"Hey! I don't know you! Bruce Lee, who was holding a hamburger, stiffened his face, this guy is really evil, he only had a heavy heaven in the ghost army realm yesterday, and today he will be "two" heavy heaven? Your breakthrough speed is hard for me to face.

Wu Xiaolong: "I'm Wu Xiaolong, the one who slapped you in the face yesterday!" ”

Damn, let's not talk about it, okay? Bruce Lee was in pain, "I really don't know you"

"Don't say that, I'm so similar to your name, and so fateful, I met you yesterday, and I met you again today, come on, how about sitting down and eating together?" Bruce Wu smiled, and the main reason why he asked Bruce Lee to come over and eat was because he didn't want to talk to Xiao Qiao more, and he would die.

After a while, Bruce Lee really couldn't withstand Bruce Wu's mouth machine gun, so he was dragged over to eat burgers with them, in fact, the main reason why Bruce Lee went over was that Bruce Lee said: "You still owe me an apology, if you don't come, apologize to me immediately."

As a principled ghost, Bruce Lee had no choice but to come over! Actually, he really wanted to say: Nima's, actually play threats! I remember you, damn it!

As soon as Bruce Lee sat down, he was about to help Bruce Wu assist, "Who is this big mouse?" ”

Bruce Wu silently gave Bruce Lee one hundred and twenty likes in his heart! You were called here to deal with this big rat.

"This empress is called Pikachu, please advise!"

Bruce Lee was puzzled, and asked Wu Xiaolong, "Does the underworld have a skin surname?" ”

"The name of the mouse, you have to understand" Wu Xiaolong's face was very flat, "The mouse can speak, the surname Kachu is normal, normal"

Normal Nima, Bruce Lee doesn't feel normal, because this yellow-skinned rat is a little... Terrible!

"You know an alien savior, are you also from an alien? Mars or Namek? ”

Bruce Lee was stunned, "Dare to ask who the Namek Star is?" ”

"This empress doesn't look at it, it's all said by Lord Bai Wuchang, you should ask him"

"Don't you still say?"

"That's why I asked you about this alien!"

"Poof!" In two sentences, Bruce Lee was said by Xiao Qiao to be injured internally, this mouse... It really made him speechless!

"Brother Xiaolong, why did you appear here?" Wu Xiaolong was very sympathetic when he looked at Bruce Lee's internal injuries, once upon a time, he was also panicked by Xiao Qiao's heart.

"Oh! By the way, I'm going to ask if you've seen these people? Bruce Lee took a bite of the burger with a bitter face, and when he heard Wu Xiaolong's words, he remembered that he actually came out today for business, and suddenly he didn't know if it was to avoid Xiao Qiao's entanglement or if there was something really wrong, so he hurriedly took out a large handful of photos with a white background from his trouser pocket.

Wu Xiaolong looked at the pile of photos on the dining table, a little dumbfounded, he even had a camera in the underworld! Hades is the real Doraemon, there is everything, there are things you think of, there are also things you can't think of, amazing!

"Are these photos all wanted by ghosts?" Little Joe asked.

"Well, it's just a thief on Yin Si Street, and the big thieves are all caught by ghosts, and we just need to manage these thieves!" Bruce Lee took out one casually, pointed to the old man in the photo and said: "For example, this old man is very unlucky, he became a thief within a few days of coming to Hades, and stole a pair of black steel boots from the ghost prison commander, and the lord was on fire and pulled him into the wanted list on Yin Si Street, this old man is also awesome enough, even stealing the shoes of the general commander."

"Can I laugh?" Little Qiao is happy, this old man is curious! You say that you don't steal something good, and you steal a pair of shoes and you are wanted, how unlucky do you have to be to be like this?

"Slow!!"

Xiao Qiao was happy, but Wu Xiaolong's chest seemed to be crushed by a thousand catties of boulder, so heavy and boring.

His eyes dilated little by little, and his pupils shrank more and more, and the anxiety and anger in his heart could be seen from his pupils!

The black hair slanted down at this moment, covering the gloomy eyes, and at this time, Wu Xiaolong was like a fierce ghost in a horror movie, and he was angry!

His hands were clenched unconsciously, the sharp nails pierced into the palms of his hands, and the stinging pain in his hands slowly spread with the flow of time, but the pain in his hands did not affect the burning of Wu Xiaolong's hatred fire at this time, and his left hand trembled and snatched the photo of the old man in Bruce Lee's hand, making a miserable sound like a ghost's scream.

"I've been met again... You... Finish! ”

Bruce Lee shuddered suddenly, and the corners of his mouth trembled a little, what is this swollen? Where did the teasing little white face go just now? Why did he suddenly become a ghost?

Xiao Qiao was also dumbfounded, is this still an alien savior? Did that funny and stupid alien savior dive?

"Sue me, where did this picture come from?" Wu Xiaolong's voice was still very hoarse, and it seemed that this voice did not come from his throat, but was filled with a resentment.

"Uh, the ...... on the ghost prison wanted warrant" Bruce Lee wondered, why did he feel scared in the face of this guy now? He's a guy in the ghost soldier realm and two heavens, am I still afraid that he won't succeed?

"Alien savior, you... Seen him? Xiao Qiao said a little hard, because she felt that the current alien savior had become the Great Demon King of Vic, so terrifying.

"I've seen... It's not just seen! ”

"And I know him, and I know him unforgettable!"

"If I say that this old man was killed by me in the world, do you believe it?"

Wu Xiaolong's tone was very ordinary, after such a while, the anger in his heart seemed to have subsided a lot, but judging from the photos that had been crushed in his hand, his heart was not calm!

Bruce Lee and Little Joe paused and shook their heads in unison. It's not that they don't trust Wu Xiaolong, it's that everyone in the underworld has lost the memory of their previous lives.

They didn't think that Wu Xiaolong still remembered the events of his previous life, let alone remembered the old man he killed in his previous life.

You know, there is a mysterious Meng Po here! Who can stop her Meng Po soup?

"Well, I'll tell you a story!" Wu Xiaolong's face was calm and said lightly.

"Listen to a story?"

"Well, listen to the story!"

I don't know why, after seeing the photo of the enemy, Wu Xiaolong's heart was very upset, and he always wanted to find a place to vent.

Twenty-one years of life, he hadn't felt this way since he understood things eighteen years ago, and his seventh sense told him that he would be very uncomfortable if he didn't find a place to talk...

So, Wu Xiaolong said this!

Today, you can assume that I am telling a story.

"I have to start with five years ago... At that time, I... Forget it, the person named Wu Xiaolong with the same name and surname as me is still a high school student, his parents are factory workers, this high school student is Wu Xiaolong, he has a general family, a cheerful personality, and is a very good person, originally his life should have been very calm, very plain, but ......"

…

This was one day five years ago on earth.

A blue-haired boy with a green face grabbed the leaf in his hand, his eyes moved, revealing a smile of ease, "Very good, today is a beautiful day, what a green leaf, it is comforting to look at"

"Hey! The stinky boy in front, can you withdraw the money, if you don't withdraw the money, get out of here, there are still a lot of people waiting in the back! ”

Embarrassment! Young boy! That is, 16-year-old Wu Xiaolong was dumbfounded.

In front of this product is an open-air bank ATM, which stands in front of the ATM and does not withdraw money, but takes leaves?

Damn, who are you scolding if you don't scold you?

The sun is more than 40 degrees, and a large group of old aunts and uncles are waiting to play chess or mahjong after withdrawing money.

Depend on!