Four-year-old milk bag: Kick away the villain brother

into the night.The temperature in Jiangcheng these days has become extremely cold at night.

In a dilapidated residential building somewhere in Jiangcheng.

"I brought a money-losing product like you back, and I didn't get the fucking money, so I got an extra mouth like you!" Han Daqiang raised his eyelids and glanced at Zuo An'an standing in front of him, feeling that she was an eyesore very.

"Get lost! Hurry up and cook for me! Don't fucking stand here and bother me!" Han Daqiang waved to Zuo An'an impatiently.

He smelled strongly of alcohol.At first glance, Han Daqiang had just finished drinking.

Seeing Han Daqiang's appearance, Zuo An'an couldn't help biting his lips, and mist could not help but appear in his eyes.

Think back when she was in Zuo's house, she wanted wind to win wind, rain to win rain, where had she ever been wronged like this?She also cooks. When she was at Zuo's house, she didn't touch Yang Chunshui with her ten fingers, and she never even entered the kitchen!

Now Han Daqiang actually asked himself to cook for him?Why?However, Zuo An'an only dared to bury these words in his heart, but did not dare to say them out at all.

After all, if you say it, what you get in return is either a burst of insults from Han Daqiang or a severe beating!

Zuo An'an lowered his head slightly, and silently walked toward a corner of the room, Gela.This is where she cooks for Han Daqiang. It can't even be called a kitchen.

Pots and pans are stacked haphazardly, and sometimes there is no place to even put your foot down.Zuo An'an glanced at the drunk Han Daqiang, turned his head, his eyes were full of grievances.

Why did she have to be reduced to such a field!Why does she want this kind of grievance?Zuo Anan lowered his eyes, a trace of resentment flashed across his eyes.

It's all Zuo Zhe's fault!Why does he treat himself like this!He's just the adopted son of the Zuo family, does he really think he can cover the sky in the Zuo family?

"Made! I asked you to cook, what the hell are you dawdling about! Do you want to starve me to death?" Han Daqiang looked at Zuo Anan in a daze, and took a spoon towards Zuo Anan's face Hit it on the head.

Zuo An'an subconsciously held his arm to protect his head, but felt his face suddenly turned cold.

Zuo An'an touched his face subconsciously, only to see that his hands were covered with blood!Zuo An'an felt extremely wronged immediately, this was the first time she was hit in the face after living for so long!

Zuo An'an also lost his temper at this time, and yelled at Han Daqiang in dismay: "If you want to eat, you cook it yourself! I don't want to cook it for you!"

"Let me tell you, I should be Miss Qianjin, I was born to be served, not to serve you!"

Seeing Zuo An'an's appearance, Han Daqiang immediately lost his temper, walked up to Zuo An'an, and slapped Zuo An'an's uninjured left cheek again: "I gave you a face, didn't I?"

"You really fucking think you're some kind of Miss Qianjin! I'm telling you, since you've come home with me, whatever I ask you to do, you have to do for me!"

"Cry! Cry your mother cry! I've lost all my good luck because you, a broom star!" Saying this, Han Daqiang stretched out his hand to give Zuo An'an another slap.

Zuo An'an couldn't bear it anymore, and no matter it was late at night, he covered his face and rushed out of the house alone.She couldn't stay in this house for a second!

Han Daqiang continued to scold from behind: "Made, little bastard, get out and don't fucking come back! I'm annoying to see you!"

Zuo An'an could only run harder, it seemed that only in this way could Han Daqiang's abuse be forgotten.

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"Hello everyone, I am your guide of impermanence. My name is Jiang Xian." Jiang Xian, dressed in white, was standing in front of an unfinished building in Jiangcheng at the moment, and in front of him were more than a dozen people in white clothes. Bai Wuchang.

"Everyone has just become an intern of impermanence. According to the rules of the underworld, I will guide you to familiarize yourself with the daily work of the underworld."

"If you perform well, you will become regulars during the internship period." Jiang Xian glanced at the ghost messengers present one by one, and said flatly.

"Then Master Jiang, when will we become full-time?" A lively Bai Wuchang asked excitedly.

Jiang Xian's eyes lingered on him for a while: "If you all perform well, you can practice for hundreds of years."

A crowd of ghosts: "..." Who the hell can practice for hundreds of years!

Jiang Xian saw the thoughts of the dozen or so ghosts in front of him, and continued to add expressionlessly: "If the performance is not good, it is possible to practice for 1000 years."

A crowd of ghosts: "..."

"Okay." Jiang Xian raised his tone slightly: "Today is the first day I take you on a mission. Tonight's mission is to extradite the nine dead souls in Jiangcheng."

"Now I announce that two people will be in teams. Extradite the nine dead souls tonight. This is your first task since becoming Wuchang. I hope you will perform well. This will be recorded in your year-end performance appraisal."

All the ghosts instantly became enthusiastic about their work: "Yes!"

Jiang Xian waved his hand slightly, only to see a booklet in the hands of a few ghost messengers out of thin air.

"This is the address and some related information of the souls you are going to extradite tonight. I wish you all a smooth extradition." Jiang Xian lowered his eyes slightly and said lightly.

"In addition, the task of the few impermanents who have just become regulars in the back is to follow me to assess these intern impermanence. Do you understand?" Jiang Xian cast his gaze into the distance, and saw three or four impermanents standing behind.It looks a lot more mature than those in the first row.

The Wuchang in the first row cast envious glances at the Wuchang in the second row. This is Wuchang who has been practicing for hundreds of years and has become a regular.

"Okay, everyone, let's start your extradition tonight." Jiang Xian said lightly.The practice of impermanence seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and it scattered in an instant.

He rushed towards the address where he was going to be extradited tonight.When the impermanence of the practice dispersed, there was a trace of blood in the breeze for no reason, but Jiang Xian's expression changed suddenly.

Your Highness... Your Highness's blood...

"Follow me!" Jiang Xian ignored the impermanence of these internships, and disappeared in an instant with the formal impermanence behind.

Jiang Xian floated in mid-air, with his eyes closed tightly, and the huge fluctuations of Yin energy centered on him and scattered in all directions.Even the Wuchang who followed Jiang Xian couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.

The Bai Wuchang Zhuce with the most seniority looked at the fluctuation of Yin energy in Jiang Xian's body in front of him, and he was even more horrified.There is no other reason, just because although he has just become a regular now.

But at the beginning, he was an intern impermanence at the same time as Jiang Jian.Now that hundreds of years have passed, the gap between Jiang Xian and him has reached such a point.

Over the past few hundred years, Jiang Xian has not only successfully turned into a formal impermanence, but also directly became a medium impermanence.

Jiang Xian's Yin power floated in the air.Zuo An'an, who was running on the street, was stunned, and couldn't help wrapping up his thin clothes tightly.

Zuo An'an looked anxiously at the dark road behind him, and only then did he feel afraid belatedly.

There seemed to be a cold wind blowing on her neck, which inexplicably aroused goosebumps all over her body.Zuo Anan regretted it now, why did she run out at night so impulsively!

The moment Zuo Anan turned his head.Jiang Xian suddenly opened his eyes.How could a mortal have the blood of His Highness in his body!