Ten minutes later, two people and a cat walked out of the body-collecting bar.
There was a large group of people watching the fun outside. As soon as they saw Fu Yang and the others walking out, they quickly made room for them to leave.
Xiaohu was lying on the marble floor, with a look of immense humiliation and pain on his face, and he had passed out.
"Get out of the way! Get out of my way!"
An angry voice sounded, and the crowd of onlookers who had re-entered the bar to watch the excitement were roughly pulled apart.
A tall, thin man with a gloomy face walked next to the burping pheasant and the unconscious tiger.
He is the confidant of Pheasant and Xiaohu's brother, Xiaoshi.
Seeing the miserable condition of his eldest brother and younger brother, his lungs were about to burst with anger!
"Who dares to be so arrogant in our territory! Damn it, damn it, unless you use extraordinary measures, you don't know that Lord Ma has three eyes! I will let you know what real fear is."
After the little lion finished speaking, he asked his men to drive away the crowd watching the excitement around him.
Then he sneered and took out a glass bottle from his arms, smashed it and broke it on the ground.
A cold gray mist rose up and gradually transformed into a pale, fat man.
It’s actually a fierce ghost!
And it’s not the lowest level of ghosts, but ghost soldiers among evil ghosts! If ordinary people encounter it, there will be almost no way to survive...
"Master Feng, I have a blind date."
The little lion looked very respectful.
"For the sake of your service to me, tell me, who am I helping you kill?"
This fierce ghost looks very majestic.
"Master Feng, please smell this place, find out who did it, track it down and kill them!"
Li Gui sniffed his nose nonchalantly. Seeing that the little lion still wanted to talk, he waved his hand impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, I will come back as soon as I go."
As he spoke, it turned into a line of blue smoke and disappeared...
On the other hand, Fu Yang, Wei Ke and Mr. Xiong were walking slowly.
Originally, he wanted to take a taxi back, but Wei Ke, who was a little excited after drinking, decided to walk. Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong had no choice but to accompany her crazy.
"La la la, I am Sheriff Black Cat!"
"Who brought it, the ancient call?"
"I put my keys in my belt and wallet in my back pocket, and my black-framed glasses have thousands of degrees of heat. When I go to the beach and wear suit pants, he doesn't care about me but wants to cry..."
Wei Ke's face was flushed, and he reached out to hold Fu Yang's arm and sang all the way.
From Black Cat Sheriff to Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, to Jay Chou... the style is really unpredictable.
Singing it with her beautiful voice, it has a unique flavor.
Fu Yang felt itchy in his heart and in his ears. The scent of Wei Ke kept entering his nose, making him unable to concentrate.
Mr. Xiong helped Wei Ke play the beat in a very silly way, and even gave a few compliments from time to time, such as...
"If our queen goes to sing, China won't care about these awards. She will just win the Grammy!"
"It sounds great! It sounds so good. If there were a supernatural singing competition held, Queen Vico would definitely win the championship."
Every word of flattery is spewed out like it doesn't cost money.
Fu Yang was shocked.
It turns out that this guy is not only good at swearing, but he is also equally good at flattery.
After walking for a while, the road ahead became a bit remote.
After all, although Nancheng District is prosperous and has developed services and entertainment industries, its streets are worse than those in Beicheng and Xicheng. This should happen to be an area where old houses are renovated.
There are ruins all around, and grass grows in the cracks between the stones. It feels like you are in the suburbs, and you can't believe you are still in the city. It is probably an urban village that has just been demolished and is about to be rebuilt.
I met several young people head-on, and kindly advised Fu Yangwei and the others to take a detour. The road ahead was remote and desolate. Not only was it prone to being haunted, but there were also robberies from time to time...
After thanking them for their kindness, Fu Yang chuckled: "A Taoist priest, a ghost king, and a monster. What kind of lonely ghosts and robbers without eyes dare to come?"
Wei Ke must have drunk a little too much, and his steps were very light. There were several times when he couldn't control himself, and he got carried away and wanted to fly off the ground with his feet...
Fu Yang quickly grabbed her, otherwise it would be troublesome if someone saw her.
After walking forward for a while, it became increasingly desolate.
There were very few street lights, not a single ghost could be seen, and the dark wind was gusting, which was indeed a bit scary.
"Huh? It seems like you have been to this place just now? Why did you turn back without paying attention?"
Mr. Xiong rubbed his bulging fat belly, his eyes were blurry with drunkenness. This guy also drank a lot of wine, so he was a little confused.
Fu Yang couldn't laugh or cry.
"I said, Fatty, you are also a civet cat who has become a demon after all. You are much more powerful than ordinary civet cats or cat demons, right? You can't even tell when a ghost hits a wall?"
But he also thought it was a bit funny. There really were guys who were not afraid of death who came out to cause trouble!
This kind of "ghost beating the wall" is just a joke in the eyes of Fu Yang and the others, almost like children playing house.
So Mr. Xiong actually didn't take it to heart at all and just treated it as a drunken act. Wei Ke didn't even think about it. He still held Fu Yang's arm, smiled and sang, and even spun around from time to time.
Circle, like a beautiful butterfly...
Suddenly, an eerie, terrifying laughter sounded in the surrounding darkness.
Hehehe, hahaha...
I have indeed encountered a ghost! This laughter is creepy.
Fu Yang had just killed the pheasant and was in a good mood. He also laughed, hey, hey, hahaha. He even held his belly with his hands...
That's right, this ghost breaking the wall was caused by the fierce ghost worshiped by the little lion - Mr. Feng!
He is a ghost soldier and is considered very powerful among common ghosts. He has even scared away many so-called "experts" and "Taoist priests".
Fu Yang and the three of them had restrained their auras, and with the strength of the ghost soldiers, they could not detect them at all. So Master Feng thought they were ordinary people from the beginning.
Although I find it strange: How can ordinary people kill pheasants and maim tiger cubs?
But such doubts only passed by for a moment.
Now, he is ready to kill someone!
Fu Yang saw a swirling wind blowing out of thin air in front of him, and then a ghost covered in blood, with a rotten face and wriggling maggots appeared.
There was a ferocious light in his eyes, enough to make special professions such as criminal police and forensic doctors tremble with fear.
But Fu Yang just looked at this guy with interest and said with a faint smile: "You know what, dear? You are probably the most courageous ghost soldier in history..."
Ah?! What's going on.
Mr. Feng, the fierce ghost who was originally very aggressive, was stunned on the spot.
Because it couldn't understand why the strange combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman in front of him, plus a chubby pet cat, didn't look the least bit scared at all!
There was also a playful expression in the man's eyes... (Second update)