Chapter 278: Angry, Angry, Angry!

The flames devoured the peach wood pile and the mantis corpse, I don't know if it was because of the relationship between the diesel fuel or the yellow fu, the peach wood pile and the mantis corpse were quickly burned, leaving only a few flickering sparks and fluttering small flames.

The mahogany pile and the mantis corpse had been charred in the raging fire.

The three policemen did not rush forward, but smoked cigarettes in the distance, looked at the sparkling charcoal pile, and did not know what they were talking about.

It wasn't until the first time the spark was revealed when the wind blew that the three policemen stepped forward and walked over.

The corpses of mahogany and praying mantis, which were originally a big pile, are now only a small pile.

The younger policeman climbed onto the flat of the pickup truck, removed two sapper shovels and a dustpan from it, scooped up dirt on a softer piece of earth, and covered the pile of coke.

The three policemen worked back and forth for a long time, and finally covered the coke pile.

"It's finally done!" Officer Liang said after throwing the sapper shovel onto the pickup truck.

"It would be nice to call someone tomorrow morning to come and see it." Police officer Zhu also threw the sapper shovel in his hand onto the pickup truck.

"Let's go, Brother Zhu and Brother Liang!" After the younger policeman threw the dustpan into the car, he went into the cab and lit a fire.

So the three disappeared into the outskirts in a pickup truck.

………

On the other side of the hospital, since Mr. Liu received Zhang Yi's call, it was relatively peaceful at first, but as soon as the night darkened, it was not peaceful.

"Eat my pure yang gossip palm!" Mr. Liu slapped a wild ghost on the chest, and directly slapped the wild ghost with only one breath left, and his body was illusory, as if he would fart in the next second.

I saw a layer of copper coins pasted on Mr. Liu's palms, and a layer of cinnabar was smeared on the surface of the copper coins.

After slapping the wild ghost, Mr. Liu withdrew his hand, turned around, slapped the face of the other wild ghost with a backhand, and shouted loudly: "The master is a shocking palm!"

After Mr. Liu waved his hands and slapped one wild ghost after another, Mr. Liu kicked his feet on the ground and jumped back, waved his hands in front of his chest, and shouted: "The monstrous palm of the gods!" The two palms hit the chests of the two wild ghosts in front of him, and directly slapped the two wild ghosts away.

Judging by Mr. Liu's appearance, there shouldn't be much of a problem, after all, every time he makes a move, he can still shout the name of such a middle and second disease.

"Don't keep patting people's breasts and slapping them, you're not a female ghost, what's there to shoot!" An untimely taunt drilled into Mr. Liu's ears.

"Female horse, you dead bald head, you're still forced like this!" Mr. Liu turned his head to stare at Wang Fan who was lying on the bed, and scolded viciously.

Before nightfall, after Mr. Liu and the others had summed it up, they still felt that it would be more appropriate to drag Wang Fan to this ward, for fear that the cult would take him hostage.

"What's the matter, it's a bad fight." Wang Fan rolled his eyes and retorted.

"Yo Yo Yo ...... Not again! Go up and beat that wild ghost by the waist and kick him in the balls! Wang Fan saw that a wild ghost pounced forward, and hurriedly pointed to Mr. Liu.

Mr. Liu first unhurriedly pointed a middle finger at Wang Fan on the hospital bed, and then blasted towards the wild ghost with both fists.

After the two punches knocked the wild ghost to the ground, Mr. Liu didn't catch his breath, and another untimely sound came into Mr. Liu's ears.

"Can you be quicker, quickly solve these wild ghosts, and help my baby Ying!"

Mr. Liu: (งǒ dish ǒ) ง⁼³₌₃

“KOA！” Finally, Mr. Liu was angry and burst out foul language.

Female, don't say if you two sick numbers can be used, I'll fight to protect you, if you don't thank you, it's just that, one is sneering, and the other is a typical heavy color and light friend.

"Believe it or not, I'm going to pick a pick!?" Mr. Liu gritted his teeth and said.

"If you have time to gossip here, you might as well shoot a few more wild ghosts." Zifeng Daoist said lightly.

"That is, work quickly, and be diligent with your hands and feet!" Monk Wang also echoed on the side.

"I .........," Mr. Liu said in a dumb voice.

"Give you wild ghosts another chance, it's too late to retreat now, or .........," Mr. Liu said with his head grinding his teeth.

Those two people are uncles, but you wild ghosts are not...... But the wild ghosts ignored Mr. Liu's warning, and still rushed up in their own way.

"Good, good!" Mr. Liu's figure flashed and rushed towards the group of wild ghosts, and his hands were fists in the group of wild ghosts and he killed them widely, and he was in a hurry to use this group of wild ghosts as a punching bag to vent his anger.

"Alas...... Are you a fool? These wild ghosts are obviously controlled by others, even if you want to retreat, you can't retreat, and you still go to persuade people to leave! Wang Fan's mouth cannon, which hadn't stopped for a few seconds, sprayed again: "Wow! Why are you beating someone's chest again, beating your waist! Conquer the three ways! ”

"Ahhhh.........h

"What's the matter, it's called Chunna! Hurry up and help my baby Ying! Daoist Zifeng also began to mock.

"Niwangma, Niwangma, CAO, CAO, CAO...... You spicy chickens and wild ghosts are all for Lao Tzu to die! Mr. Liu scolded loudly in the group of wild ghosts.

Wang Fan glanced at Mr. Liu, who was pounding the ghost hard, and when he moved his lips and wanted to say a few words, the Zifeng Taoist priest on the side spoke first: "It's almost, if you continue to ridicule it, he may really be able to pick and choose."

"Uncle Feng, you are thinking wrong! We scold him to bring out his potential. Wang Fan said earnestly: "Besides, does he usually scold us less?" It's a waste of time not to be scared, and you will be punished. ”

"Listening to you say that, it seems to make some sense!" Daoist Zifeng nodded and agreed.

"Yes! Then continue to slap him! Wang Fan said with a cheap smile.

After saying that, Wang Fan turned his head, organized the language, and continued to scare Mr. Liu, who was desperately beating the ghost.

"Xiao Liu, ......" This time, Wang Fan directly began to scold in the tone of his predecessors educating his juniors: "You can't get home with this kung fu, you have to stand firm, start from your waist, and don't make superfluous movements." If you want to fight, hit the weakness, and hurry up to steal peaches from that wild ghost! ”

"Ah!!! Die, die, give me all to die! Mr. Liu's roar increased by three points, and his attack also increased by three points.

Under Mr. Liu's chilling offensive, the wild ghost group screamed again and again, and the ghosts screamed one after another.

Time goes back a while.........

After Mr. Liu hung up Zhang Yi's phone, everyone first pulled Wang Fan to this ward, and at first Wang Fan wondered why he was pulling himself here, after all, Shalu and Kakarot were fighting in a hot and exciting place. Later, after Mr. Liu explained it to him, Wang Fan knew that this was the case, and on the way, Wang Fan did not forget to complain about the title of "Maoshan head candidate".