After thinking about it, Mo Fan continued to send it to - under what circumstances would he be angry?

Holding his eyelids, Chen Qiwu quietly paid attention to the expression of the man, and sent it to the general ghost, who would be angry whenever he was discovered and felt threatened when he was discovered. Especially when talking about what this ghost cared about the most during his lifetime, the anger was the most crazy at that time.

In this case, chatting with Chen Qiwu on his mobile phone, especially knowing that there was a ghost behind him, Mo Fan felt extremely funny and couldn't help laughing.

Looking at Chen Qiwu's confused look, Mo Fan quickly looked serious, waved his hand, and continued to send it to - What if he was angry?

Chen Qiwu continued to explain - he would do some reckless things, such as fighting for the risk of being dispersed, and also gaining substantial power by burning the soul to attack humans!

Mo Fan thought about it and asked again - that means that even if humans are entangled by ghosts, unless the ghost burns the soul without any consequences, they will not suffer any substantial damage?

Chen Qiwu shook his head and sent it to - of course not. As long as humans are entangled by ghosts, their luck will become worse and worse, and their lifespan will become shorter and shorter. They may even die from some unintentional disasters, such as car accidents, accidental stones, and accidental killing of robbers!

This is what Tong Mo Fan went to buy toothpaste for Mao before, and met a robber and a perverted murderer. His character is simply amazing.

It turned out that everything was caused by being entangled by ghosts. Fortunately, he was strong, otherwise he would have died tragically in the supermarket that time.

Although I had some guesses about the ghost who was entangled with me in my heart, it was still hard to make a conclusion before Mo Fan saw it, so I could only continue to send it to - tell me, how can I deal with the ghost who was entangled with me!

Chen Qiwu raised his eyelids, and saw the man surrounded by black air behind Mo Fan staring at him coldly. His expression froze. After waiting for a while, he dared to continue sending it to - the guy who was entangled you is a bit powerful. Even if I bring the guy who is eating, it may not be able to deal with him!

"Then what use I want you?" Mo Fan rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Blame me?" Chen Qiwu replied angrily. He then continued to send it to--Tell me how this thing got pestering you first, I really want to solve it!

Mo Fan curled his lips and sent it quickly - I didn't even see that guy, how do you tell you?

Chen Qiwu hesitated for a moment, then bit his finger and gently pointed it between Mo Fan's eyebrows, leaving a scarlet and round blood mark.

After blinking, Mo Fan didn't feel much more. He felt that his eyes seemed to be much clearer, and the blood mark on his eyebrows still emitted a faint heat.

Turning his head, a big man with black air lingering in his eyes immediately came into his eyes. Mo Fan looked at the other person's appearance and blurted out: "Bullshit!"

Yes, that's right, the person behind him was the butcher that Mo Fan killed in the second copy. The prototype of his bone-killing purple gold sword was obtained from that guy's hand.

He still remembers that it took him ten hours to slap this big guy to death. He still remembers the frustrated and resentful look before his death!

As soon as these two words were spoken, the butcher's pupils, whose eyes were cold, suddenly expanded, and the black air lingering around him instantly became extremely rich. A sound that seemed to be squeezed out of his throat came from his mouth: "Give me my knife back!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Qiwu secretly called out "Don't". Sure enough, the butcher raised his huge fist and punched him hard!

Fortunately, Mo Fan was quick, and a donkey rolled to the side, but the fierce punch hit the round table without decreasing force.

"Click!"

Accompanied by the loud noise, the round table was broken from it, and the other guests who were eating couldn't help but turn their heads, but only saw a broken table and the backs of the two of them fleeing wildly.

"What's going on?"

"Is anyone fighting? The tables are broken. Could it be the two who escaped? Do you need to call the police?"

"It's the first time that many people eat the Bawang meal!"

...

The boss looked at the two backs who were running away from afar and couldn't help but wonder, "No, that young man is an old customer who often comes to my shop to eat."

If it were someone else, the boss might have caught up with him or called the police. Fortunately, he was an old customer, Mo Fan, and he felt that the other party might have some difficulties. It would be better to have less trouble than to have more things, so he thought he was unlucky.

The boss began to clean up the broken bowls and chopsticks silently, but when he looked at the table that was obviously broken by his fists, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The thickness of this wooden round table is about five or six centimeters, and it is a very hard wood. Ordinary people may be dreaming during the day if they want to smash it with a punch.

But the boss just heard only the sound of a blow, which means that it was broken by a punch. This discovery made him amazed, "If the fist of this power is to hit someone, the bones will probably be broken when the punch comes down, right?"

...

"Click!"

Chen Qiwu, who was hit by the butcher's punch, heard a crisp sound of bone cracks on his body, and he rolled on the ground several times before he could remove his strength.

The boss of the food stall was right. This punch broke at least several ribs of Chen Qiwu, and the severe pain made him speechless.

He has dealt with many ghosts, but this is the first time he has seen such a powerful person. Chen Qiwu even feels that even if he brings the guy who is eating, he will probably only be tortured!

Just now, at Chen Qiwu's suggestion, Mo Fan led him to escape to this abandoned construction site. Unfortunately, he was caught up by the butcher before he could detour.

Chen Qiwu tried his best to buy some time for Mo Fan's escape, but unfortunately he could no longer bear the butcher's punch, and his ribs were broken and rolled on the ground in pain.

Fortunately, the butcher did not have the idea of ​​continuing to finish the fight. His target was Mo Fan. When he turned around, he saw that Mo Fan had already run up the abandoned building that had not yet been completed on the construction site.

"Give me my knife back! Give me my knife back! Give me my knife back!" The butcher roared and followed.

"If I had that knife, I would have to run away?" Although Mo Fan said, he did not stop at all.
Chapter completed!