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Chapter 129: Escape from the White Curse

After Bai Cur left, Zhang Sanfen took the handbag from me and took out a short stick engraved with many runes.

The short stick is only as long as an arm, and is made entirely of iron. It looks very heavy.

He touched the document that fell on the ground with a short stick, and a black gas immediately came out.

The black air floated up, resembling the shape of a skull, and it spread upwards along the short stick.

But the fine runes on the short stick suddenly flashed across the stick, and the skull formed by the black air shattered in an instant, and then dissipated in the wind.

A foul smell spread out, making Zhang Sanfen and I frown continuously.

Only then did I realize that my boss was right not to touch this document just now.

He cursed this guy for nothing. He said what he said was nice, but when it was time to take action, he was not vague at all.

If the boss dares to accept this document, he might get into trouble.

Zhang Sanfen said: "Skull corpse energy."

I didn’t understand and said, “What?”

Zhang Sanfen replied: "Does the Bone Demon know? It's the thing that Sun Wukong fought."

"This thing is a kind of corpse demon. It will emit a special corpse energy. People in the circle are called Xingshou corpse energy. This thing is very powerful. Once it is contaminated, it will haunt your three souls.

The seven souls are constantly eroding and assimilating."

"It's impossible to cure it, but it's impossible to die immediately. This guy Bai Ju is very vicious in his heart. He wants to control me through the corpse energy."

I was secretly shocked when I heard this.

For the first time, I realized the intrigues in the world.

If it were me, I don't know how many times I would die.

Zhang Sanfen waited for a moment, and then reached out to pick it up only after the skull and corpse aura on the document had completely dissipated.

He took a closer look and frowned more and more.

I took a closer look and saw the Soul Project research plan written on the letterhead.

I guess it was Bai Ju's research.

Just when he was about to take a closer look, Zhang Sanfen collected the document and said, "Don't spread this thing, otherwise there will be many rich people who want to invest in this project."

I know what my boss said is right. There are a lot of rich people these days, and there are also a lot of people who want to live forever.

Once this plan is approved by wealthy people, it can easily collect billions.

When the time comes, they may mess around overseas and come up with something.

If the institute ends up with a mass grave again, it will not be ordinary ordinary people who will suffer.

Zhang Sanfen looked at the plan, and then sighed again.

When I was about to get into the car, I heard the sound of a helicopter overhead.

The helicopter quickly approached and then hovered at a height of more than ten meters.

I looked up and saw that the door of the helicopter was open, and three or five men jumped down from it, and then fell heavily to the ground.

I secretly smacked my tongue when I saw it.

At a height of more than ten meters, these men jumped down without even making a buffering move. This alone is enough to illustrate their strength.

The leader was wearing a military green combat uniform with a short sword stuck at his waist. He said loudly: "Zhang San! Where is the white curse?"

Zhang Sanfen pointed to the direction Bai Cur left and said, "He left twelve minutes ago."

The man said angrily: "Why didn't you stop him! He is an S-class wanted criminal!"

I immediately felt unhappy. If we could stop it, why didn't we stop it?

Zhang Sanfen said coldly: "First of all, I am not a member of the Secret Bureau, so there is no need to follow the Secret Bureau's rules!"

"Secondly! Mr. Hu from the Secret Bureau has made a rule! When facing S-class wanted criminals, you are not allowed to take action forcefully, let alone act in a way that threatens the people around you."

"Zhao Ye! I know you have always wanted to make meritorious deeds in the Secret Bureau, but have you forgotten how the June 24 incident happened?"

The man was furious at Zhang Sanfen's rebuke, but he endured it forcefully.

Yes, Zhang Sanfen is a guest of the Secret Bureau.

In other words, the Secret Bureau has no direct jurisdiction over him.

When something happens, you can choose to take action or not to take action as appropriate.

Of course, if you take action, it will be considered a meritorious service. If you don't take action, no one will blame you. Anyway, you are very free and free, and you can still receive a monthly allowance.

The man looked at Zhang Sanfen fiercely and said, "I will report this matter! Let the S-class wanted criminal go, even if you are a guest of the North China Branch!"

He took out his walkie-talkie and said: "All the intersections leading to Niangziguan are blocked by me! If you can't find the white curse, no one can get off work today!"

After finishing speaking, he reached out and grabbed the rope hanging from the helicopter, and climbed up quickly like an ape.

Without saying a word, his men also took helicopters to leave, only to hear the rumbling sound gradually go away, and then disappear without a trace.

Zhang Sanfen shrugged indifferently and said: "Idiot!"

"With just the few people you have, you still want to catch Bai Curse?"

"Lao He, get in the car and leave!"

I said: "We don't care about this matter?"

Zhang Sanfen said: "What the hell! When S-class wanted criminals enter the country, there will be a dedicated person from the Secret Bureau to take charge of it. What will happen if we go up there?"

"Besides, Bai Ju's grandson is smarter than a monkey. He might have run away to where he is now. If blocking the road had been effective, Bai Ju wouldn't have escaped until now."

He said as he got into the car.

Anyway, Bai Curse is gone and he won't bother us again. The next one will have a headache, not us, but the Secret Bureau.

Two hours later, we had returned to Nanshan Funeral Home.

When I came back here again, I suddenly felt like I was in another world.

Cursed Tomb in Western Sichuan, Queen of the Secret Heart of the Corpse Immortal, and later Graveyard Mountain, S-class wanted criminal.

Things happened one after another, which made me really busy and a little out of breath.

After returning home, Zhang Sanfen gave me two days off so that I could have a good rest.

By the way, I was also paid my first month’s salary.

To my surprise, this month's salary was more than I expected, a full thirteen thousand yuan.

According to my boss, this is what is left after deducting my monthly debt.

It was only then that I realized that I actually received a subsidy when I was working in the field, and the subsidy was higher than my salary.

Looking at the balance sent by bank text message, I smiled from ear to ear.

Thirteen thousand yuan is not a low salary.

Moreover, the boss is in charge of food and housing, so you can basically save as much as you pay.

With more than 100,000 yuan a year, we can save up for a down payment in two years. By then, we will also be homeowners.

The next few days were really relaxing, during which I even inquired about the whereabouts of Bai Ju and the group of wanted criminals.

As I expected, the boss said that the Secret Bureau suffered a big loss at the hands of Bai Cur. They chased them all the way to the border, losing more than a dozen people, and finally allowed Bai Cur to escape.

But the Secret Bureau did not find nothing. The man with green eyes was captured alive and brought back to the Secret Bureau headquarters in Kyoto.

On the other end of the phone, the boss' tone was very serious. Logically speaking, this matter should have nothing to do with us.

Even if the Secret Bureau suffers a loss, it still falls under the category of work-related injuries.

Why does the boss feel like this?
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