Onlookers gathered at the door, and in order to prevent Zhang Daqi from boldly paying for himself again, everyone dispersed in a commotion.

"Madde!, should I run away alone? Wang Zhanbei Laozi and you are endless!" Zhang A boldly looked at the dishes in the store and scolded viciously.

Bai Jie didn't want to make Wang Zhanbei angry again, so she persuaded him: "Forget it, I'll pay the expelled guests, don't pay that bastard anymore"

Stop paying attention to Wang Zhanbei? How is this possible? Not to mention all the hatred before, he can't spare him just because he caused trouble in the store.

After Daniel Zhang boldly contacted Zhou Yong, he learned that the people of Health Ju did not sell Ma Youliang's face.

In desperation, Zhang Daqi had no choice but to contact Bai Jie again and ask her to use the influence of the Bai family to dredge up the relationship with Ji Ji.

Baijia almost grasps the economic lifeline of the county and relies on the Mu family. Even if it's a county big, it's not good to sell your own face.

Therefore, after Zhang Daqi boldly called Bai Jie, the order of the Great Company to close the collection for rectification was quickly revoked.

However, the anger of Zhang Zhaolong's brave heart did not disappear, but became stronger and faster.

He doesn't like to take the initiative to provoke others, but he must not let others bully him, and revenge will definitely come.

The night was quiet, and Zhang A boldly slipped out of Jiji alone. He wants to go to the slaughterhouse, destroy the battle to suppress discontent, and then control it.

Zhang A boldly strode through the lonely street for more than ten minutes, and finally came to a nearby slaughterhouse.

He first dug up a few pieces of jade engraved with charms in the backlight, and then dug up a few pieces of jade at the front door of the slaughterhouse, which the guards ignored.

As soon as the campaign to suppress the people's grievances was destroyed, Zhang boldly sensed the multiplicity of the people's grievances and roared in the slaughterhouse.

However, after waiting in the woods opposite the slaughterhouse for more than half an hour, he still did not see any complaints, so he could only sneak into the slaughterhouse himself to look for those complaints.

Fortunately, the walls of the slaughterhouse were not very high, and he ran a short distance. He climbed up the wall and rolled over.

Although the slaughterhouse is large and covers a large area, there is no valuable equipment, so there is no security for patrolling the factory area.

Most of the security guards and bodyguards gathered in the courtyard where Wang Zhanbei lived to escort him.

Zhang Dadazi sneaked around in the slaughterhouse for a long time, and finally saw the image of grievances near an abandoned factory, those ghost children were actually playing football!

Hubry, on a whim, tiptoed close to these grievances, suddenly jumped out, laughed like a strange corn, and said, "Do you want to play together?"

His sudden appearance shocked these grievances, and he wanted to run everywhere despite the football on the ground.

When the ghost children dispersed, a slightly older ghost child shouted loudly, as if to order these grievances.

In its violent cry, the fleeing ghost children gathered behind it.

Most of these grievances have not yet arisen, and for various reasons they have been forced to stop. Zhang Ah boldly sympathized with them and was prepared to treat them first with a salute before sending troops.

"Do you want to do something for me? and then I'll overtake you and make you reborn. Zhang Ah asked boldly and cautiously.

However, in the midst of his shouts, the discontent was clearly unwilling to cooperate with him.

Zhang A boldly looked at the situation and said, "Do you still want to be on the wrong side?"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people complained. They rushed up and bravely surrounded Zhang. Zhang seemed to want to separate his teeth and claws.

If Hubbard had been hurt by these grievances last time, he might have even been wronged to death.

But now that he has completed the construction of the foundation, his spiritual energy is getting richer and richer, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger. These grievances did him little harm.

However, these grievances were unknown, and the grievances of the great director were more direct, pounced on Zhang Daqi's face.

Zhang Daqi boldly saw the situation, and with a thunderclap in his palm, it would be shattered by the vigorous spirit, and it was impossible to even reincarnate.

When they saw this, the rest of the people were speechless with fear. They all looked at Zhang boldly in astonishment, and even forgot to run away.

Zhang A sneered boldly and asked, "Do you still want to continue?" "Do you want me to kill you one by one?"

As soon as the words fell, all the complaints quickly disappeared. They want to run away, but they don't want to. They can only put on a show and make all kinds of scary looks.

Zhang Daqi boldly looked at the time, no longer deliberately playing with them, and then took out a dozen spells, threw them into the air, and then shot out a dozen spirits.

The aura drove more than a dozen spells to fly towards the complaining souls, piercing their eyebrows and vanishing.

But these ten grievances have just disappeared, and they have become bold puppets like wooden people.

Zhang Daqi recklessly raises ghosts and harms people, just to punish Wang Zhanbei, then he will cross the line of these grievances.

"Aren't you greedy?

Wang Zhanbei was lying on the wet bed, squinting at a group of ghosts in red clothes, and felt very uncomfortable.

He subconsciously wanted to stand up and call for help, but he couldn't move, he couldn't even speak, his throat seemed to be stuffed with fish bones, and as long as he called for help, it would be extremely painful.

Cold sweat seeped out of the pores of his whole body, mingling with the Niao on the bed, exuding the smell of a psychiatric hospital, which was also his final destination!

However, the little devils in red clothes in the room gathered around his bedside, staring blankly at him, terrified.

Zhang Daqi boldly walked out of the room, saw that the time was almost up, and shot out two elixirs from between his fingers, and the bodyguard at the door fainted.

As soon as the two bodyguards fell, Zhang Daqi boldly ordered the ghosts in the room to release the restraints on Wang Zhanbei and restore his mobility.

However, Wang Zhanbei, who was already frightened, where did he still have the strength to stand up? He was still paralyzed on the bed, trembling.

"What bad things have you done?" Otherwise, we will knock you down with us!" Zhang boldly interrogated Wang Zhanbei under the pretext of complaining.

When Wang Zhanbei saw the little ghost in red talking, he became more and more frightened, and subconsciously curled up and buried his head.

Standing next to Wang Zhanbei's head, a man with a full stomach suddenly lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Are you sure you want to go with us?"

Wang Canbei smiled seriously, and in a lame tone, he put on his niao pants again, and trembled violently: "I ......" I ...... "

Wang Zhanbei choked twice, and fainted again in fright. It is rare that he persevered for so long with such courage.

Zhang A boldly realized that the situation was not right, and hurriedly pushed the door open. As soon as he came in, all the complaints startled him.

"Madde! Is this grandson so fearless? How can Lao Tzu play this? Zhang Daqi complained boldly, then turned on the mobile phone camera and pointed at Wang Bei on the bed.

The presence of resentment affects the magnetic field. Luckily, Hubry put a spell on them, so they can still be used despite some snowflakes in the camera.

Zhang Daqi made bold preparations for all this, and then retreated behind the screen, so that Wang Zhanbei's resentment woke up again.

Wang Zhanbei had already had two such experiences, and he still felt scared and trembling, but he calmed down a bit. He began to recite the name of the Buddha and sought refuge from the gods and the Buddha.

But how does cramming work on an ad hoc basis? The resentment remains, and the glare is still there.

(End of chapter)