In the dark night, countless ghosts circled, an old woman tilted her mouth, showed a cold smile, staring fiercely at a tattoo shop.

The tattoo shop was faintly light, and occasionally there was a sound of TV. Someone spread his hands on the sofa and then sat with his legs raised.

At this moment, countless ghosts crawled into the tattoo shop hideously, like spiders, with twisted limbs and pale faces crawling forward.

"roll……"

Guo Yida didn't raise his head, and his eyes were still staring at the TV, and he spit out a word coldly from his mouth.

"Hmph, what a big tone. A mere tattoo shop dared to ruin my good deeds and even robbed my business. I'll give it up. If you don't want to live, otherwise, you won't think of living outside the door." The old woman said coldly.

"Um?"

Guo Yida tilted his head and saw that the tattoo was surrounded by evil ghosts, and many of them crawled in. He stared at him with a fierce look. His already pale face looked even more pale under the light of the TV. He also laughed at Guo Yida, as if Guo Yida was already their meal on the plate. They would tear Guo Yida apart at any time and feast on it.

Guo Yida glanced at me, and a corpse gas surged out like waves, drowned all the evil ghosts. With a shout, the whole world seemed to be quiet, but the air was filled with dust and then scattered on the ground.

It took the old woman dozens of seconds to react. She thuded a crutch and fell to the ground. Unexpectedly, this small tattoo shop had such a powerful corpse. She had encountered a tough problem!

But when she turned around and was about to escape, she suddenly heard a sound of a man with a fanged corpse face appeared in front of her. She didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy. She directly separated her limbs and turned into a pool of black pus until it completely melted and disappeared, and even her clothes became dust.

"boring!"

Guo Yida yawned and pressed the remote control boredly. He didn't even have time to warm up. How many years did he have to live like this?

On the other side of the city, in a tall mansion, a man said gently in the quilt: "You have to endure it."

"Yes." The woman nodded shyly.

"How is it? Does it hurt?" the man asked.

"Ah? Is something happening?" The woman was stunned, and suddenly the atmosphere was a little awkward until she was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, a servant broke the embarrassing silence. The man was furious and quickly scolded the servant.

The servant quickly apologized, wiped the cold sweat while trying to close the door again and disturbed the master's good deeds. This was a great crime, how could he not be afraid?

But the man said, "Okay, okay, if you have anything to do, you've come in."

The servant nodded quickly and then reported: "Young Master Wu, the business of Yin Media has been disrupted. Huang Po took the ghost to cause trouble. It seemed that the whole army was wiped out and it was still impossible to contact him."

"What? Who dares to touch my Wu Zai business? Is it too stupid to kill my Wu Zai people? Or do you think you have a long life?" Wu Zai made a big move and cursed angrily. Yin Xing was divided into black and white. Most of the underground Yin Xing business was under his jurisdiction. Although he was not a Yin person, he did Yin Xing's underground business well. Now he has a huge power. There are really not many Yin people who dare to provoke him, let alone those who rob the business and even kill his people. Isn't this asking for death?

"Mr. Wu, I checked it just now. The owner of the tattoo shop is quite good. I heard that it is Tang Hao, the son of Qilin. It's all because Huang Po is too impulsive." The servant quickly reported, claiming that the other party is not small and it is difficult to deal with. Huang Po was impulsive and lost.

"The son of Qilin, I heard a little." Wu Qian calmed down when he heard Tang Hao's name, but he couldn't swallow his breath.

"Hmph, this world is intrigue, it's okay to be able to fight. I'm a businessman, he's a slut. See how I'll kill him, just give him a trap." Wu Xuan sneered, as if he had an idea in his mind.

It doesn’t matter if a Huang Po died, but he dares to touch his interests. Haha, no matter who you are, you will have to die!

"I'll make arrangements tomorrow. I'll go to his place to tattoo my body. I want to see how powerful your ghost tattoo is. Humph, I want you to lose everything and finally get out of Zhonghai City." Wu Xuan said to his servant.

"Okay, young master." The servant replied, and then planned to close the door, "Young master, you continue."

"What to continue? It's over. Take her away together." Wu Qian pushed the woman.

"ah?"

The woman and the servant looked shocked, and the atmosphere fell into embarrassment again.

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