The soul of this evil spirit is actually no different from the human body. I performed a side hook, and my fist went in and out of my left temple, directly bringing out a large piece of pink brain.
The brain was accompanied by a stench that almost made me vomit.
"Do you have a piece of shit in your head?"
With a mask of pain on my face, I carefully pulled my arm out.
At that time, the evil spirit had stopped moving. I looked at my hand. Fortunately, there was just a black air lingering on it, and nothing messy was stuck on it.
When I looked at the evil spirit again, its body had exploded into a ball of black mist that gradually dissipated. The temperature in the office instantly dropped below freezing, and even a layer of fine water droplets formed on the table.
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"Oh, Mr. Gu, you are so awesome."
Xiaoyan plucked the hair of the half-dead female ghost, with a somewhat excited expression on her face: "The evil spirit you just dealt with seems to be no weaker than the ordinary Yinzai. You can even defeat Yinzai!"
I was a little embarrassed by her praise.
I thought I had been spanked. If it hadn't been for Mr. Shen, I would have felt cold right now. I guess Yueli also despises me. Wouldn't she ignore me even if I didn't look at him?
Feeling a little guilty, I kept silent and looked down at Sister Xiaoyu. She was still lying on the ground unconscious, so I picked up my phone and unlocked it with her fingerprint to see who she was messaging.
This is more interesting.
The person I was chatting with Sister Xiaoyu was marked as a dear by her. When I clicked on the profile, I found that it actually said Added by nearby people!
That is indeed not my dad, and his WeChat name is an emoji. It is impossible for my dad to use this thing.
Moreover, there is nothing in his circle of friends, no photos and no updates, and the settings are still visible for three days.
I looked through the chat history between the two of them again, and the first message was from three days ago. He said hello to Sister Xiaoyu first, and the conversation was relatively normal at the beginning.
Later, he probably sent a few photos to Sister Xiaoyu, but the photos were withdrawn because he didn't see anything, but they must have looked pretty good, because Sister Xiaoyu's attitude changed after seeing the photos.
She was really like a female licker. She was a bit incoherent and confused when giving people such compliments. She even asked people if they were married or single.
The man was also more cooperative, saying that he had just ended a relationship and was feeling empty right now.
Anyway, while we were chatting, the man was better at coaxing people, and Sister Xiaoyu was in her early thirties and hated getting married. The two of them confirmed their relationship last night.
Sister Xiaoyu is dressed like this tonight because she has made an appointment with someone to go out for dinner and shopping. Judging from her intentions, she probably wants to do that tonight.
It was only when my dad suddenly called and said that he forgot to close the office door that she turned back halfway.
…
In fact, I always feel that this scene is relatively familiar.
It seems that when he and Uncle Yang were at the border, Mr. Zhuo used this trick to date the girl named Xiaoyu.
And I remember Xiaoyu said that Mr. Zhuo’s name on the Internet is also a symbol, so he can match his boyfriend, Sister Xiaoyu.
Could this man really be Mr. Zhuo?
If it's really him, did it happen by chance that he asked Sister Xiaoyu, or did he come here specifically for her?
I squinted my eyes and pondered for a long time, until Xiaoyan asked me: "Mr. Gu... I seem to have struck too hard. What should I do with this female ghost?"
He looked up and found that the female ghost had fainted, her body was limp, and she was being held motionless by Xiao Yan like a dead dog. Even if she wanted to ask, she couldn't ask anything.
Having no other choice, he shook his head and sighed: "Let's take it back first and then talk about it. Guild Master Shen is probably interested in it."
Xiaoyan glanced at the female ghost in her hand, then looked at me, with a strange expression on her face: "This tongue, this appearance... Mr. Hu's taste is not so strong, does he have any special hobbies?"
I shook my head: "A long tongue is the best thing, you don't understand."
"Why don't I understand?"
Xiaoyan suddenly stretched out her photo and licked her lips: "My tongue is not as long as hers, but is it pinker?"
I feel like I'm a little bit stupid for actually having sex with a female ghost who has been in the building for hundreds of years.
He didn't dare to say anything, so he walked out with sister Xiaoyu's cell phone in his arms.
Because she is really too hot, I'm afraid I can't control it.
This journey was actually quite bumpy. There were surveillance cameras everywhere in the corridor, so it was a bit awkward for me to carry Sister Xiaoyu out.
When we got to the door, Xiaoyan quietly got on top of the security guard, causing him to quarrel with the watchman, and then I found the opportunity to sneak out.
After getting in the car, I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and my mind became more active.
I don’t know if this person is Mr. Zhuo. If it’s really him, maybe I saved Sister Xiaoyu’s life.
But no matter what, I have to take a look. If it is really Mr. Zhuo, then it is really an unexpected bonus. After all, there are so many experts around me, I don’t believe that I can’t kill this guy!
Thinking of this, I drove home and pretended to be Sister Xiaoyu and sent him a message: "Honey, where are you?"
Not long after, the other party replied to me: "I'm still waiting for you in the hotel. Are you okay, honey?"
The word "baby" disgusted me so much that I suppressed my nausea and replied: "Not yet, honey. The boss asked me to deliver something to him. Don't worry, I'll be there as soon as I finish my work."
Then I sent a cute emoticon.
This time the other party only replied with one word: OK.
Then he stopped talking.
Seeing him like this made me even more puzzled, is this Mr. Zhuo? Why is it that a thief can act cool after living for such a long time, and that an old monster who usually looks like a domineering president is so disgusting when chatting?
Qingqing called me halfway, and as soon as she picked up the phone, she asked me why I wasn't back yet.
Halfway through the conversation, I asked her again if your father and Mr. Shen were back?
Qingqing said they were all here. They all came back not long after you left, but the two of them were a little strange. They didn't seem to do anything. Moreover, from the moment they arrived home, the four of them just sat on the sofa and stared at each other. No one said anything, feeling the atmosphere.
I'm so embarrassed that I called you.
I hummed: "Okay, just wait for me, baby... No, just wait for me."
Qingqing on the other side of the phone was silent for a long time.
After a full five seconds, she asked me in a very shocked tone: "Gu Yan, what did you call me just now?"
I quickly explained: "No, don't misunderstand me, I just called Shun Zuier."
Qingqing let out a cold snort from her nose: "Oh, it makes sense, that means you just shouted these two words, right? If I remember correctly, is the female ghost named Xiaoyan by your side?
Woolen cloth?"
I don’t even know how to explain it. Why is it getting darker and darker?
And Qingqing didn't intend to give me a chance to explain. She said coldly: "There are many people in the family. Gu Yan, you don't have to come back. You can take Xiao Yan and get a room outside!"