What's Wrong with the Witch

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　　Foundation Magic City Station.

　　Webmaster Liang Yongfeng has faxed the latest Level 5 (Thaumiel) file to the O5 Council.

　　For the rest of the time, he just had to wait for the O5 Council to approve the use of the Thaumiel-class containment.

　　As long as there is a Thaumiel-level containment, even if the Demon City faces a crisis of destruction, the Foundation Demon City Station will at least be able to rely on the outer gods, and will not watch the destruction come.

　　Of course, it is still necessary to observe the situation of 36th Street in the old city.

　　As early as after Le Xiaozhi's report, Liang Yongfeng arranged for Foundation operatives in several stores on 36th Street far away from Magical Girl Cafe.

　　Whenever there is a little trouble on 36th Street, he can know it at the first time.

　　For example, Deacon Bai passed by the cafe twice.

　　Under the circumstances at that time, Deacon Bai didn't know where his brain was pumping, so he turned off the communication.

　　So Liang Yongfeng directly ordered that as long as Deacon Bai dared to walk to the door of the Magical Girl Cafe, the nearby Foundation operatives could shoot him with a sniper rifle!

　　Fortunately, Deacon Bai didn't do this, and the people he arranged didn't need to shoot.

　　Liang Yongfeng was really relieved.

　　"I hope that His Royal Highness will always be in a good mood!"

　　Now, Deacon Bai and Le Xiaozhi are assisting the cafe's maid, Gao Mengmeng, to solve troublesome matters, and I believe they can also win a wave of goodwill from the cafe.

　　This will buy more time for the O5 Council to approve the Thaumiel-class containment.

　　The plan is perfect!

　　Suddenly, a phone rang.

　　Hearing the report on the phone, Liang Yongfeng was blown away!

　　"What did you say?!"

　　"Stationmaster, there is a security guard called Jiajian Chai Signing Company. About 100 people are smashing and smashing around No. 36 Street in the old city, forcing the residents here to sign a demolition agreement. They are almost close to the coffee shop!"

　　The Foundation operative on the other side of the phone said.

　　"Damn it!" Liang Yongfeng roared, "Breaking everywhere? Who gave them the courage?! Immediately connect me to the Magic City Police Department, and let him come over to stop it! Also, anyone who dares to bring a weapon near the coffee shop will give it to me. I'll kill you!"

　　"Master..."

　　"Did you hear it clearly, it was shot to death!"

　　"Yes!"

　　call ended.

　　Liang Yongfeng fell on the sofa.

　　After sitting for only a second, he quickly stood up and made a phone call: "Hey, Mo Yubu, check it out for me, who sent someone to smash the 36th block in the old city? Arrests!"

　　After hanging up the phone, Liang Yongfeng took a few steps in the office, worried in every possible way, simply picked up the hat and car keys on the table and left.

　　This kind of thing has to be seen for yourself.

　　Otherwise, if the existence in the cafe is angered, the entire magic city may disappear out of thin air.

　　……

　　"Grandpa, grandpa, coffee is here!"

　　Just as Su Xiaoxiao ran to the door of the grocery store, she saw several people in security uniforms smashing around with steel sticks.

　　"You are too domineering! Are you bullying people?!"

　　An old man in his [-]s and [-]s cried and shouted, trying to stop these people.

　　"Old man, sign quickly if you don't want to die!"

　　A young security guard pushed the old man and slammed it against the shelf. The whole person slipped and fell, blood gurgling out from his head.

　　Su Xiaoxiao stood on the street, looking at the scene in front of her stupidly, the coffee and paper plane in her hand fell to the ground.

　　The coffee was sprinkled all over the ground, splashing the paper plane that fell to the ground...

　　Suddenly, there was a bang!

　　There was a terrifying lightning strike that was deafening.

　　Rainstorms that are not in the weather forecast are pouring down!

　　In this heavy rain, a tall, goat-faced man slowly stood up...

Chapter 47 You guys remember to clean it up later

　　"It's raining again."

