Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

Hei Wuchang stared at Yun Xiaozi and Qin Baichen in the car.

Bai Wuchang, who was wearing a white casual suit, followed his gaze.

On his always smiling face, the smile deepened a bit, and he said softly: "In less than an hour, we will complete the task."

Bai Wuchang is too tall and thin, with soft facial lines and a pale complexion.

The smile on his face seemed to be embroidered, and it was so emotionless that it made people feel panicked.

Hei Wuchang's voice was hoarse and he complained disdainfully: "No matter how much you do, it will be useless."

Hades wanted to take his life, and it was useless for anyone to come.

Bai Wuchang's dark pupils stared at Qin Baichen, that outstanding face with profound and eye-catching facial features, gentleness and dignity.

The face shrouded in deathly aura is now almost as pale as his.

Bai Wuchang touched his chin and said meaningfully: "Our Pluto has pretty good eyesight, and this guy is pretty good-looking."

Hei Wuchang could not refute this.

Qin Baichen is a kind of dragon and phoenix among people.

His appearance and demeanor were outstanding and unforgettable.

The aura of a superior person hidden under the surface, even with his eyes closed, is still something that cannot be underestimated.

After a while, Hei Wuchang finally spoke coldly.

"No matter how good-looking he is, what's the use? We Pluto don't want him."

Billions of ghosts in the underworld all know that this new underworld husband is despised by their underworld king.

People who do not please Pluto have no value in existence.

Hei Wuchang is naturally not polite to him.

A smile appeared on Bai Wuchang's pale face, and the smile was strange and twisted.

He gloated and said, "If he looks like this down there, those perverts in the underworld will probably eat him alive."

Hei Wuchang glanced sideways at him with a fierce and sinister look.

“You don’t have to wait until later, you can now connect to the network of the underworld and start the live broadcast.

Those perverts probably not only licked the screen, they could chew up the phone and swallow it. "

As soon as he said the teasing words, a call came to his ears.

"Where is the black and white impermanence?"

It was Fu Jiuqing's solemn voice, coming from the other end of the city.

As if he had no bones, the black and white messenger who was leaning in front of the car quickly stood up straight after hearing the sound.

Their green and pale faces showed an expression of fear and uneasiness.

The two men immediately bowed their heads in the direction of the source of the sound and bowed respectfully.

"Heiwu has never seen Pluto!"

"Bai Wucheng has seen Hades before!"

Fu Jiuqing's voice sounded again, this time with a clear tone of urgency.

"Don't touch Qin Baichen! If you dare to touch him, be careful I'll skin you!"

The domineering and cold declaration followed the sound waves in the air and reached the heart of the black and white messenger.

Black and White Wuchang looked back at Qin Baichen who was only half-breathed and died completely in the car.

The two looked at each other, speechless.

The point is, they don't need to do anything, and the people in the car are dying.

The ghostly aura that filled the air was being continuously absorbed into Qin Baichen's body in the car.

His body was like a black hole, not letting go of any trace of ghost energy.

Such a physique would be quite explosive in the underworld.

If this trend continues, Qin Baichen will not be able to wait for the Qin family's medical team to come, and his soul will be squeezed out of his body.

Hei Wuchang hesitated for a moment and bowed to where Fu Jiuqing was.

"Pluto, I'm afraid Qin Baichen won't be able to hold on for long. He will explode and die within half an hour at the latest."

The scene of his body exploding to death was so bloody that there was not much left of his body.

If the soul is not taken away by them, it will not be able to reshape the body if it remains in the world.

"I don't care how long he can hold on, even if he is dead, his soul will stay where he is!"

Fu Jiuqing's warm voice came, faintly mixed with the sound of wind.

"Yes--"

What can we do about black and white and impermanence? We can only behave in a orderly manner.

Not long after, Fu Jiuqing's voice came again.

"I'm on my way there. Before that, you must do everything you can to save his life."

This time, the voice was obviously much softer than before.

The black and white messenger clearly felt that the pressure in the air was completely broken.

Even so, they still bowed their heads respectfully.

"Roger that!"

The other side of the city.

After helping Jiuqing locate Qin Baichen's location, he urged Shu Jingyan to come all the way.

Halfway through the journey, I encountered uniformed staff setting up checkpoints and fences at intersections.

The warning lights on the roadside were bright and dazzling, and many vehicles were blocked and took detours.

Shu Jingyan stopped at the checkpointed intersection and looked back at Fu Jiuqing.

"Pluto, the road ahead is unworkable."

Fu Jiuqing looked forward and saw the solemn-looking staff.

She frowned and asked coldly: "Is this the fastest way to get there?"

Shu Jingyan nodded: "Yes -"

Fu Jiuqing narrowed his eyes and ordered in a deep voice: "Break through!"

A flash of astonishment flashed across Shu Jingyan's eyes, thinking that Pluto's husband seemed to have no status in Pluto's heart.

He nodded immediately, stepped on the accelerator, and hit the roadblock in front of him.

A loud bang!

The roadblock that had just been placed was knocked away in an instant.

Three or four black cars were speeding along the spacious road.

The law enforcement officer looked at the car going away, took out his walkie-talkie with a panic expression, and spoke something very fast.

At this moment, a formation of more than a dozen valuable luxury cars drove quickly from a distance.

The speed was so fast that he rushed to the front in the blink of an eye.

The people standing in front of the roadblock clearly saw the signs on the cars and let them go as fast as they could in their lives.

One after another, people broke through the checkpoints and fell into the eyes of onlookers not far away.

At the intersection, there were several beautiful sports cars parked, and several children from rich families stood in front of the cars.

A young man with dyed blue hair and a strand of white hair bleached had a smelly face.

The young man pointed not far away, where the knocked-off roadblocks littered the ground.

He said in a mocking tone but unwillingly: "Everyone else has broken in, and we're just blocking it here?"

The woman dressed alluringly said instigatingly: "Let's get through too!"

Others also followed the advice: "Yes, let's go through. The first few cars that go through the barrier are ordinary cars at first glance.

They dare to break in, so what are we afraid of? It's just a few fines! "

The blue-haired young man looked ready to move.

There was a man dressed in a hip-hop style with a red mole on the tip of his nose, leaning on a McLaren sports car worth tens of millions.

He glanced at everyone with a slightly mocking look and sneered.

"Didn't you see the convoy being released from behind?"

Some people didn't understand the meaning and said casually: "I saw it, but I didn't see clearly what model it was."

The woman who had taken the lead in instigating the incident said doubtfully, "I don't know which big shot it was."

"No matter who he is, the car has passed by anyway, so what can we do if we take this road?"

"Let's go! This road can reach the Panshan Circuit the fastest. You can't be late for tonight's game!"