Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

"No way, who made me like him."

My ears are buzzing and I can't hear anything clearly.

The hands subconsciously clenched and loosened, repeated several times.

He leaned his back against the wall, but his legs were slightly weak.Vigilance and vigilance flew out of the sky, his head seemed to be completely empty, and it seemed that someone had stuffed it into a big mess. When he looked carefully, it was full of Zhang Fei's words.

If there is an evil ghost who doesn't know what is good or bad to attack him now, I'm afraid it will be successful in one fell swoop, making him the most useless ghost king in thousands of years...

Suddenly such a thought flashed in his mind, Zhong Cuo was startled, his lips pursed a few times, and finally he managed to pull out a smile.

The persistence and defenses that have been built up all the time were torn to pieces with one sentence.

asshole……

Silently cursing, Zhong Cuo gritted his teeth, patted his slightly hot face twice, and ordered himself to calm down.

Just a word, nothing to care about...

Just a word...

In a word...

... How could you not care!

Martial arts and spells are his specialties, and killing demons and killing ghosts is his specialty, but no matter how good Zhong Cuo is at these areas, it can't change the fact that he has basically zero emotional experience.The little ghost king who always cared about his image would turn the channel with disdain even when he saw a romance film on TV, so that when Zhang Fei's words came out, he was stunned.

The ghost king inheritance will inherit combat skills and experience, but not the way to deal with this kind of thing...

Gritting his teeth, he twisted his face a few times, pressing back all the inexplicably surging blood, and then silently recited the Qingxin formula a few times to calm himself down. Zhong Cuo calmed down and calmly planned his next move.

We can't let Zhang Fei realize that he heard all this, otherwise he will be passive——Thinking of this, Zhong Cuo immediately backed away, but fortunately he acted quietly, and the two people over there didn't seem to pay attention.

While retreating, he still pricked up his ears to listen to the next conversation between the two of them—fortunately, Song Guimu seemed to be stupid when Zhang Fei's words came out. Although he was dumbfounded for a while, he didn't miss anything.

"...It's really touching." After being mute for a long time, Song Guimu finally squeezed out a sentence.

"You can burst into tears as much as you like, I don't mind," Zhang Fei returned to his beating heart after finishing speaking, "Actually, that kid is quite cute."

"Your taste..." Song Guimu hummed twice.

"Student Song, have you ever thought of whose shoulders you are on now...huh?" Zhang Fei stopped suddenly.

Someone's footsteps...

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, Zhang Fei felt in his pocket, pulled out his phone and turned it on, using it as a light.

Glancing at the person who came, his brows were slightly wrinkled, but a smile quickly appeared on his face: "Yo, Xiao Fei."

Zhong Cuo, who was carrying a broken knife, looked up coldly, his eyes swept him from top to bottom, and said, "Are you okay?"

His eyes turned to Song Guimu's face again, and his eyes suddenly became sharp as a knife.Song Guimu didn't care at the moment, his face was full of foolishness, and he almost wrote "Drag me down and beat me if you have the ability" written on his face.

Zhang Fei was considering whether to ease the atmosphere, but Zhong Cuo suddenly turned around: "Leave if you have nothing to do... Hurry up."

Um?Why such a reaction?

Zhong Cuo hurriedly took a few steps to distance himself from Zhang Fei, Zhang Fei frowned, and felt something was wrong in his heart.

Song Guimu's body on his back suddenly trembled a few times, and it felt like he was laughing - Zhang Fei had realized something, and his face turned dark.

It didn't take them long to get to the door. After walking in the dark for too long, Zhang Fei was relieved when the door appeared in front of him.But when he saw that the clock standing by the door was wrong, he took that tone back.

The little ghost king was leaning against the wall, with his long knife on the ground, half of his face was illuminated by the moonlight, while the other half was hidden in the shadows.His eyes squinted at Zhang Fei, but his eyes were a little dodgy, and they staggered at the touch of a touch.

This reaction... Zhang Fei's face twitched, and a strong impulse suddenly appeared in his heart——

An over-the-shoulder fall, the urge to smash the twitching bastard on his back to the ground!

Seeing him approaching, Zhong Cuo stood up straight, but still turned his eyes away and said nothing.

"what happened?"

"...I have something to ask you later." Zhong Cuo opened his mouth, but he swallowed back what he was about to say.

Here—it's still inconvenient.

Many and Xi Shao parked the car a little away from here. They didn't rush over like Zhong Cuo, but stayed at the car side. Seeing them come out, the two of them obviously showed a relieved expression.

Let's go first...stay here, I always feel...

His face seemed to be a little red again, Zhong Cuo took two breaths of cold air, turned around and ran towards the car.

Seeing him walk away, the person lying on Zhang Fei's back laughed louder.Zhang Fei's face darkened to the end, and he said very gently: "Are you going to get off, get off, or let me help you get off?"

"I'll just go down~" Anyway, he doesn't feel so much pain now, and the quality of the talisman paper produced by himself is good.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Zhang Fei now deeply regrets that he didn't kick Song Guimu to death just now.

"It's not intentional." Song Guimu still hugged his stomach and leaned against the wall, but the expression on his face returned to the virtue he had when he first met Zhang Fei, "I felt that the formation outside was broken, so I guessed that it might be Someone's just coming—I didn't know it had to be him."

