Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

Ignoring Chen Li's white eyes, he picked up a few chopsticks.

While stuffing it into his mouth, he said vaguely:

"The spirit hunting group is an organization that specializes in catching tricks, and those who control tricks are all people with tricks in their bodies."

"Tricksters are very dangerous. If they are not controlled, they will be more harmful than ordinary monsters if they get out of control under certain special circumstances."

"Do you think that such a person will be let out of their jurisdiction?"

"But there is no trick in my body." Chen Li said slowly.

"Did you say there is no one?"

Shen Taiping rolled his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Chen Li frowned.

Shen Taiping poured another bowl of broth.

Dundun took a few sips.

With a wipe of his mouth, he said:

"It means that what you say doesn't count."

When he was in school, Chen Li knew that in this society, whoever is powerful and who has a strong fist has the final say.

It seems that in this kind of circle, this rule also applies.

It's just that I don't know whether it is the so-called Jiling Group's fists or the paper figurines' fists.

Chen Li was silent for a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and said:

"No, I have the final say on my business."

Shen Taiping was slightly taken aback, and soon understood what Chen Li was relying on.

He shook his head slowly and said:

"Young man, have you ever heard the saying that two fists are no match for four hands?"

"Do you think I only have 'two fists'?"

Chen Liyi was not afraid.

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding paper figurines immediately surrounded him.

The fat man shivered immediately.

Shen Taiping was not much better either.

The bowl in my hand suddenly became unstable.

With a bang, it fell on the table.

His face trembled, and he said:

"I... I made a mistake. It's not this sentence. It should be a hero and three gangs. Three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang."

Chen Li frowned and said with a smile:

"The three cobblers don't mean you, me, and this fat man?"

Shen Taiping glanced at the shivering fat man, and nodded cheekily.

"Don't underestimate this kid. He is a typical pig-like face with a loud heart and will not hold back."

One family knows one thing.

Chen Li is very aware of his weaknesses.

Don't look at the protection of so many paper figurines around you.

But I am an ordinary person after all.

If you are an ordinary person, it is easy to be targeted.

Sometimes a real person is needed to do things, and paper dolls are definitely not suitable for such occasions.

And if you go out in person, you may be wronged by others.

At this time, it is only appropriate to find a few helpers.

Shen Taiping's purpose is very clear.

Chen Li is not very repulsed to find someone to form a team.

It's just that there are still some things that need to be discussed.

Chen Li's smile gradually faded, he put down his chopsticks, thought carefully for a moment, and said slowly:

"You want to cooperate with me, I can promise you, but what can you give me?"

Seeing that Chen Li finally let go, Shen Taiping slowly let go of his toes that were clasped secretly.

Grinning his mouth, he revealed a smiling face:

"I can make the spirit hunting team give up forcing you to join them."

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Chapter 7 come to the door

sunset.

The afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire Baizhi Street, and the shadows of trees on the sidewalks on both sides dragged for a long time.

A gust of autumn wind blows, rolling up the fallen leaves.

It adds a bit of desolation to the quiet Baizhi Street.

At this time, outside the Xichen Pavilion.

The fat man was holding a mobile phone and standing under a tree to make a call.

"Hey, Xiaoyang, have you and Master Shen bought the paper figurine? When will you come back? Can you get home before dark?"

Grandpa's slightly anxious questioning voice kept coming from the phone.