The effect of the dull agent was very good, and after half a bottle was poured, the zombies on both sides became stiff and unable to move.

"What is this? How does it work?"

Dr. Lim was amazed.

"It says retardation, I only know the muscle relaxant used by lethal injection, I don't know if it's a thing. ”

Fenan tucked the lid away, looked around again, and ran to the wall to take down a bundle of rope that was hanging.

Tying up the zombies sturdily, Fei Nan carried them all into the back seat of the car, and helped Dr. Lin into the car.

Back in the basement, he picked up the half bottle of retardation, ran to the table, and stuffed the notebooks, manuscripts, and books on it into a pocket, carried it out, and threw it into the trunk.

"Anan, remember to call the police. ”

Dr. Lin was already in a trance.

"I know. ”

Fei Nan got into the car, started the car, and drove towards the medicine shop.

Wow!

The monstrous waves were surging, and a huge phantom occupied the entire ocean, and the ocean was boundless, and the phantom could not be seen at a glance.

Suddenly, the phantom began to condense, converging on the surface of the sea, revealing the human form of ghosts.

He snorted coldly as if sensing something.

The enclosed space dissipated, and his figure appeared in the huge office on the top floor of the building, slowly walked to the central chair, and sat down.

A subordinate respectfully stepped forward and said, "Young master, the old master is ready to devour that little corpse king, and tell you to go over and share the food." ”

"Got it, wait until I'm done. ”

He nodded, his eyes were slightly condensed, his pupils suddenly turned into inky blue vertical pupils, and his right hand snapped his fingers slightly.

"Uhh

In the Kowloon Walled City, Tu Beihuan, who was lying on Sister Hua's body, suddenly screamed.

"Boss, how are you?"

Sister Hua was tired and sweaty, looking at Tu Beihuan, but what caught her eye was a pair of weird vertical pupils.

opened his mouth wide in shock, and before the screams could come out, he was grabbed by Tu Beihuan's neck and blocked back.

With a slight force and a click, Sister Hua broke her neck and spit out half of her tongue.

Tu Beihuan slipped off the bed, knelt on the ground, and slapped his face without hesitation, with crisp slaps.

"I was wrong! I damn it! Master! Spare me!"

He wailed in pain, his whole body shrunk into a ball, and the muscles of his whole body twitched.

"The current boss is really good at playing!"

"Isn't it?"

Outside the room, two pungent women sat on the red sofa by the door, chatting quietly while munching melon seeds, covering their mouths and snickering from time to time.

"You lost the demon spirit bronze whistle, and you didn't report it. ”

A clear voice came from Tu Beihuan's head, he slammed his head the ground, and howled in pain: "I was wrong! Master! Give me some more time, I will soon be able to find out, and get the demon spirit bronze whistle back! Give me another chance!"

"No need, the demon bronze whistle has been taken away by my father's slug, what a waste! I can't even keep my own things, useless things!"

Tu Beihuan's face turned pale, his head bulged out one after another, and his skull seemed to be cracked.

He was in pain, and he couldn't scream.

I don't know how long it took for him to come to his senses, and sweat covered his whole body, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"How did you check what I asked you to check?"

The ghost people asked.

Tu Beihuan didn't dare to hesitate, and replied while crawling on the ground wheezing: "It's not easy for me to carry out an investigation alone, I am going to control a human organization first and let them help me investigate." ”

"Do you want the news to reach my father's ears, idiot!"

Tu Grief trembled with fright, but the punishment did not come.

After a pause, the ghost people spoke: "Don't let the news leak out, otherwise, you will taste a punishment ten thousand times more painful than this time!"

"Understood!"

Feeling the terrifying coercion and leaving, Tu Beihuan got up and put on his clothes tremblingly.

Dressed neatly, he readjusted his breathing.

Looking at the corpse of the young lady lying on the bed, sticking out her tongue, Tu Beihuan frowned and muttered in a low voice: "It's a pity." ”

Pulling open the door and leaving the small room, Tu Beihuan came to the door.

"Boss, have a cup of tea and then leave!"

The fat mother Sang greeted her with a smile: "My girl is okay with her service, right?"

took out a stack of bills from his pocket, Tu Beihuan took out a stack at random, held it in his hand and said, "She's tired, don't wake her up within an hour." ”

Mom Sang's eyes lit up, and she snatched the banknote with quick movements, and praised happily: "Boss, you are so atmospheric! I know that I feel distressed, next time I come, I will let Ah Hua change more tricks to serve you!"

The woman sitting on the sofa on the side also came up, chattering nicely, Tu Beihuan grabbed a few large bills and stuffed them into their clothes, and walked downstairs.

"Good luck. ”

"Meet a High Roller ......"

The discussion was far away, and Tu Beihuan went downstairs, along Guangming Street, and walked towards the neighborhood welfare association.

Today, the neighborhood is brightly lit, but there are few people, because there are a few young and strong men guarding the door.

Tu Beihuan came to the door, and there was a faint sound of quarrel inside.

"I have the most brothers, of course I'm the one who speaks!"

"What kind of age are you? When I was messing with lame hao back then, you were still breastfeeding!"

……

When a few young men at the door saw Tu Beihuan, they raised their hands and scolded him and pointed at him and shouted: "Look at it, look at the shovel! Get out!"

Tu Beihuan took out a small bag of "happiness" from his jacket pocket and nodded.

Almost enough, looking at the rushing thugs, he threw a short knife from his cuff.

……

Driving back to the walled village at the highest speed, and parking the car at the door of the pharmacy, Feinan jumped out of the car, picked up the co-pilot who had fallen into a semi-coma, and ran into the pharmacy.

"Master!"

Ah Bing, who was standing in front of the medicine cabinet sorting medicinal materials, was the first to see them and hurriedly ran over.

"Go find the aged glutinous rice, grind it into flour and bring it over. ”

Fei Nan asked.

Ah Bing glanced at Dr. Lin worriedly, and hurriedly went upstairs to get the aged glutinous rice.

"Daddy!"

Ah Zhi ran out of the back room, his tone worried, with a crying voice: "What's wrong with my dad?"

"He's okay, does he have a bed?"

"Over here. ”

Ah Zhi led him to the back room, and Fernan laid Dr. Lin on the bed and took off his coat.

The three paw prints on Dr. Lin's back were already jet black, and the flesh on both sides was purple, as if they were necrotic.

"Aged glutinous rice is here!"

Ah Bing held a piece of kraft paper with crushed aged glutinous rice on top and ran over quickly.

Fei Nan took it, looked at the position, and patted the aged glutinous rice.

Zila!

The foul smell of smoke rose, and Dr. Lin, who was unconscious, screamed and propped up half of his body.

Feinan covered his nose and rubbed Dr. Lin's wound until the smoke stopped rising.

"Uh......"

Dr. Lin breathed a sigh of relief and went back to bed.

"Master!"

"Daddy!"

Ah Bing and Ah Zhi screamed worriedly.

"I'm fine...... I'm going to sleep for a while......"

Dr. Lin shook his head, closed his eyes, breathed evenly, and was already asleep.