Zhang Fei squinted his eyes and squeezed his fists, Song Guimu shrugged his shoulders: "But I also know that the one who got into trouble is definitely the one who rushed to you the fastest-this is good, and it will save him from gnashing his teeth with you every day. I repay you~”

"Report to you!" Zhang Fei gritted his teeth, glanced to the side out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly became happy again: "Okay, I don't care about you right now—someone wants to argue with you anyway."

Song Guimu was startled, followed Zhang Fei's gaze, and saw... a white cat.

The monk came with serious cat steps, every white hair condensed with murderous aura!

Zhang Fei was amazed - it was the first time he had seen the effect of a cat walking out of a tiger at such a big age.

Song Guimu took three steps back, as if he wanted to just go back into the building and forget about it.

"Monk..." The words trembled three times.

"Meow--" It's okay that he didn't speak, but when he spoke, the monk immediately roared back.

"Lion's Roar Skill!" Zhang Fei exclaimed, "Could it be the legendary Buddhist lion's roar! It has won the essence of the Samadhi of the Hedong Lion's Roar!"

Song Guimu did not forget to throw Zhang Fei a look of resentment while retreating quickly. The monk's figure moved rapidly, and his petite body burst out with powerful energy, rushing forward like a white meteor, and disappeared at the door in an instant.

After three seconds of silence, there was a scream from the small building.

It deserves it——Zhang Fei commented on someone inside without sympathy.

The dark clouds receded, the bright moon hung high, and there were green farmlands all around—Mr. Gui actually brought him to the suburbs?

There is a black sports car parked on the road not far away. The streamlined design and the temperament of "stay away from the poor" all remind Zhang Fei of his rich second-generation students.Many standing beside the car waved to him, smiling very brightly, Xi Shao was beside him, Zhong Cuo stood farther away from the two of them, but his eyes were still fixed on Zhang Fei.

That look... Zhang Fei chopped Song Guimu seven or eight times in his heart.

Forget it, it's not a big deal anyway.

Even according to Zhang Fei's own plan, he still considered whether to give the kid a true confession at the end.

Now, it's only two months away.

At most, he was thinking about how to deal with his family's awkward ghost king—this Zhang Fei was confident that he would turn Zhong Cuo's feelings from emotion to anger within three sentences.

That being the case, it's no big deal.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Fei shook his head and smiled, and walked towards the sports car.

"Not bad, you know how to change to a higher-grade car to welcome me back to the palace—"

It's really the standard answer of this person...

Thinking about how Changsheng yelled at the phone to ask for a car back then, Zhong Cuo silently felt that he was worthless-this bastard looked energetic and lively, and he didn't look like someone who was kidnapped at all.

On the way here, he was always worried about Zhang Fei.The King of Ghosts had no eyes for gods and Buddhas, but he had almost used up all his prayers and prayers during this journey—thinking about it made him feel ashamed.

...It's better to let him suffer a bit, so that he can feel comfortable saving people.

But it was a surprise to hear those words... joy?shock?Both are a little bit wrong.

An indescribable feeling.

Something seemed to be touched in my heart. It felt weird, but not uncomfortable.

Anyway, when I go back, I can ask the answer——Consoling myself, Zhong Cuo turned away from looking at the smiling person.

The moment the voice fell, his eyes caught a black shadow.

A black shadow sprang out from the ground without a sound——

——"There seems to be some changes in Nanakusa's house in Japan."

They have come.

Lurking outside the building, he remained silent until this time, when he stepped out of the small building, his guard relaxed, and he had no companions around him, did the lurker launch the fiercest attack.

So there really are ninjas...

Floating words appeared in his mind, but his body suddenly became heavy.

There was a bursting pain in the chest, but it was fleeting, and the rest was numbness.

Gorgeous blood red bloomed in front of his eyes.

An icy dead silence wraps around the body.

Waddled.

Can't move.

……cold.

The world in front of his eyes began to shake, and the sharp knife point piercing through the left chest turned, completely crushing the soft organs inside, and then pulled it out without hesitation, bringing out a dazzling blood flower.Zhang Fei, who had lost his last support, knelt forward weakly, and the shadow of a person gradually appeared in his hazy vision.

The eyelids tried to close softly, but the consciousness tried hard to open them.

He heard someone's angry voice, and he saw someone's panicked face...

This is the first time I've seen you like this since I've known you.

His pale lips moved, trying to say something, but nothing came out.

- Only two months away...

The first emotion that comes to mind is regret.

——Twelve months is not much different from ten months, can't we be more flexible...

"Zhang Fei!"

Hey, big or small, you should call me Dad.

The last bit of strength to support his body was also lost along with the blood, and he hung his head wearily, resting his forehead on someone's shoulder.

The white tracksuit he bought with so much pain was already covered in blood, and he thought it would make the brat wear it to the end... He looked pretty good in it.

As a result, he still couldn't answer the kid's question this time.

He hasn't seen how tragic the monk painted Song Guimu's face.

It is said that memories of a person's life will appear before death, but all he can think of at this time seems to be some messy things.

Vision gradually dimmed.

The eyes that lost their light slowly closed.

Trying to open my lips, the last strength condensed into three words.

"sorry……"

I can't accompany you to the end.

Dark, cold, and dead.

Everything in this world finally left him.