The crowd moved aside, revealing a middle-aged policeman whose eyes were filled with anger as he looked at Noan.
He looked at Negon's father, who was on the floor, then looked at the people around him.
The policeman frowned and said, "What happened?"
"Police! He wants to kill me! This bastard wants to kill his father!" Negon's father shouted in a hurry, holding his head and speaking as if he was seriously injured.
The policeman frowned and looked at everyone around him: "Is that true?"
"Yes," the crowd began to echo.
"Police, this bastard dared to hit his father."
"A guy like this needs to be put in jail."
"The law is very strict now; this bastard needs to be severely punished to set an example for other young people."
The policeman nodded, looked at Noan without saying anything, and asked coldly: "Do you have anything to say?"
Noan shook his head; he knew, in this place, no matter what he said, it would be meaningless.
"Put your hands out!" said the policeman.
Noan frowned: "Do we need handcuffs?"
"Huh! Do you think I'm stupid? What if we go out later and you run away?" The policeman said uncomfortably, "Put your hands out."
Noan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in his heart. Although the status of a landlord was much higher than that of an ordinary person, he was only a landlord of rank F, with a level of only 1, so he did not have many privileges.
He held out his hands, then the policeman handcuffed him and took him away.
"Police, let me follow you." A man shouted: "He even dares to hit his own father; I'm afraid he will…"
"Do you think I'm stupid?" The middle-aged policeman angrily shouted: "Alright, everyone go home; I'll take him to the police station to give a statement, then I'll call his family."
The Negon family heard this and laughed happily; Negon even waved his hand, his face full of provocation.
The crowd nodded slightly after hearing what the police said, then returned home.
Only the Negon family watched him until he entered the elevator.
As the elevator doors closed, Negon's father laughed loudly: "Hahahaha… Have you seen my acting skills?"
"Hahaha…" Mother Negon also laughed: "In terms of whining, if you are second, then no one can be first."
Negon also spoke up at this time: "That stupid bastard! Does he think he can get his money back just by coming here?"
"That's right." Mother Negon sneered: "The money is already in our hands; how can we return it to him? Dream on!"
"Hahahaha…"
"Hahahaha…"
…
In the elevator, the middle-aged policeman suddenly took out the key and then opened the handcuffs for Noan.
Noan looked at the policeman in confusion; the policeman smiled and said: "Alright, I know you are not that kind of person, so don't look at me like that."
"How do you know?" Noah asked, puzzled.
"You are a landlord, are you not?" asked the policeman.
"That's right."
The policeman nodded slightly and continued: "Don't look down on the police. We have enough resident data."
"You are a landlord; why would you steal money from your family, right?"
"Besides, I'm a policeman; how could I not know what kind of people that family consists of?"
"Handcuffing you is just to calm the people around you. If I help you, I'm afraid they won't let you leave peacefully."
Noan nodded, feeling extremely grateful to this policeman.
You must know that, in that setting, almost no one will have the calmness to think carefully about who is right and who is wrong.
Rather People tend to judge things based on the information they see.
This policeman was different; not only did he help him escape from that stupid crowd, but he also knew exactly what happened.
The policeman patted Noan on the shoulder, a gentle smile on his face: "Kid, you shouldn't go back to that family. Now, you are a landlord, shouldering the mission of protecting humanity; you deserve a better life."
Hearing this, Noah lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice: "But I am only an F-rank Landlord, perhaps… I am really useless."
"Hahaha…" The policeman suddenly laughed out loud: "No matter what rank you are, I don't care."
"Kid, everyone is born with their own mission, poor or rich, gifted or not… we all have our own life."
"Don't throw away your whole beautiful life ahead because you're only an 'F Rank.'."
"What about Rank F? Compared to ordinary people like me, you are still better, still contributing and protecting humanity."
"Kid, thank you."
Hearing the policeman's sincere thanks, Noan felt warm inside. It turned out… there was still some warmth left for him in this world.
The elevator door opened on the ground floor, the policeman smiled and said: "Alright, go. Remember, don't come back to this family; I can only help you up to here."
Hearing that, Noan bowed his head slightly and said with a smile: "Thank you, but… I still don't know your name."
The policeman waved his hand and smiled comfortably: "When you encounter injustice, I have to help; that is the duty of a police officer. You don't need to know my name."
The elevator door closed, obscuring the policeman's figure.
Noan smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared out of nowhere and then hugged him tightly.
"Master…"
Graceful figure wrapped in a black dress.
Her long legs were covered by black stockings, but it made them even more attractive.
Vylyss hugged Noan and said in a low voice: "Why didn't you let me deal with them? They dared to insult you; they must die!"
Hearing Vylyss's voice filled with hatred and anger, Noan sighed, gently patting her on the back: "Don't worry. Those beasts aren't worth dirtying your hands with."
"Moreover, this is a human city; if you do that, I'm afraid you will be arrested and even taken away to be destroyed."
"Vylyss, I don't want to lose you."
Vylyss heard this, and her heart felt so sweet that it felt like it was about to melt.
"Master…" She hugged him even tighter, as if she was trying to merge her body with his.
"Alright, let's go shopping a little more." Noah smiled and said, "I only bought you some clothes just now; is there anything else you want to buy?"
Vylyss rubbed her head against Noan's chest, quickly shaking her head: "No! I only need you, master..."
"Hahaha… let's go; you are my woman, and I definitely won't be stingy."
"Aw! Master…" Vylyss couldn't hold back anymore, as strange sounds came out of her mouth: "You're so sweet; how can I stand it anymore?"
Noan was startled; the people around him were looking at him, making him embarrassed.
He hurriedly took Vylyss away; after all, there were a lot of people here, and if Vylyss couldn't control herself and used charm magic, it would be very troublesome.
Currently, Vylyss was restraining her charm ability. After all, she was a succubus, and her charm was like a passive skill; even if she didn't want it, the people around her would be charmed by her.
…
At a small hospital.
In a somewhat old hospital room, the equipment was also extremely rudimentary.
On the bed, a middle-aged woman lay still; on her body were wires used to measure her health indicators.
The thin middle-aged woman, so thin that she looked like she was nothing but skin and bones, lay quietly on the bed.
If the heart rate monitor next to her didn't show a normal reading, anyone who saw the woman would have thought she was dead.
Beside her, a somewhat beautiful, black-haired woman was sitting, still wearing a female receptionist uniform.
Yes, she is Maya.
At this moment, she looked at the woman on the bed and said softly: "Mom… you always told me to cherish myself and not to easily give myself to any man."
"But… mom… I'm sorry… If I don't do this… I'll lose my job; I won't be able to take care of you anymore."
The woman on the bed, although her eyes were closed, seemed to know what Maya was saying, and tears immediately spilt out.
"Mom…" Maya saw this and quickly wiped away her mother's tears, then explained: "Mom, don't worry. He's not a bad person; he will definitely treat me well."
At this time, Maya also cried, her tears flowing out into two small streams.
A moment later, after she was sure her mother was asleep, she let out a sigh, trying to stop the tears from flowing.
Maya pulled the blanket up, covering her mother's thin body, then went out.
She stood in front of the hospital room door, looking at the old corridor and the dim but still unchangeable light bulbs of the hospital, and felt a little desperate.
Maya took a deep breath, her eyes determined as if she had just decided something, and immediately left.