed to be gluing it together on its own.

"He is seriously injured. Do we need to send him to the hospital?" Chen Zhao asked.

"I was going to take him to the hospital."

Fusier glanced at Chen Zhao and thought to himself, this Chinese is an idiot. He was not aware of such an unusual state.

Fossl's car left Sandro National Park, but this direction was obviously not towards the city.

"Professor Forsl, it seems we are not going back to the city. Where are we going?"

"Haha... take you to a good place."

"But I want to go back."

"You will miss home even more later." Fosier picked up the pistol and pointed it at Chen Zhao while driving.

"Um... Professor Fusier, if you have something to say, don't shoot, I won't go back." Chen Zhao looked at Professor Fusier helplessly.

Just then, the dog lying in the back seat woke up.

The first thing Dog touched was his neck, and then he moved a little.

"It feels so good to be alive." Dog exhaled: "Who is he?"

"A fool who threw himself into a trap," said Professor Forsl.

"I seem to be involved in a certain incident. If I say now that I can pretend that nothing happened and that I haven't seen anything, will you let me go?"

"Do you think that's possible?"

Chen Zhao reached out and took out his wallet: "This is my cash and credit card. Take whatever you want and don't hurt me, okay?"

"hehe……"

Professor Forsl and Dog both showed meaningful smiles.

At this moment, Chen Zhao's phone rang.

"Pick up the phone, but you'd better think carefully and don't talk nonsense." Professor Forsl threatened.

Chen Zhao answered the phone: "Hello, Fali."

"Chen, when will you come back?"

"I might go back later tonight."

"What's up?"

"I said I'm being kidnapped now, do you believe it?"

At this moment, Professor Fusier put the muzzle of the gun against Chen Zhao's head, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

"Haha..." Fali said as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Dear, are you kidding me?"

"I was serious."

"Turn on the speakerphone."

Chen Zhao followed the instructions and turned on the speakerphone. Fali said on the other end of the phone: "Mr. Kidnapper, you kidnapped Chen. Please treat him gently. Chen's temper is not very good. Don't point the gun at him. He hates others the most." Point the gun at him, and you must prepare enough dinner, Chen doesn't like to be hungry, and he has a big appetite."

"Ma'am, I will take good care of your man."

Forsl couldn't tell whether the woman was joking or serious.

"Okay, I wish you good luck and goodbye." Fali said, "Chen, come back early. I don't like to sleep alone."

"I will try my best."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Zhao turned around and asked, "How far is our destination?"

"Do you think you still have a chance to escape?"

"No, I haven't thought about it that way." Chen Zhao shook his head and said, "I have never thought about escaping. I swear in the name of God."

"I hope not." Fusier drove the car onto the desert road: "Okay, let's get out of the car."

"There is nothing here, what did you bring me here for?"

"It's just that there's nothing on the surface." Dog said.

He led the way, and after walking for more than ten minutes, he stopped, as if to identify his position.

Then, the dog walked to a dead tree, moved a stone next to it, and found a ring on the ground.

With a clang, a narrow tunnel opened.

"Here we are."