The next day, Su Bei deliberately got up early and went home to eat breakfast cooked by his mother-in-law. This was not to increase his presence before Wei Jinse came out.
He is very gentlemanly and takes the initiative to take his wife to work.
Today, Wei Jinse wore a cool short skirt and put her two long snow-white legs straight on the passenger seat, which attracted the attention of Su Bei's driver.
"Concentrate on driving."
Xu Shi couldn't stand Su Bei's aggressive peeping, so Wei Jinse had to give a warning.
As she said this, she straightened her long legs casually, and these slender and smooth lines were very dazzling in Su Bei's eyes.
Su Bei laughed to cover up his slight embarrassment, and then continued to drive seriously while admiring Wei Jinse's big white legs.
If you don’t appreciate the beauty of your own daughter-in-law, is it possible that she would look at someone else’s?
Thinking about it, Su Bei looked out the window at the traffic light and saw several girls wearing short shorts coming out, and sighed that it was quite cool today.
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At noon, when Su Bei was about to order takeout in the Ming store, Zhang Xiaowen, who seemed to be wearing a peaked cap to block the sun and pretend to be cool, came to the store.
"Brother Su, to be honest yesterday, without you, my life might have been lost. At noon, I booked a private room and went to have a meal."
Zhang Xiaowen said with a very sincere face, thinking about it, after five or six people died, and he was the only one who survived in the end, in fact, this fate is really big.
Su Bei didn't think much about it. Since someone was treating him to dinner, he simply asked Master Yan and Hei Cha and Qiu Yihan to go with him.
Zhang Xiaowen said that there were so many people and asked him to call Jiang Xiudao, but he declined because Jiang Xiudao had an operation today and could not come.
Do you want a zombie to come over and suck blood?
The place where Zhang Xiaowen entertained guests was a private restaurant. The environment was quite good and quite quiet.
In the box, Zhang Xiaowen poured wine for Su Bei very enthusiastically.
Master Yan and Hei Cha were eating cold dishes on the side, and they were in a good mood. They ate some for free, and basically they weren't in a bad mood.
"Brother Su, I won't say any other words of thanks. Anyway, I don't have the habit of telling dead people nonsense."
What Zhang Xiaowen said during the toast made Su Bei, who was holding the wine glass and about to take a drink, stunned.
Before he could react, a right hand that glowed with golden light grabbed his neck.
Unexpectedly, Su Bei was in a very embarrassed state. Zhang Xiaowen grabbed his neck with one hand and pinned him down on the dining table.
"boss."
Qiu Yihan, who was sitting next to her and had been paying attention to Su Bei, was the first to notice that something was wrong, so she reacted quickly, and her black eyes instantly turned deep and gray.
In an instant, an overwhelming feeling of oppression like a towering mountain swept towards Zhang Xiaowen.
Even though Zhang Xiaowen was focused, he was caught off guard when faced with this unexpected situation.
Most of his body leaned down in an instant, and even the hand holding Su Bei was forced to let go due to the excessive pressure on his upper arm.
"Namoda Nadalaya..."
A burst of obscure words were quickly spoken from his mouth, and at the same time, his body seemed to have received some kind of blessing, and he remained motionless in place after suffering a heavy blow.
"Namosaluwada, break it!"
After Zhang Xiaowen recited another Buddhist saying, he broke away from Qiu Yihan's domain attack range. He took a few steps back and stabilized his body, looking at the beautiful girl with fearful eyes.
"I don't want to misjudge you, but you, a female ghost, dare to be so presumptuous in front of this young monk and treat me like a Buddha without anything?"
Zhang Xiaowen sneered, he stretched out his hand to make a Buddhist salute, and took action again. The golden seal was punched out by him, and it fell directly on Qiu Yihan.
After a scream, Qiu Yihan was knocked out alive.
Zhang Xiaowen's Buddha Seal is extremely restrained against ghosts, and now is the time when the Yang Qi is the strongest at noon. Once the female ghost in Qiu Yihan's body was revealed, she suffered great suppression and damage.
When Hei Cha, who was still eating cold dishes, saw this, he quickly ran to Qiu Yihan with an anxious face and helped her up.
roar……
The big black dog and the little devil boy appeared next to Su Bei, one on the left and one on the right.
There was no dialogue, and as soon as the cry came out, the two ghosts pounced on Zhang Xiaowen like wolves and tigers.
Fuck him?
Then go to hell!
"Do you think the monk is a wild ghost in the resort?"
Zhang Xiaowen sneered disdainfully, put his hands on his chest, and immediately formed two rays of Buddha's light, which were dazzling and brilliant and hit the two ghosts that rushed towards him.
After two miserable howls, the two ghosts were injured and took a few steps back.
"It's ridiculous to hit an egg against a stone."
Zhang Xiaowen took off his peaked cap, revealing a bald head with a ring scar on top of his head. He was a young monk.
Su Bei half lowered his head and touched the big black dog's head. He was not in a panic and asked calmly, "Should I call you Zhang Xiaowen or Yu Jinnian?"
"My little monk, whose name is Wuhua, oh, by the way, the one you killed was my junior brother Wuguo. If there is anything else you want to ask, let me ask it all at once."
Monk Wuhua felt that he was certain of Su Bei, so he did not rush to take action. Instead, he patiently answered Su Bei's questions.
Maybe, in his opinion, as a monk, he should answer the donor's questions.
"Ask? No need. I don't have the habit of asking dead people questions."
After Su Bei said these words in a calm tone, he raised his head coldly, his red eyes shining brightly under the light, like red molten fluid flowing wantonly, scorching hot and irresistible.
Monk Wuhua felt a wave of dizziness burst out in his mind. It was so unexpected and sudden that when he reacted, he realized that someone was actually stealing his consciousness and trying to control his soul.
Forget it, the most terrifying thing is that he couldn't resist, and could only watch and let the sudden soul power eat away at his soul bit by bit.
But at this point, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Monk Wuhua's mouth, as if he didn't care about being controlled by Su Bei.
Wow!
The bright golden light covered Monk Wuhua's entire right arm like an oil painting, and then the golden Sanskrit characters were peeled off from his right arm one by one and suppressed into his body.
puff!
Su Bei failed to control and suffered a violent backlash. A mouthful of blood could not be restrained from spitting out from his mouth.
"I'll beat you to death, you bastard."
Master Yan grabbed a chair and threw it towards Monk Wuhua.
After the monk Wuhua sneered, he waved his right hand and smashed the chair with one punch. He stared at Su Bei coldly and said, "You destroyed the two yin and yang zombies of the young monk, and then killed my junior brother to snatch the beads. Even if you are a yin