Mr. Fu is always too annoying

transaction?

Fu Tong turned the knife casually: "I don't think there is any deal between you and me."

Bo Nan laughed hoarsely: "That's not necessarily the case, I don't want much, why don't you listen first?"

When she smiled, her entire face distorted. Although only the whites of her eyes were left, Fu Tong could still see the urgency and greed that could not be concealed.

Fan Xiu looked over, hesitated to speak.

Fu Tong didn't look at him, and lightly tapped the knife a few times: "Let's talk about it then."

Bo Nan was overjoyed and trembled almost uncontrollably.

Following her reaction, the candles that had just been extinguished around her suddenly lit up again, and while the candles were flickering, Bo Nan stood in the corner again, her eyes returned to their original positions, and the ink on her face was as delicate and delicate as if it was a new painting.

Fu Tong glanced over.

Bo Nan bowed to him from a distance, with a smile on his face: "Fu Tong, I know—"

He was interrupted by Fu Tong just after he said a few words.

"Just tell me what you want. If I can't give you what you want, isn't that a waste of time?"

Bo Nan had heard of Yazi's vicious reputation, so he didn't care about his attitude, and continued to speak: "What I want is very simple, as long as you don't care about this matter, let me stay here as Bo Nan ,How about it?"

"The reason?"

"Big star, don't you think now is a particularly good time?" Bo Nan laughed softly, "In the past, actors were put in a low-level profession, and no matter what, they were just a pastime for others. Power can control our destiny... It's different now, actors are no longer low-level, they are stars, countless people are chasing after them, how glamorous, I just came earlier, why, there is nothing left Woolen cloth?"

The expression on Bo Nan's face changed at some point, and the excitement was mixed with unwillingness: "Everything you have and experience now is something I didn't even dare to think about. I have sung for so many years, and my whole life I gave it the best time in the world, but what did I get? Taunting, indifference, random trampling... Do you know how I died?"

Fu Tong looked at her.

But Bo Nan didn't continue to say these things, and laughed again to himself: "Forget it, why should I tell you these things? As long as you agree, then I will be Bo Nan from now on, and I never got what I wanted. Everything you have lived will be mine, and you will also get what you want..."

Fu Tong said suddenly: "Are you ready?"

Bo Nan was taken aback: "What?"

At the same time as the question came out, Rao She suddenly raised his hand: "Get up!"

Following his voice, eight talismans appeared from Bo Nan's feet, instantly surrounding her.

All this happened so suddenly, Bo Nan froze for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, more talismans had already arrived in front of her, rushing towards her one after another.

Rao She is the third-rank celestial master of the Tianshi Mansion, as long as the talisman paper in his hand is not blocked, its lethality is beyond doubt.

Suddenly, there was an extremely strange scream in the room, and the surrounding candles also shook.

As the candle flickered, the talismans wrapped around Bo Nan's body seemed to become a hand, pulling a black costume out of her body bit by bit.

In the next second, Fu Tong raised his hand, and the black knife in his hand pierced the wind, nailing the costume firmly to the wall.

The screams that filled the surroundings reached the peak at this moment, sharp and weird, like a ghost crying.

Fu Tong glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "Not bad, exactly 3 minutes."

Caught off guard by the boss's compliment, Rao She was taken aback, then smiled embarrassedly: "No, no, still, it's still a bit slow."

Fan Xiu's long-cherished wish of lying down was fulfilled, and just as he was about to speak, a crazy female voice suddenly sounded from the other side of the wall: "You lied to me?!"

The three looked up, and the costume nailed to the wall turned into a woman at some point, looking at them viciously, with angry and distorted expressions.

Fu Tong glanced at her lightly; "I said from the very beginning that I'm going to find you out in three minutes, and you didn't take it seriously."

"Don't struggle, my knife, you can't break free, it's time to go where you should go."

Bo Nan's expression became more ferocious: "I won't leave! Why can you enjoy the scenery to the fullest? This is all I can do? I didn't own anything before I was alive, and after I died, I hid for so many years without seeing the light of day in this costume. Now that I finally have the chance to return to the world, you still lied to me! Fu Tong, Fu Tong! A person like you deserves Fu Qianyuan to throw you away..."

Fu Tong's fingers trembled violently.

But Bo Nan smiled: "Why, did you hit your sore spot? I really wanted to make a deal with you, but it's still too late. Don't you want to know about Fu Qianyuan? As long as you can..."

Fu Tong didn't want to hear anything from her, and looked at the two people standing beside him expressionlessly: "Is there a rule about whether she stays with you or not? If not, I will take her life."

The pitch-black knife on the wall began to buzz along with his words as if it had been sensed.

Fan Xiu was startled, and hastily said, "Some, some, don't do it!"

Rao She next to him also came up, took out a white bottle engraved with spells from his arms, and threw it at Bo Nan without saying a word.

Fear flashed in Bo Nan's eyes, and she wanted to dodge subconsciously, but it was impossible to avoid being nailed there by Fu Tong's knife. Caged in that bottle.

"Ding--"

The white bottle turned blood-colored and fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Rao She went over to pick it up, looked back and forth several times, then turned around and gestured ok to them: "It's done, everything is in place."

Fan Xiu didn't dare to speak.

Standing next to Fu Tong, he could clearly feel the latter's bad mood now - the coercion from the ancient beasts was pouring out from him continuously, carrying endless evil spirits, which was worse than Bo Nan's just now. It's going to be a little bit colder.

Rao She soon realized something was wrong, and after thinking about what Bo Nan had left to say just now, he understood.

