Chapter 123: That surnamed Tang seems to be able to talk to ghosts... Communication!

Since ancient times, the king of Hades is easy to provoke, and the little ghosts are difficult to deal with.

Although Yan Er has withdrawn from the rivers and lakes on the surface, there are still legends about him in the rivers and lakes of the Demon Capital.

Although the Demon Son made him forget about it. However, how can the hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife, and the shame of destroying one's younger brother be forgotten.

Thinking that he would become a waste person in the future and never be able to touch women again, Yan Er had the urge to chop them into meat puree.

"Second master, find out which hospital he is in." After hanging up the phone, a younger brother next to the hospital bed stared at Yan Er who was lying on the hospital bed and said.

Yan Er's eyes widened as big as fists, and he said word by word: "Very good, I want them to completely disappear from this world." ”

"Second master, don't worry."

Night falls. Modu People's Hospital, as usual, is nothing special.

However, this is only temporary.

At 10 o'clock at 8:00, more than a dozen cars without license plates suddenly appeared at the main entrance of the People's Hospital.

On each sedan sat a strong man with an angry face, brushing and brushing, and the strong men in the sedan got out of the car one after another, and there must be at least one hundred and twenty people in its posture.

The 120 people stood in four rows, very neat, all wearing black suits and sunglasses, just like the black society in the movie.

A patient standing by the window saw this scene and couldn't help but wonder,

"Is this going to be a movie?"

"Look, something looks like something's going to happen!"

"My God, what's going on?"

This incident has alarmed the People's Hospital. Soon the security guards inside the hospital came out. But when he saw this formation, he was so frightened that his legs and stomach trembled.

Those who were afraid of the accident had already called the police, but if it was usual, the police would have arrived.

But today, the police did not show up in time.

Obviously, there is an article in this.

In a BMW, a shirtless bald head sits in the back seat, leisurely smoking a cigar. The most striking thing is that there is a watermelon tattooed on the bald head.

Mixed society, most tattoos like green dragons and white tigers, but who has ever tattooed watermelon.

If Tang and Song Dynasty saw this scene, they would definitely point to Brother Watermelon and say-Is your family a professional watermelon household?

"Is the guy surnamed Tang there?" Watermelon Ye asked as he spat out the smoke ring.

Watermelon Master, if he is mixed in the road, he will definitely have heard of his reputation more or less.

When he was young, he was a watermelon seller, and in order to show his professionalism, he tattooed a watermelon on his head.

Later, when he met Yan Er, he abandoned his old profession and began to mix up society. Known for his ruthlessness and courage, it is said that the battle of the watermelon master asked the rivers and lakes to rely on a watermelon knife alone, slashing 45 people, maiming 23 people, and hacking 11 people to death.

And today, he was ordered by the second master to ask for the lives of two people.

"If you go back to Guaye, you won't be there."

Watermelon Master spat at the mouth and said, "Trouble, it seems that if you kill this, you have to toss it." ”

However, at this moment, the brothers of the Nine Fingers also rushed over.

Today's battle of their boss in the studio can be said to have a backbone and a backbone, which makes these people admire this big brother from the bones.

And now, the other party does not abide by the morality of the rivers and lakes, and clearly says that it is a personal gladiatorial battle of life and death, but now, they are actually playing revenge.

Not particular!

There is no boss on the Nine Fingers side, the number of people is about fifty, and the dress is very unsophisticated, and there are even a dozen people wearing big pants and flip-flops.

As for the other party, more than 120 people have black sunglasses and black suits, just like professional-level equipment.

In terms of momentum alone, these fifty people have already lost half of them.

Some are already gasping.

"Brothers, how does the boss treat us on weekdays? How does Brother Nine Fingers do to us? Damn, the boss and Brother Nine Fingers aren't even afraid of the Demon Son, can we be ashamed? Can you lose this face? ”

"Brother Nine Fingers is on it, you say, what should I do?"

"Fight!"

"Damn, Lao Tzu looks down on pretending to be the most."

"Lao Tzu's hands are already hungry and thirsty!"

The windows of all floors of the People's Hospital were poking out people's heads, watching this scene.

The watermelon master sneered, he threw away the cigar in his hand, and said, "Give you a minute to maim all these things that don't know whether they are dead or alive!" ”

"Don't worry, fifty seconds is enough!"

The battle between the two sides is about to begin, and a smell of blood comes inexplicably.