　　I don't know where an ant got out and crawled on the bar.

　　Mu Qiqi stretched out his hand and let the ants crawl on her fingers and carefully placed them on the ground.

　　Naiya and Bubble looked curiously at the behavior of His Highness Mu Qiqi.

　　Your Highness is really caring!

　　However, in the next second, he saw Mu Qiqi stomping on the ants.

　　Ants were trampled to death...

　　"Remember to clean it later."

　　Mu Qiqi said to Naiya and Bubble, and the two nodded quickly.

　　The cleaning that His Highness said should be an outside matter.

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　　"Mad, what a shame!"

　　The security guard waving a steel pole spat at the bloody old man on the ground.

　　Seeing that this is an old man, he didn't use a steel pipe to hit him. Who knew that he would be like this after a push, and he was still a little panicked in his heart.

　　However, as mentioned above, there is no need to worry if there is an accident with the company covering it.

　　Even if people are killed, it's enough to throw the blame on the grotesque when the news reports.

　　After all, this is the old city, and it is normal for a few people to disappear suddenly and be taken away and eaten by the grotesque.

　　It's a problem if nothing happens one day.

　　As for the old man, blame him for being unwilling to sign a compensation agreement.

　　Is it okay to sign?

　　To make matters worse, it was suddenly pouring rain at this time.

　　Just as he turned around cursingly, he found that several brothers around him were gone.

　　It seems that the eyes are still a little dark, a little dark.

　　Can't see anything?

　　However, with the help of the natural light of the grocery store, he saw that the rain on the ground turned red like blood at some point...

　　He raised his head, turned white with a swipe, his san value dropped wildly, and shouted frantically:

　　"Aaaaaaaaaa..."

　　Several slender tentacles stretched out in an instant, piercing through his body.

　　There was a faint sound like absorbing water.

　　In the blink of an eye, the security guard's body shrivelled in wailing.

　　When he was thrown off by the tentacles, the remaining corpse had turned into black and muddy rotten flesh, and it was impossible to tell that he was once a human being.

　　Because the rainstorm was so heavy, the clouds were so heavy, and the sky was so dark, many security guards didn't know what was going on.

　　Just when I vaguely heard a little movement here, a few people ran over to take a look.

　　They met the goat-faced giant head-on, and one even bumped into it cursingly.

　　"Who?!"

　　Taking a closer look, the security guard screamed wildly.

　　The crazy screams suddenly attracted more people.

　　In an instant, on the streets under the rainstorm, countless tentacles fluttered, restraining the security guards who came to the door one after another, sucking them dry, and discarding them on the street.

　　It seemed that the security guards came too slowly, and the goat face with a height of more than two meters strode forward grotesquely.

　　As long as it is a security guard holding a steel pipe, he will grab one with his tentacles and eat one when he sees one.

　　Occasionally, there are people who fall into a frenzy and hold a steel pipe to greet them. In this case, the goat-faced grotesque directly grabs the other's arms, tearing them left and right, and all kinds of flesh and blood fall to the ground.

　　It is then fed by the drooping tentacle suckers.

　　……

　　"Grandpa, grandpa!"

　　Su Xiaoxiao, who has some intellectual problems, has come to her grandfather crying and kept calling.

　　The old man just shouted for a long time and didn't respond, as if he had completely fainted.

　　Su Xiaoxiao, who couldn't wake up her grandfather for a while, burst into tears.

　　Until a long time passed, the old man opened his eyes: "Grandpa isn't dead yet..."

　　He looked at his granddaughter weakly: "Quickly find a clean cloth to wrap grandpa..."

　　Yu Guang saw some black and muddy rotten flesh in front of the shop, but the old man didn't care or think about it.

　　[Those wicked grandsons, it doesn't matter if they smashed them, they still left such disgusting things at the door of the store.Hehe, even if I was beaten to death, I wouldn't sign it! 】

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　　The field operators of the Magic Station Foundation, who are responsible for monitoring the 36th block of the old city, have set up sniper rifles.