"You are the chief of the serious crime department under the Demon King. You have never heard of King Yaksha, right?"

Of course Sanqing knows King Yaksha. If this Mr. Fan is King Yaksha, then it makes sense that the devil would be so nervous. For the king who guards the three realms, the underworld is equivalent to an illegal place, and erasure

Isn't it his duty to be in a place that shouldn't exist? However, he couldn't believe that Mr. Fan in front of him was King Yaksha. The real King Yaksha shouldn't be... like this, right?

Fan Xiyuan's fist had hit Da Huanxi's face hard. He could feel the sense of security after releasing his power, and this power indeed had a great effect - Da Huanxi's face was distorted.

, his neck was twisted to the side in an exaggerated manner.

Fan Xiyuan was delighted with his strength, and when he was about to pounce and continue to attack, he saw a familiar face - when he turned around with great joy, it turned out to be Zhang Weiwen!

"Hey, little bitch, long time no see!" Zhang Weiwen said with a smirk on his face.

"Zhang Weiwen!" Fan Xiyuan didn't know how to answer for a moment: "You, aren't you already dead?"

"I wonder, can we still have a good chat..." Zhang Weiwen was not angry, "Has our show been suspended? How is the filming of your scene going?"

Zhang Weiwen is still as virtuous as before. Don't look at him politely, but he also doesn't calm down. Fan Xiyuan has mixed feelings and his eyes are red, "It's almost done. Is it okay if we are not together?"

"That's right, we are golden partners." Zhang Weiwen was quite proud at first, but his expression suddenly turned lonely: "But it's a pity, that's my hard work..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fan Xiyuan looked at him and became more energetic, remembering all the things we did together, "What's your hard work? How can you do it without me? Virtue!"

"Little bitch, can you save some face? You say you are quite capable, how can you do it without me?" Zhang Weiwen refused to give up.

The two of them talked and bickered for a long time, drank wine together, bragged, sang songs, and laughed together.

Unknowingly, it was almost dusk. In the shimmering golden waves, Fan Xiyuan thought of all the past, but tears welled up. He turned his back and wiped away the tears, "Wei Wen, we have almost been together over the years.

We have stepped into the stage, worked as interns together, and worked together..."

"What are you talking about? Come on, drink!" Zhang Weiwen interrupted.

"No, Weiwen, you have to let me finish what I have to say. If you don't, there will be no chance..." Fan Xiyuan's eyes turned red and he held the wine bottle in his hand.

Zhang Weiwen closed his mouth and looked at him quietly.

"Weiwen, I know you are dead." Fan Xiyuan's tears were about to fall again: "I don't know what's going on these days. You went to the subway to make a documentary, but why did it disappear after someone said no? Xiao

Lin Zi, Lin Miaoling from the advertising department, you know, my girlfriend, the one we had dinner with is gone; there is also a new friend named Fang Yufan, trust me, and I will investigate your case with me, but the result is gone too

.Then, out of nowhere, I met some people and some things. They all called me Mr. Fan and asked me to take them to fight some kind of demon king. Do you believe that these things are going to happen to you? I was holding it back in my heart.

Panic, I don’t understand, why is it like this?”

"If you don't understand, just stop thinking about it. Thinking too much will only increase your worries. I

It's good now, you can do whatever you want, no one can care about it." Zhang Weiwen and Fan Xiyuan clinked the bottles and took a big sip themselves.

Fan Xiyuan looked at Zhang Weiwen in a trance and took a big sip, "Weiwen, actually I have always been quite jealous of you..."

Zhang Weiwen turned his head suddenly, as if he didn't hear clearly: "What did you just say?"

Fan Xiyuan was stunned for a moment: "I said, I'm quite jealous of you..."

"I told you earlier, I've been waiting for your words!"

Zhang Weiwen was still Zhang Weiwen, but his voice changed into one of great joy.

In an instant, under the thunder, the peach blossoms withered and rotted, the beautiful scenery faded into a jungle swamp, and the clouds replaced the intoxicating sunset. However, Zhang Weiwen did not turn back into the beautiful and moving joy, but became a pimple-covered bird.

giant red toad.

The red one is like a toad on fire.

Fan Xiyuan was horrified and took a few steps back. He felt something cold and sticky on his hand. He looked down and saw that it was also a toad. He threw it away. Thinking of the wine he just drank, it must be some kind of liquid in the toad's body.

, my stomach was churning, and I vomited it all out with a loud sound.

Sanqing saw this and moved forward again, but his hand was still tightly held by Ye Shuang, and he looked at Ye Shuang doubtfully.

Ye Shuang's eyebrows were full of excitement.

"Looking at it like this, Mr. Fan must have been guilty of all seven deadly sins. It will be too late if he doesn't go over there!"

"It's not too late, this is just the beginning!" Ye Shuang seemed to be trying his best to restrain his excitement.

Sanqing only felt that the hand held by Ye Shuang was getting heavier and heavier. It seemed that Mr. Fan had reached a critical moment.

