dead child, ghost carrying coffin

He was severely injured twice by "Zhongkang" short knife, coupled with the so-called mother-in-law poison and papa poison, Wucai Taoist finally couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground a little bit limp.

Seeing this, Chen smiled even more "lewdly", and rushed over with the little fascist, and tied up Taoist Wucai firmly with the body rope.

"Hahaha, Boss, Boss, am I evil?"

"The flowers and butterflies were so fierce in the past, but now they are knocked down by us with two knives!"

Hua Jiunan is of course happy that his good brother is "promising".

Hearing this, he smiled and nodded immediately: "The plan is really powerful!"

"If I'm not at home in the future, I'll be relieved to have you watching!"

Hua Jiu said the above words, in fact, it was a bit against his will.

You must know that Chen Daji is already quite powerful now, especially after the "Qinxinmu Poison" has been lifted for all the begging army.

At that time, he absorbed the "spiritual power" of the entire army, even if each person only "distributed" a little bit to him.

If the current Mr. Chen exerts his full strength... don't expect any accidents, he can completely face the likes of ghosts and immortals head-on.

Even more than that!

Of course, super ghosts like the ghost Buddha in the past are not counted, they can easily beat the scourge out of shit...

But even so, Chen was at least comparable to Huang Chao.

And what is being said here is only the soul, the body is not considered one.

It's a pity that the scourge doesn't know how to use his abilities at all, just like a fool who guards the gold and silver but doesn't spend money.

Do you want to help Daji "develop" it?Hua Jiu can't figure it out secretly.

But he was also worried that if the disaster was serious, it would cause trouble for others, especially all the employees of the underworld...

Just when Hua Jiunan was thinking wildly, Chen couldn't wait.

"Boss, Boss, what are you thinking about? Are you still judging the flowers and butterflies?"

"If you don't want to do this job, we can't wait, hehe!"

Hua Jiunan, whose train of thought was interrupted, nodded with a smile, signaling Chen to be free.

However, for the sake of safety, he personally set up a Taoist banning technique on Wucai Taoist.

With Hua Jiunan's permission, Chen was so excited that he jumped three feet high.

Together with the little fascist, they walked towards Wucai Taoist with a smirk: "Hua Die, should you say it now, or wait until Master Ji tidies you up and submits?"

"We suggest that you don't say it now, we still want to experience hand addiction, hehehe!"

The colorful Taoist looked at the disaster and the "little bag" slowly approaching him, with despair on his face.

But he was "stubborn", humming a few times but refused to speak.

When Chen saw this, he was furious: "Oh, Hua Die, you don't cry when you see the coffin, do you?!"

After speaking, he was about to make a move but stopped suddenly.

"Father, if you are timid, get in the car, don't be afraid of seeing 'blood' later."

At this time, Chen Fu had already escaped from the extremely angry state just now, and nodded quickly after hearing this.

When I got into the car, I didn't forget to hug Xiao Wuxin into it.

"Wuxin is good, let's not watch it, let's not learn from my little bastard."

"Oh, it's just a pity that Fat Baby was completely misled..."

Speaking of belt crooked, at this time the little fascist was wearing his hat crookedly, with a cigarette in his mouth, punching and kicking the colorful Taoist.

It's a pity that until he was so tired that he stuck out his tongue and gasped for breath, the colorful Taoist was stunned and nothing happened.

Seeing this, Mr. Chen hurriedly lifted Shen Baby up in the air who was about to continue his work.

"Okay, little haw, don't throw money at us."

"Look at me when you two fight!"

After saying the scourge, he was the same as the little fascist just now, squinting his eyes with a cigarette in his mouth, and he just punched and kicked when he went up.

Mr. Chen's personal action really had an obvious effect, even though he himself was too tired to become an old dog.

Taoist Wucai was obviously in extreme pain this time, especially the kick that hurt his crotch.

He had already kicked him until his face was blue and purple, and his body was bent like a shrimp.

Even so, Taoist Wucai was still just moaning and "refusing" to explain anything.

"Oh shit, are you playing tricks on Master Ji?"

"You thought we would only kick your crotch?!"