On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

As he said that, the man actually raised his fist and tried to hit me in the face.

However, before his fist even touched my hair, Zhang Lingchuan reached out to block it.

The man looked angry.

"Zhang, you are very arrogant. Do you know what will happen if you offend me, Zhou Xiaotian?"

Zhang Lingchuan showed no expression at all, and just said calmly: "So you are a descendant of the Zhou family, the corpse suppressor in the northwest."

Zhou Xiaotian retracted his fist and showed a very proud smile.

"Since you know that we are the corpse suppressors, I advise you to restrain yourself. I will not accept your tricks!"

"You know, our Northwest Corpse Suppressor is very famous. He is a well-known figure."

Zhang Lingchuan didn't say anything, just lowered his head.

Zhou Xiaotian was very satisfied with Zhang Lingchuan's reaction.

"Are you afraid? It's okay to be afraid, so hurry up and go back with me to investigate!"

He wasn't afraid, but he was holding back laughter until his face turned red.

However, when Zhou Xiaotian yelled like this, other shops in the funeral street opened their windows.

The stall owners who used to have bad tempers and eccentric temperaments had tea prepared.

Listen to Zhou Xiaotian arguing with us.

What a bunch of guys who just watch the fun and don't take it too seriously!

Zhou Xiaotian ordered the other guards to open the car door and spoke condescendingly.

"Go in quietly and stop playing tricks on me."

Zhang Lingchuan smiled enough and finally raised his head: "Captain Zhou has taken office as a new officer, so majestic."

I rolled my eyes: "You don't necessarily have to be a high-ranking official to use chicken feathers as arrows, so what kind of prestige can you show?"

Zhou Xiaotian exploded immediately.

Suddenly, he pointed at my nose as if he had been fed gunpowder: "Who the hell are you, dare to talk to me like this? If you don't kneel down and apologize to me today, I'm going to—"

Zhou Xiaotian took a breath of air: "It hurts, it hurts—fuck, Zhang Lingchuan, do you want to rebel?"

His hand was severely broken by Zhang Lingchuan.

After having enough fun, Zhang Lingchuan said to him lazily.

"Zhou Xiaotian, I am willing to go to the Special Investigation Bureau to be investigated because I respect the bureau chief and respect the rules set by him."

Then Zhang Lingchuan stretched out his hand and pointed at me.

"If you dare to touch him, I guarantee you won't be able to walk out of Funeral Street alive."

When Zhang Lingchuan became serious, his face was cold and extremely oppressive.

Of all the people present, I was the only one who knew that Zhang Lingchuan was not joking.

Because when Zhou Xiaotian wanted to pull Zhang Lingchuan's clothes, I had murderous intentions towards him.

He is tired of secret skills, he can curse people thousands of miles away, and kill people invisible.

This Zhou Xiaotian is just a loser. It is too easy for me to do tricks on him.

However, Zhou Xiaotian did not have a long memory and continued to hold his neck while speaking.

"You dare to offend our Northwest Zhou family?"

Zhang Lingchuan took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, took one out and stuffed it into his mouth.

He took a heavy drag on the cigarette and then slowly blew out the smoke ring: "The Zhou family in the northwest? I remember two years ago, when your Zhou family was dumping corpses in western Sichuan, there was an internal fight over the uneven distribution of money."

"As a result, the body was shocked and dozens of people from nearby villages were killed."

"Did you just say that your reputation is far and wide? After thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is indeed far enough. After all, your second uncle was living in Funeral Street and undergoing transformation a while ago."

"But I'm a little curious, how many connections did people like you, the Zhou family, use to get you into the special investigation bureau?"

Zhang Lingchuan's words made Zhou Xiaotian uneasy.

"Zhang Lingchuan...you are talking fucking nonsense——"

Zhang Lingchuan held a cigarette in his mouth and waved his hand at him angrily: "Get out of the way, don't stop me from getting in the car."

Zhou Xiaotian was pushed by Zhang Lingchuan and immediately fell into a dog's excrement.

Seeing this, the other guards had to quickly pick him up and stuff him into the car.

I was a little worried about my boss's safety, so I hurriedly followed him: "Boss, I'll go with you."

Zhang Lingchuan stretched out his hand to block me: "You are not an unweaned child. Don't follow me wherever I go."

"Take a good look at the store, I'll be back soon!"

Seeing his insistence, I had no choice but to nod and watch the pile of cars leave.

Since Zhang Lingchuan won't let me follow him, I, as a clerk, naturally have to obey the boss's orders.

So I turned around and walked into the incense shop and closed the door tightly.

Seeing no one around, I slowly opened my palms.

Above are a few strands of hair that I took off from Zhou Xiaotian, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

That person surnamed Zhou, don’t even think about having an easy time these days!

There are so many ways to make life worse than death in Weary of Victory.

Anyway, I won’t kill him, I’ll torture him slowly.

After finishing this matter, I guessed that it was getting dark outside, so I thought about having a quick meal and going to bed early.

Anyway, this shabby stall doesn’t see many people every day.

However, just as I was about to open the door and close the shop, I suddenly noticed something was wrong.

A yin energy hit the back of my spine.

It seems like someone is standing behind me!

I kept my cool and pretended to be swaying, and picked up a Luban ruler from the shop.

He turned around suddenly, but there was nothing behind him.

But my feeling was unmistakable, something was clearly following me.

And it seemed like it was trying to play a trick on me. No matter how I turned around, it was still following me.

Like dog-skin plaster, the ghost lingers and cannot be shaken off.

There are talismans in Zhang Lingchuan's shop that can ward off evil spirits and suppress ghosts. What kind of evildoer has the courage to break in?

Just when I was confused, I suddenly turned my head and bumped into a colorful paper man.

"Damn it, you don't want to be reincarnated anymore, do you?"

I know that many of the remnant souls of the paper figures in Zhang Lingchuan’s incense shop will inhabit them at night.

They are very honest on weekdays.

Today Zhang Lingchuan is not here, so he started bullying me, a stupid young man?

I just wanted to pick up the Luban ruler and teach it a lesson, but I found that it didn't seem to have any malicious intent.

Instead, he raised his hand with great difficulty and slowly pointed outside.

The door has been closed tightly by me.

But this incense shop uses a wooden door with a small gap in the middle.

I looked out through the gap and saw a pure black eye!

My heart skipped a beat. I felt bad. Someone was looking for trouble.

Sure enough, the next second, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The movement seemed to tear down the door.

"Zhang Lingchuan, get out of here!"

"You blind one of my eyes, and I'll take your life!"

Immediately afterwards, a pinched cigarette voice slowly made a sound.

"One-eyed Corpse King, why are you in such a hurry? Even if you want to settle the score with Zhang Lingchuan, we have to get rid of the three evil spirits to settle the score with him first."

There were constant quarrels outside the door, and a woman's faint sigh came in.

"If you want to settle accounts, how come I, the judge of the underworld, are missing?"

I stood in the room, my teeth chattering with anger.

"What the hell are you pretending to be?"

"Every name was announced so loudly that when Zhang Lingchuan was here, he didn't even dare to say a word."