"Boy, what else do you have to say?" The voice of great joy has turned into some unknown sound, like the friction of stubborn iron on a whetstone.

"Stinky toad, you're fucking kidding me!" Fan Xiyuan vomited out all his gastric juices and cursed feebly. Before he could finish his words, something hit him heavily in the face with so much force that he rolled far away.

"What the hell..." Fan Xiyuan just got up, received another heavy slap on the face, and rolled out again. Fan Xiyuan was slapped away just as he was about to curse for more than ten times in a row. After a while, his body was already covered with blood.

His skin was torn and his flesh was torn, and Fan Xiyuan lay on the ground unable to get up.

"Boy, you must abide by my rules in my way. When I ask, you just answer!" Da Huanxi's body became even redder.

"Your way? What the hell are your rules!" Fan Xiyuan buried his head in the mud and actually laughed out loud.

"Arrogance, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, lust, including your jealousy just now, you are involved in everything, and you are only qualified to be my fertilizer here. Maybe a thousand years later, I can turn you into a frog when I am happy.

"

"Nonsense!" Fan Xiyuan endured the severe pain and struggled to get up from the mud, "You are a stinky toad, why are you doing this!"

"Wantless, I am your god!" He was so happy that he opened his mouth and a tongue flew out and hit Fan Xiyuan's leg. Fan Xiyuan's leg hurt and he knelt on the ground.

Fan Xiyuan laughed, his face had been slapped, and the blood on his flesh was mixed with the mud, making him look very ferocious.

"Are you such a god? You still want me to kneel down to you? Fuck you!" Fan Xiyuan propped up his body with his hands and wanted to stand up. Then he heard two snaps and a sharp pain in both arms.

He heard the sound of his bones breaking, and he fell headlong into the mud.

Here - two arms are already useless.

"I've seen a lot of people like you. You're so quick to talk and you just want to give yourself a reason to feel at ease. Your bones are dirtier than a fertilizer pond like mine!" Da Huanxi burst into laughter.

Fan Xiyuan also laughed, coughing and laughing at the same time. His smile was more exaggerated than the joy. He used his head as a fulcrum, arched his body, and stood up unsteadily, "You people who claim to be gods and kings, what did you do?"

Things can be settled with peace of mind..."

Fan Xiyuan lowered his arms and grimaced in pain: "You guys who seem to be superior, if you want to accuse others of any crime, of course it's up to you..."

Da Huanxi squinted his eyes. He was used to seeing everyone who came to report defend themselves. This time there was another sanctimonious hypocrite.

"Aren't you just using fishing to convict me?" Fan Xiyuan spat out a mouthful of mud: "What seven deadly sins, eight deadly sins, ten deadly sins, you can just classify them as you want, you have to say it in a high-sounding way!"

"As you said, I lured you into the trap to convict you." Da Huanxi burst out laughing, "It's a joke, if you are as strong as a rock, how can others give you rice!"

"Fart!" Fan Xiyuan gritted his teeth and stood upright, "You made me hungry, of course I want to eat! You played music for me, but I don't like listening to it. I like B.B. KING, but you asked me if I wanted him to come.

What's wrong? You used a bunch of women to seduce me. I'm not a fucking saint. What's wrong with my normal reaction? Do you think I touched one of their fingers?"

"It's really rare for someone to talk about their sins in such a sanctimonious way..." Da Huanxi laughed less loudly, "But why are you jealous of your good friend?"

"What kind of god did you say you were to me?"

"The God of Confusion, the first God of Death in the cycle of life and death!"

"I think you should be called the Bitch God. There should be no Bitch God who is more mean than you!" Fan Xiyuan grinned and laughed.

"Unbridled!" The red color on Da Huanxi's body once again bloomed with a bright luster, and his mouth was already open.

"Wait! Let me finish what I said!" Fan Xiyuan shouted immediately when he saw this, but he was still hit on the face. Although he did not fly out, a large piece of flesh on his cheek was still missing, exposing his molars.

"Okay, I'll give you another chance to say everything you want to say. Just treat it as your last words."

"You, you shouldn't be a god, you don't deserve to mention Zhang Weiwen's name! He has already died inexplicably, and you still want to pretend to be him and blaspheme him. Just because you have this ability, you can do whatever you want.

?" Fan Xiyuan felt that there was some leakage in his mouth, and his saliva couldn't stop flowing out; he felt that his whole body was in pain and twitching, his body was unsteady, and his consciousness began to be a little blurry, but he didn't care anymore: "Yes.

Ah, I am jealous of him, I am jealous of his talent, and I am jealous that he lives more freely than me... But do you know what this jealousy means? This is love, the love of friends, the love of friendship... in this world

Everything is not black and white... A god like you... FUCK..."

Fan Xiyuan's words were interrupted by the sound of his own bones breaking.

It was the sound of the bones of two legs breaking, maybe two times, maybe many times.
Chapter completed!