One punch and one ghost, you say this is mental illness?

"No, no, no, I don't want good reviews." The takeaway ghost knelt down and kowtowed.

In the current situation, what five-star praise is needed? It would be good if the other party didn't want his life.

"You really don't want five-star praise?" He Yan narrowed his eyes.

The takeaway ghost said tremblingly: "No, no, no, I don't deserve it."

"It's good to know." He Yan rubbed his sore fist.

He looked at every part of the takeaway ghost's body. His body was very strong, and his waist... must be very good.

"Twelve, do you have a knife?" He Yan turned his head and asked.

"Yes." Chen Twelve took out a small dagger from his waist and threw it to He Yan.

Looking at the gleaming dagger, the takeaway ghost backed away again and again, huddled in a corner: "Brother, I don't want to praise you, don't hit me."

"Keep your waist, and your heart, liver, spleen and lungs." He Yan geigei laughed strangely.

The takeaway ghost shook his head desperately: "No, no, no, no, no."

"Unfortunately, the more you don't want me, the more excited I get." He Yan held the dagger,

Chen Twelve was suspended in mid-air, stretched out the middle finger and index finger of his right hand and tapped on the center of his eyebrows and the left and right shoulders, then put his hands together and said: "May there be no messengers of Ga Yaozi in heaven, and Yao Zi will be with you, Amen!"

Accompanied by shrill screams, the takeaway ghost lay weakly on the ground, his waist was shattered, his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were all shattered.

He Yan laughed and left with the fresh kidney in his hand.

The takeaway ghost looked helplessly and weakly at He Yan's back and shed tears of humiliation.

Tonight, he was dirty.

Putting the dried internal organs into the refrigerator, He Yan took a shower and fell asleep comfortably.

Early the next morning, He Yan was woken up by a WeChat call. He picked it up and saw that it was Zhang Wentao calling.

At the same time, a person named Menghu Xiashan added him on WeChat.

He Yan frowned, turned around and covered his head with the quilt and continued to sleep.

Liu picked up the phone for him with one hand. On the other end of the phone was Zhang Wentao's pleasantly excited and impatient voice.

"Expert, awesome, Barbie has Q, the third child has come back to life, has come back to life, hahaha." Zhang Wentao was a little incoherent with excitement.

After he finished speaking, another voice rang out: "Barbie Q, I am now pure and in good health, yes, let's say, such a wonderful hand rejuvenation, pure is our No.1, yes .”

Hearing this, Liu Yishou understood.

Zhang Wenjiang woke up, no, he came back to life.

After a few seconds of silence, Liu Yishou said, "He Yan is still sleeping."

The other party was also silent for a few seconds, and then hung up the phone without hesitation.

Liu Yishou glanced at the time, it was only past eight o'clock.

Chen Twelve was a vampire now, so he didn't have much sleep at all.

Er Qiu and a cat were sleeping on the sofa. Chen Twelve got a prawn from somewhere, and he held the prawn close to Er Qiu's nose.

In just one second, the second ball seemed to dry on the shrimp head with one bite.

Liu Yishou who came out of the room happened to see this scene, and said with rare humor: "As we all know, the speed of cats is seven times faster than that of humans. In that second just now, Er Qiu got up and stretched. After washing his face and brushing his teeth One bite on the head of the shrimp."

"Humorous." Chen Twelve gave a thumbs up.

"Zhang Wenjiang is back to normal." Liu Yishou said.

This matter seemed to have been expected by Chen Twelve long ago. He sat on the sofa, smoked a cigarette and said, "It's not normal if it doesn't recover. Who are we Yangan?"

"It's true, he has now become the savior of the three giants of the Spirit Control Department, and we in the Soul Suppression Department don't have to pay too much attention to the face of the Spirit Control Department." Liu Yishou smiled.

While talking, he sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jianguo.

Jiang Jianguo jumped three feet high, and he made a big difference.

Although He Yan is not a member of his Soul Suppression Division, but he knows He Yan very well, it's like Wangnian has made friends with him.

In the presidential suite, He Yan slept until ten o'clock and finally woke up.

He suddenly remembered one thing, the kidneys in the refrigerator had to be sold as soon as possible, otherwise they would be stale.

