Jiang Chen still wanted to do some research, but found that there were very few records about King Yama on the Underworld app. Even with the second level authority, there were only a few words.

He no longer hesitated. When he looked up, he happened to see a mountain in front of him. He pondered for a moment, raised his trumpet and shouted.

"See that mountain?"

"Life is like climbing. The higher you climb the mountain, the more beautiful the scenery you will see."

"Climb this mountain and let the world hear your voice!"

"..."

"By the way Wu Tong, I remember that if we go back to Jiangbei via this road, there should be no mountains left, right?"

At this time, in the middle of the team, Wu Tong, who was running out of breath, stopped on his knees and gasped: "Yes... yes, Grandmaster Jiang, this is the road to Wangjiang City, you...

You took the wrong route..."

The atmosphere in the team froze for a moment, and soon a wave of resentment rose into the sky.

Jiang Chen showed a somewhat surprised expression: "No wonder, I just said why haven't you arrived yet."

"By the way, turn left ahead. Is there a way to go back?"

Wu Tong waved his hands quickly: "No, no, if you go there, you have to go around a long way, which is nearly twice as long as the original distance. It's better to go back."

"I, Jiang, have a principle and never look back!" Jiang Chen suddenly became stubborn.

"Brothers, if you keep persevering, we will keep moving forward. After walking this difficult road, you will become a better version of yourself!"

After saying that, he kicked the accelerator and sped away.

A group of patients and ghosts opened their mouths in the swirling dust.

What the fuck...!?

"Fuck, ghost energy 999!...Ghost energy..."

So next, a mighty procession passed by on the highway, carrying resentment soaring to the sky.

Some people saw Sneaky from a distance and were frightened. Only when they ran far away did they dare to stop and marvel. They had such strong resentment that they would call others ghosts and bloody clothes.

…

It's almost six o'clock.

Outside the Yin Cao branch, a group of exhausted novice Yin agents and ordinary mental patients were holding on to the lampposts and walls next to them, looking as if they were hopeless.

Their physical fitness is strong.

But Jiang Chen's enhanced car drove really fast. He also said that those who fell behind would be given a beating, so a group of people could only risk their lives to catch up.

Chu Hanyue walked out of the darkness, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, glanced at Jiang Chen who was resting, opened the door of the building, said "Deputy Director Luo is waiting on the 17th floor", and disappeared in a flash.

"Everyone take a rest first, 01 you follow me."

When Jiang Chen arrived at the Yincao Branch, he felt as if he was at home. He was familiar with the doors and roads. He came to the security room and knocked on the door "bang bang bang".

"Come on, come on, hurry up?"

Uncle Wei's angry voice sounded.

The door opens.

When he saw it was Jiang Chen, he closed the door without saying a word.

"Old Wei, Comrade Old Wei!" Jiang Chen stood by the door with a serious look on his face: "What's the matter with you? A security guard doesn't have such vigilance. A big group of us entered the underworld and you didn't come out to take care of it?

"

"Get out!" Uncle Wei only replied with one word.

The first time we met, I didn't realize that this kid's true nature has been revealed recently. He has a cunning and sinister mouth and is a master at making people angry. He didn't want to be angry even before entering the coffin.

"Is this how you treat guests? Old man, don't force me to pee on your grave!" Jiang Chen was also very relaxed.

"You brat, don't force me to beat you!"

"You are almost osteoporotic, who can you beat?"

"Hi! You kid..."

"..."

The two of them were both good at playing tricks on each other. They refused to give in to each other and became red-faced. However, they also made the cold first floor of the building a little lively at dawn.

"Tell me, what's the matter? Get out of here and leave uncle alone!" Uncle Wei sat on the coffin-like bed with his legs propped up and spoke angrily.

"What do you mean, I can't come and see you if I have nothing to do?" Jiang Chen jumped up on the expensive-looking ancient wood desk, and Uncle Wei's eyelids trembled.

"Old Wei, since I have accepted your money, I must do it beautifully. There will be a funeral procession, two beauties will be found to dance, and a big troupe will be hired to perform in the village for three days and three nights!"

"By the way, there is also a lion dance. Do you like watching the lion?"

"Just tell me the exact date. It just so happens that I recently changed into a new outfit."

"Haha~"

"I can't wait any longer!"

He grinned, his tone somewhat meaningful.

Uncle Wei glared: "Go away! Can't you wait to eat at my table?"

Immediately, his tone softened a bit, and he took a deep look at Jiang Chen: "You have some skills, you caught all these crazy kids."

As soon as these words came out.

Several seriously ill patients who originally looked relaxed suddenly froze in place.

They were wearing clothes ripped off from the villagers, and they looked like living people.

The blood-clothed level disguise is so flawless that if a ghost control master below the average level comes, it is impossible to detect any clues.

This old man with an ordinary aura made this point clear.

"You are an extraordinary boy, but this muddy water is too muddy for you to flow through."

"This is a game that is destined to die. There is no need to try to get involved in it. Have you ever played chess? A funeral carriage blocked by horse artillery should be abandoned as soon as possible!"

"Those who are indecisive are bound to lose everything..."

Uncle Wei lit up a Huangshan stick at some unknown time, puffing out clouds of mist, and his wrinkled face looked extremely deep.

"Old Wei, you still like to show off even at your age. You are old at heart." Jiang Chen jumped off the table and patted his butt.

"It's almost one o'clock and I have to go to work. Where's the duty schedule for today?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Wei's profound expression froze.

He knew that nothing good would happen if he opened the door. This kid was gifted at irritating people. He could accurately cut into people's hearts and say the words you least wanted to hear.

"Go, go, I don't need you now, those idiots have all set their alarm clocks and get up on time every day!"

Uncle Wei threw over a duty list and said angrily: "When you get down, others will start washing up."

Jiang Chen took it and pondered for a moment: "Well, this is indeed not easy to handle."

"In this way, 01, you will go down early and quietly turn off everyone's alarm clocks, and then wake everyone up according to the method I taught you on the way. Do you understand?"

"yes!"

"It's the dean..."

"..."

Uncle Wei on the side was shocked and opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Good boy!

I have lived so long that I have seen both good and bad people, but this is the first time I have seen a bastard like you!

"Old Wei, don't look at me like that. Our security department should have the temper of the security department. It's our job to wake up, so how can we let the alarm clock take over?"

"Can't you understand this era? If we don't work hard and fight hard, we will become the tears of the times!"

Jiang Chen looked serious and brainwashed Uncle Wei.

If it were anyone else, they would believe it.

After all, Uncle Wei was an old fox, and he sighed: "Get out!"

"You kid has become a piece of shit. I see that you just want to torture others to tears!"

"You should go see a doctor sometime. From my perspective, I think there is something wrong with you."

"I have seen it, dozens of doctors have consulted together, and in the end they all said that I am normal."

"Are those doctors you mentioned still alive?"

"Eternal life."
Chapter completed!