Quiet, dead quiet.

The people who poked their heads out on each floor held their breath, after all, they probably wouldn't have seen this scene twice in their lives.

Bang dang!

A crisp sound came, destroying the solemn atmosphere of the scene.

Someone had sharp eyes and saw that it was the sound of the wine jar breaking.

But where did this jar come from?

Just when everyone hesitated, and were about to pull the drunk out to sacrifice to the sky, a figure fell from the sky!

Sharp-eyed people saw that they had jumped from the balcony window on the sixth floor.

"Someone is going to kill themselves!" That was the man's first reaction.

These two forces are fighting, even if you commit suicide, you have to choose a different place, otherwise, how to attract attention and how to make headlines.

Sure enough, the figure lay on the ground, motionless.

Needless to say, those who are sure to die cannot die again. That's what a lot of people think.

This little episode did not spoil the mind of the duel between the two sides.

It's close!

It's closer!

There is only one meter left!

A battle is about to begin.

At this moment, a voice came.

"Damn, get out of my way, don't affect Lao Tzu's sleep!" This was followed by a thunderous snoring.

The two forces were stunned for a moment, and they all followed the voice.

In the end, all eyes fell on the corpse that fell off the building and committed suicide.

Corpses talking?

Corpse snoring?

My God, is it haunted?

There are a very small number of superstitious people who have begun to start hair in their hearts.

When Tang and Song Dynasty came, they saw this scene.

Damn, relying on him is just unreliable.

When everyone saw the boss appear, their morale was immediately high, and they all showed a posture of seeing death as home.

Fight with the Boss!

The boss is mighty!

After the watermelon master knew that Tang Song appeared, he immediately giggled, "Very good, save Lao Tzu another trip." Destroy him! ”

Gua Ye gave the order, and more than one hundred and twenty were about to do it, but he never thought that the voice would sound again.

"Who especially affects Lao Tzu's sleep, Lao Tzu makes him unable to sleep for the rest of the year!"

The sound was still from the corpse, accompanied by a thunderous snoring.

"Gua Ye, things are a bit weird, there is a suicide who jumped from the sixth floor, he didn't die, he is still talking and snoring in his dreams, you say, will it be unlucky?"

Watermelon Master went south and north, he didn't believe in gods and spirits, only Guan Erye, after he heard this kind of thing, he snorted coldly and said, "It's people and ghosts who are destroyed together!" ”

"Yes!"

Sou!

A gust of wind hit, with a bit of coolness and nine points of wine.

The one hundred and twenty man could see clearly that the suicide had actually stood up. Moreover, it floats here like a ghost. Its appearance is even more hideous, tattered clothes, unkempt, and the light is indeed a little dim, unable to see the face clearly, some people have begun to feel cold on their backs.

I don't know who roared the ghost, and suddenly the forces on both sides were somewhat affected.

Under the eyes of everyone, Tang Song walked towards the wine and meat monk. He knew that this was a trick made by wine and meat, this wine and meat were too unparticular, and he obviously accepted the wine he sent, but he didn't do it well.

Does he not know the reason for drinking people's short mouths?

When the brothers of Nine Fingers saw this scene, they cheered one after another.

"Boss, be careful!"

"The boss is mighty, and he is not even afraid of ghosts!"

"The boss is so domineering."

"Brothers, I'm not afraid of ghosts, we're still afraid of a birdman!"

“……”

Hearing these roars, Tang Song was speechless in his heart, your boss is very superstitious, right, who said I am not afraid of ghosts?

If I really encountered a ghost, I'm sure I'm going to be faster than all of you.

"Are you okay?"

Tang Song came to the side of the wine and meat and said indignantly.

The person on the side of the watermelon master can see it clearly. Jumping from the sixth floor would be crippled even if you didn't die, not to mention this, the sudden floating action just now was enough to scare some timid people out of heart disease.

And now, the boss of this other party dares to deal with ghosts, it's too special--bull fork.

Seeing that he hadn't done it yet, the watermelon master immediately became angry and roared, "Damn, why haven't you done it yet?" ”

"Gua Ye, that corpse is like a gust of wind, and it floats in front of us after brushing it, it seems that there is really a ghost!"

The watermelon master was stunned for a moment, and the man continued,

"The most incredible thing is that the guy surnamed Tang seems to be able to talk to ghosts... Communication! ”