I Am Back

Lu Yibai couldn't figure it out for the moment, so he stopped thinking about it.

He didn't consider himself a completely selfish person, nor did he intend to be some great saint.

Just like when he saw the little girl in danger, if he had the option to ask Lin Xiaoqi for help, he would definitely choose to summon Lin Xiaoqi.

But what if there was no other choice?

He would still step up... right?

He never liked to overthink questions about human nature.

Especially when it came to himself.

People actually don't understand themselves as well as they think they do.

Most of the time, thinking too much is useless.

When the time comes, the answer will naturally present itself.

Yeah, very Zen.

He hadn't fully integrated into the Night Watchmen group yet, but he didn't reject it either.

Before, his concept of the Night Watchmen organization was a certain mysterious "Human-Demon" organization.

It contained humans, as well as demons, devils, and ghosts.

But now he felt that perhaps they were the ones who carried the weight forward for the sake of all households' peace and light.

You don't have to join, but you must respect them.

His mind was a little restless, making it even harder for him to rest.

At this moment, his phone screen lit up, and he received a text message from an unknown number.

"Is this an ad for fake goods, or has the Macau casino launched, with beautiful dealers dealing cards online?" Lu Yibai muttered to himself.

The wound on his shoulder hadn't healed yet, but his other hand was still very convenient, convenient enough to perform any difficult or high-intensity actions.

Opening the text message, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hello Mr. Lu, I am the person in charge of Wucheng from the [Night Watchmen Police Exclusive Assistance Department]. Is it convenient to meet?"

So it was a civil servant.

He glanced at his wound and replied decisively:

"It's not convenient."

The other party didn't reply to the text message for a long time, and the conversation seemed to have died.

Wucheng, a certain branch.

Li Youde stared intently at his phone screen, looking at the "It's not convenient" in the text message, feeling a bit stunned.

What kind of game was this?

Sister Xiaoqi clearly said his injury wasn't serious!

Li Youde felt his luck wasn't very good.

He was the head of the Wucheng Assistance Department for the Night Watchmen, specifically responsible for cleaning up after the Night Watchmen.

Before, everyone knew what kind of person Ji Dekeng, the person in charge of Wucheng, was.

Li Youde was a man, a normal man, a 100% pure man!

So every time he interacted with Ji Dekeng, he felt mentally and physically exhausted.

As they chatted, the man who loved to wear three-piece suits would occasionally pat his shoulder, punch his chest, and the most terrifying thing was that every time he turned his back to Ji Dekeng, he always felt like the man was staring at his butt!

Li Youde had always persisted in his fitness, a great man with eight-pack abs, and his butt was actually quite perky...

Recalling it now, he still felt a chill down his spine!

Finally, Ji Dekeng left, and he heard that a young person had taken over.

Young people were good, he was also young, they would have more in common and should be easier to get along with, right?

Easier to get along with, my ass! Slam!

Could it be that there wasn't a single normal person in the Night Watchmen organization?

Actually, his thoughts were quite close to the truth; there really weren't many normal people among the Night Watchmen...

After a while, the phone screen lit up again.

"I was just joking, where would I find you?"

Li Youde's expression became even more frozen.

Joking? What was funny about that?

Despite this, he still replied with a strange expression: "Mr. Lu, you are truly humorous, haha, hahaha!"

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