The room was extremely quiet for a while.

After an unknown period of time, the phone in Fu Tong's pocket vibrated suddenly, interrupting the unspeakable silence.

Fu Tong turned on the screen and found that the app page of Monster Bureau was on the screen again. The interface jumped out this time to the task interface, and there was a frame at the top. The left side of the frame was Bo Nan's commission, and the right side was a progress bar that was already full of green value. , a green checkmark is also attached.

Fu Tong turned the screen to Fan Xiu and Rao She: "What is this?"

"Mertiful tasks." Fan Xiu took a look and said, "All tasks within the management scope of the Monster Bureau will appear here. After completion, you can get corresponding commissions and merit rewards. We also have some. These are automatically recognized by the system, and It’s the same as punching in and signing in.”

After finishing speaking, he paused, and then said again: "Actually, staying in the bureau is good for you. Every year when the bureau recruits, there are many people who sign up, just to have these opportunities to accumulate merit, and you... "

Although he didn't say the following words, Fu Tong knew what he meant.

The ancient ferocious beasts gnaw at the eyes, and they are the main killers. Their merits are born to be negative. If they don't accumulate merits, they basically have to test the rhythm every minute on the verge of divine punishment.

Nine out of ten of the Yazi before Fu Tong died from the punishment of heaven.

Now that it has been passed down to Fu Tong, if you don't pay attention, it will end like that.

Fu Tong didn't speak.

Fan Xiu regretted those words as soon as he finished speaking. He took a sneak peek and felt that the boss didn't seem to be angry. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and began to change the subject: "Then, shall we go back now?"

we?

Fu Tong glanced at him with a half-smile.

Fan Xiu understood in an instant: "Then... shall we take Bo Nan back first? She was raped and swallowed sleeping pills before, so she has to take a good look at it first, and if there is no problem, she will have to do a follow-up registration later."

Fu Tong hummed.

Rao She over there had already helped up the unconscious Bo Nan when Fan Xiu said this.

The two said goodbye to Tong Fu, and hurried away with Bo Nan.

Only Fu Tong was left in the room.

Fu Tong rubbed his brows, decided to go home, and called Lu Chuan before entering the elevator.

The other side quickly connected: "Boss, your call is just in time. I was just about to call you. Are you at home?"

Fu Tong pressed the elevator button: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"That's good. I'll be there in about 10 minutes. I need to discuss some things with you face to face."

"what?"

"Your upcoming itinerary, and the matter of Bo Nan, I had a good talk on the phone before, why did you hang up all of a sudden?"

What Lu Chuan was talking about was the phone call that Fu Tong made with him when he was still in the Monster Bureau. Because of Fan Xiu's sudden voice, Fu Tong accidentally hung up on him.

Fu Tong didn't explain, and said directly: "There is no need to talk about Bo Nan's matter, it has been resolved."

Lu Chuan was a little shocked: "Wait... When did this happen?"

Fu Tong briefly told him what happened at Bo Nan's house.

After listening, Lu Chuan was silent for a while, and when he spoke again after a while, his voice suddenly became more inexplicably excited: "Boss, do you know? I never thought that you would have a day to earn merit points by eating public meals. "

Mr. Manager once worried that Fu Tong would cross the line on the verge of divine punishment one day.

Fu Tong: "..."

I understand what you mean, but why does this sound so wrong?

At the same time, Fu didn't know what to say. Just when the elevator arrived, he said, "Let's not talk about it. Aren't you coming soon? Let's talk about the details face to face."

Lu Chuan happened to have the green light, so he said hello immediately.

At the same time as the phone was hung up, the door of the elevator opened in front of him.

Longjingyuan Community is a structure of two households on one floor, on the left and right sides respectively. Fu Tong’s house is in Room [-] on the left, and Room [-] on the right has been vacant since the day he moved in. Fu Tong was used to one room. People occupy the first floor. I didn't expect to see the door of [-] open as soon as I got out of the elevator today. Many people came in and out from there. It seemed that it should be a moving company.

There are actually neighbors.

But now the urban neighborhood relationship is weak, there seems to be no difference between having this person and not having this person.

Fu Tong glanced at it, didn't feel relieved, and went home directly.

The decoration of his home is equipped with the bag that came with him when he bought the house. It looks very exquisite, but it doesn’t really feel like home. In addition, Fu Tong is usually busy. There are cats and dogs, and it looks quite deserted.

Fu Tong lowered his eyes and turned on all the headlights in the room, only then did he feel that the room was a little warmer.

He sat down and began to think about what happened today.

In fact, there is no need for Lu Chuan to say, Fu Tong himself knows that there is something wrong with Bo Nan. The blood of fierce beasts is born with the way of killing. Even if it is a fierce beast cub like Wen Lang who is not yet an adult, others will take the initiative to avoid it when they see it. , but this time, the other party not only took the initiative to provoke, but also repeatedly mentioned Fu Qianyuan's matter, which is too abnormal.

But what is this picture?

When Fu Tong was on Longxun Mountain, he hardly had any contact with people other than Fu Qianyuan. Later, when he entered the world, his social circle was only a few fixed people. He didn't think there was anything attractive about him.

Fu Tong rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little headache.

At this time, I suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.

Doing the math, it seems to be exactly 10 minutes since he hung up the phone.

Fu Tong thought it was Lu Chuan, so he answered, got up and went to open the door: "You are really punctual, 10 minutes is 10 minutes, it's a bit too—"

The following words stopped abruptly when he saw the person in front of him clearly.

"What are you here for?"