And the seller is the one who has been wronged... No, it is Zhang Wentao, the tycoon.

After a quick wash, He Yan was wearing a yellow sweater and hugged the second fairway: "Let's go, let's go to the spirit control department."

Chen Twelve threw a big meat bun and a box of milk to He Yan, and said, "Let's go, eat on the way."

Three people and one cat went to the spirit control department again, Zhang Wentao and his brother were still on the way.

In Zhang Wentao's office, Qinglong saw He Yan who was sitting on the sofa stroking the cat, then looked at the cracked and long desk that had not been replaced, and rolled his eyes: "It's cured?"

"10 yuan, here you go." He Yan stretched out his hand and said.

Qinglong crossed his hands and sneered: "It's cured?"

"I'm back, Barbie Q is here." An extremely loud voice came from the door.

Qinglong's eyes widened and he turned his head to look, it was Zhang Wenjiang.

He was dressed in black and dark clothes, with a metal chain around his neck, a mustache, and a baseball cap, standing there alive and well.

"Brother Jiang, you're all right." Qinglong ran up excitedly.

Zhang Wenjiang skipped over to He Yan and quickly walked towards He Yan, he grabbed He Yan's hand and said, "I'm in a pure newborn state now, you are my reborn parents, yes, thank you, sir Benefactor."

"You're welcome, do you want to buy kidneys?" He Yan grinned.

Zhang Wenjiang was taken aback: "Waist?"

"There are also heart, liver, spleen and lungs." He Yan said while taking out a black bag, which contained some fresh ghost offal.

"Of course, it's my pleasure." Zhang Wenjiang took out the phone and said, "How much is it?"

"Five thousand." He Yan said without thinking.

Without hesitation, Zhang Wenjiang directly transferred to 6666.

He Yan took the money and said, "I'll give you a pair of kidneys next time we meet."

Zhang Wenjiang just laughed, he said: "He Gaoren, who did you learn from?"

"I'm an expert, I can learn by myself without a teacher." He Yan said proudly.

"Young and promising." Zhang Wenjiang touched his mustache and looked at He Yan with admiration.

Then he turned his attention to Er Qiu again, rubbed his hands together and said with a smile: "Bai Ze Divine Beast, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hmm." Er Qiu hummed lightly.

It is an ancient beast, and it has its arrogance.

Qinglong's mood was extremely complicated. While he was happy that Zhang Wenjiang was alive, he also felt sorry for his 10 yuan.

"Transfer the money." Chen Twelve took He Yan's payment code and approached Qinglong.
Qinglong gritted his teeth and said: "A man can bend and stretch, sweep as he pleases."

After speaking, Qinglong paid 10 yuan with tears in his eyes.

Shanmao shook his head and sighed, "It's your own fault."

With a ding, He Yan received a huge sum of money.

He quickly took out his phone and checked his WeChat balance.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand...

He Yan grinned, his WeChat balance was more than 20.

Smiling and laughing, He Yan felt something was wrong, he seemed to have 25.

Thinking of this, He Yan hurriedly opened the bill, but found nothing unusual.

Erqiu shrank his neck guiltily. He was carrying a small backpack on his back with his mobile phone in it.

Just last night, it transferred 5 yuan from He Yan’s WeChat on the pretext of charging He Yan, and then deleted all records.

It has been with you for so long, and what is yours and what is mine, it is everyone's right, right?

Thinking of this, Er Qiu swallowed and straightened his back.

It's right, it didn't steal.

He Yan can't see what's wrong after looking at it, and don't think about the things that don't make sense, so why make things difficult for yourself.

Zhang Wenjiang laughed and said, "He Gaoren, my elder brother has booked a private room at the Yuncheng Hotel, let's go and have dinner."

"Let's go." He Yan stood up abruptly.

Seeing that he was no longer obsessed with money, Er Qiu let out a heavy breath.

Before leaving the door, He Yan suddenly stopped and said, "Xiaotao promised me, as long as I save you, I will hand over the little fox to me."

"Is that fox demon? I'll call and ask." Zhang Wenjiang dialed Zhang Wentao while speaking.

Zhang Wentao is also a bold person, he can release the fox demon, but why bother to help them find the werewolf's lair.

He Yan readily agreed and asked to see the little fox now.