Resurrection of spirits: When I see spirits, my eyes glow

Ye Qing doesn't care about this at all.

Instead, he laughed and said: "Amitabha, look at your deadly appearance, don't leave if you have the ability, let me see how long you can wait!"

The more Mao Qing thought about it, the angrier she became, so she just sat on the stairs and waited.

Ye Qing immediately called the property management of the community.

"Hello, is it a property? I am a business owner at 114, Block B. Suddenly a crazy old man appeared in front of my house. He wanted to sell me a bunch of diapers. If he didn't buy it, he wouldn't leave. This has seriously affected my normal life.
I didn’t underpay the property fee. You have to do some personnel work. If you can’t solve it for me, you don’t want to charge the property fee next time! "

The person who answered the phone was a middle-aged man named Wu Quan, with a big square face, and it was full of pits.

When I went out in the morning, I stepped on a dog's poop, and Wood was in trouble.

Hearing what Ye Qing said now, he became even more angry.

"Okay, I'll take someone over there now!"

After hanging up the phone, Wood Quan immediately called a few community security guards and walked towards Block B.

While walking, Wood pondered all the time.

Where did such an old fool come from.

You can't sell anything, but you have to sell diapers?

It is also sold at the door of other people's houses.

It just so happens that I have no place to vent my anger today, so I will take you under the knife.

When they came to the door of Ye Qing's house, Mao Qing was still sitting there waiting.

Seeing these security guards, he didn't pay attention.

Wood said in an extremely arrogant tone: "What the hell are you doing here?"

Mao Qing glared at him coldly, and said: "Poverty is sitting here, you are blind, you can't see!"

Wooden's expression was instantly covered with anger.

He poked his forehead with the antenna of the walkie-talkie, and said with slanted eyebrows, "I'm not short-tempered. Let me ask you, are you selling diapers here?"

Mao Qing's character of being on fire broke out on the spot.

"Wuliang Tianzun, who sells Nima's diapers, and the Taoist priest of the Hammer Temple on Caotou Mountain, who is a poor Taoist, sells diapers? The poor Taoist looks like a diaper to you!"

Wooden sneered and said: "Oh, I'm so stupid, how dare you curse? I see you lighting a lantern in your hut, looking for death, brothers, drag him out for me!"

A few security guards didn't say a word, they came up and started to do it.

Mao Qing got up suddenly, and said angrily: "What do you want to do? I'm stupid, you dare to pull the collar of the poor man, you let me go, ouch, I'm stupid, you dare to grab the poor man's pants, if you don't let go, I will let you go!" You can't eat and walk around!"

Ye Qing saw clearly in the door mirror.

My heart is full of joy.

Whoever said that he had to fight him by himself, these security guards were already very aggressive.

However, Mao Qing is not easy to provoke.

With a loud shout, his inner strength erupted, knocking several security guards to the ground.

One of the security guards also rolled down the stairs and called Wood Quan his daughter-in-law's nickname.

Wood was all shocked.

This old man is worthy of selling diapers, and he is really good at it.

Mao Qing was completely out of control at this time.

The expression on his face was as if someone stuffed a cannonball into his crotch.

Before Wood could react, Mao Qing raised his hand with a big mouth.

He slapped Wood too, and rolled down the stairs. He was so painful that he called the security guard by his mother's nickname.

He also exchanged glances with the security guard.

The security guard bared his teeth and said, "If we live together in the future, what will this generation do?"

If it wasn't for the dislocation of his arm, Wood would have slapped this idiot security guard to death.

At this time, Mao Qing said in a gloomy, vicious and cold voice: "Let me teach you a lesson, whoever dares to provoke the poor will make your life worse than death!"

Wood would not suffer from this disadvantage, and said coldly: "Okay, you wait for me!"

After all, several people left supporting each other.

Mao Qing turned to the door and said, "This is the person you called. It's ridiculous. Apart from pulling their collars and pulling their trousers, what can they do?"

Ye Qing also thinks that Wood Quan and those people are simply worthless.

Even a veteran can't do it.

It seems that he has to go out by himself.

The system does give a good suggestion.

[Host: You can use devious tactics to catch him off guard! 】

This method is good.

Ye Qing looked through the door mirror again.

Mao Qing was facing his room door, sitting cross-legged, intending to die and wait.

Ye Qing rolled his eyes, and immediately had a good idea.

He walked lightly to the balcony and opened the window.

It is only half a meter away from the balcony window next door.

When Zhao Liangcai moved out, the windows were opened for ventilation.

Ye Qing chuckled, turned around and went back to the kitchen, picked up the frying pan for frying eggs, followed him silently across the balcony, and jumped into Zhao Liangcai's house.

When I came to the door, I looked in the door mirror first.

The back of Mao Qing's head was facing him.

Now is a good opportunity, he immediately opened the door.

Mao Qing heard the door behind him.

But he never thought that Ye Qing would appear behind him.

He thought it was Ye Qing's neighbor who was going out, and he had nothing to do with him.

He continued to close his eyes, grinning, waiting for Ye Qing's door to open.

Ye Qing tried the frying pan first.

Then he aimed at the back of Mao Qing's head, swung it with a whimper.

Mao Qing heard something wrong.

It seems that something wants to swing itself.

He just opened his eyes and wanted to turn his head to look.

The pan was already in intimate contact with the back of his head.

There was a muffled 'crack'.

It seemed the whole building heard it.

An old man who lived on the tenth floor scolded: "Who the hell set off cannons in the corridor? It's immoral!"

Ye Qing's move is really wicked.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to smash all of Mao Qing's farts.

Both ears were bleeding, and in the whole head, it seemed that there was a heavy metal band singing industrial rock.

As for the psychological harm caused to Mao Qing, it is equivalent to the chastity he has preserved for a lifetime, and suddenly one day he went to buy cabbage, and a few old ladies ruined it.

That injury cannot be healed, and it is an extreme insult to his personality, dignity, and hammer view.

Hitting the back of the head with a pan?

Still under the premise of not paying attention.

Smashing yourself now is like having a split personality.

I always want to jump and pee.

Mao Qing's anger, amidst the buzzing in his head, was like a volcano erupting.

However, Ye Qing just left after the fight, not entangled at all.

He is also a person.

If it was a ghost, he would have been killed by now.

The system is very clear.

[The host can only supersede ghosts, and cannot kill living people, otherwise, all points, skills, weapons, and equipment will be erased! 】

But Ye Qing was also quite surprised by Mao Qing's fighting ability, it was really strong.

They were all smashed like this, and they were still able to kick the door.

Fortunately, the hardness of this anti-theft door is very good.

Let alone him, even if an excavator comes, it may not be able to break open the door.

Mao Qing fiddled with it for a long time, was exhausted and did not kick it away.

He simply sat on the ground again, taking a breath before continuing.