Although Curly Hair and a few of their gangsters are chasing behind, there are still some terrifying shadows of life-killing relics in their hearts, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger, so they give up so gloomily, then don't want to occupy a place in the wilderness in the east of the city, you know, this collection of protection money, but there are many gangs with red eyes, as long as any gang is not strong, it will be replaced by the newly rising gangsters.

Curly's mind turned sharply, and he glanced at the four ghosts who usually had a good relationship with him, so the five of them tacitly slowed down their pace, allowing a young ghost with dyed red hair to run at the forefront of the group.

But the red-haired young ghost didn't know that he had already been betrayed by his teammates, and still followed Hao Jun's back closely, burying his head in pursuit.

The red-haired young man waited until Hao Jun in front of him stopped and looked back at himself, and he suddenly woke up, and looked sideways:, a gangster teammate on the left and right is gone, and then he turned his head to look at the back, his curly hair and five ghost things are still twenty or thirty meters away from him. The red-haired young ghost's heart was suddenly broken.

Sure enough, Hao Jun's white beam this time targeted him, the red-haired young ghost.

"Wow, no, I was betrayed!" The red-haired youth screamed in pain, arguing for himself.

"With your IQ, you're not fit to be a gangster, really!" Hao Jun spread his hands helplessly, swallowed him with a slur, brushed it, and disappeared again.

Hao Jun scooped up the pitiful two hundred pieces of dark coins on the ground and fled quickly. The green aperture on the colorful relics is already very thin, and it is estimated that it can be used about twice, but they still have five left, so they have to continue to swim and use the killing technique of flying kites.

"Oh, look, there's only five left." The old lady was always keeping an eye on what's going on behind her.

Hao Jun and the curly hairs of the gangsters are actually always going around, not running in a straight line, so that the group of uncles and aunts in front of Hao Jun is very safe, leisurely and ruthless.

"Then we can't get in?" The old man of Tai Chi seemed to be a little impatient.

"I'll do the math first, we have nine, there are five gangsters, nine divided by five, this is not a good division, it's not an integer, it can't be on, and we have to wait." The old lady who liked to pour cold water suddenly calculated accurately.

"Well, that makes sense," the other eight old fellows nodded in unison.

"Your uncle! Do you know how to run? "Hao Jun is angry and doesn't fight anywhere, he has already killed three of them, and now if this group of old guys turns around and kills back to the carbine, it is a good time to encircle and annihilate Curly and their five thugs.

However, people are old and refused, and they don't take any risks, so Hao Jun has no choice but to continue guerrilla in the wilderness.

"Hey, look, there's one less gangster!" The old man began to talk.

"I'll do the math again, nine divided by four equals... Wait! ”

After a while.

"Hey, look..."

"Don't look at it, I can figure it out, nine divided by three equals three, it happens to be an integer, it's time for us veterans to get out." The old lady hurriedly said.

After some hard work, Hao Jun finally killed two more, and now, there are still three ghosts left with curly hair, and Hao Jun can't do anything about it. He had swallowed nine ghosts in a row today, and now he was already a little groggy, and the colorful relics had lost their green aperture, and they had disappeared from the trace.

"Hey, stinky boy, where did you hide my relics again?" Uncle Snail is about to go crazy.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't you see Lao Tzu running for his life?" Hao Jun was extremely depressed and unceremoniously snorted.

He fought eight ghosts alone, and although he devoured five of them with the power of relics, he himself suffered a lot of beatings, and his new clothes were cut twice, and he also received several sticks in his back, and even his head was beaten hard by a gangster who didn't have long eyes.

"Young man, don't give up resistance, uncles and aunts are here to save you!" Nine old ghosts shouted and had already gathered around.

"You old things, look for death, dare to oppose us." Curly shouted angrily on his lips, but his heart was terrified. Unexpectedly, just caring about revenge and regaining face, he was surrounded by these old immortals.

"Nine divided by three equals three, every three in a group, on!" Uncle Tai Chi couldn't bear it anymore, assigned the opponent, and then rushed up.

Now there is nothing Hao Jun to do, he sat on the ground, looked at the old men and old ladies who were alive and well, listened to the crackling group beatings, and sighed helplessly: "It's so good to be so early, so I hurt Lao Tzu to be beaten so embarrassed." ”

"That's it, everyone divided the money, hehe, now you know that my Tai Chi is not blown, right?" Uncle Tai Chi said proudly.

"Three thousand seven hundred coins, nine of us, I'll do the math, it doesn't seem to be good to get rid of!" The calculating old lady suddenly scratched her head and cheeks, not knowing what to do.

"Okay, don't forget it, four hundred each." An excellent soul uncle said, divided the money, threw the extra hundred in his hand to Hao Jun and said, "Young man, this is for you!" With that, the nine old fellows dispersed in a hurry.

"Hey, what about the life-saving grace?" Hao Jun hurriedly shouted, if it weren't for the gratitude of this group of old men and women, Hao Jun would have worked so hard.

Uncle Tai Chi turned around and said: "Young man, it is also fate to meet in Pingshui, we don't need you to repay our life-saving grace, and you don't have to take it to heart, it's not easy for us to see that you are young, alas!" ”

"Huh?" Hao Jun looked confused: "I'm special, I'm Lao Tzu who came to save you." He was instantly disorganized, and there were only a thousand tears.

"Nima's, I've fallen in love with these old ghosts." Hao Jun realized at this time that these nine old guys had already calculated and reaped the benefits of the fisherman. Ginger, sure enough, is old and spicy.

In the end, the bamboo basket was empty, and Hao Jun rushed back with a disgraced face. Now the colorful relics can't be actively controlled, plus swallowing a few ghosts and fighting continuously, the head is also groggy. On second thought, I was cheated by a few old things. Hao Jun was suddenly depressed, he had no passion to continue working, and just wanted to sleep well.

However, on the way back when Hao Jun turned around, the relics in his mind appeared again, and the green circle on it could be used about three times, it seems that somewhere, there were ghosts who found that the graves of those nasty gangsters had disappeared, and issued a sincere thanks, and this gangster was killed by Hao Jun, so the relics got the green energy of gratitude!

"Mom didn't sleep well last night, so it's inconvenient to disturb at this time. It's better to go to Ling Shiyu, anyway, she has to go out to work during the day, leaving such a big bed, and being idle, I just hope she hasn't gone out yet. Hao Jun thought in his heart, and went directly to the wilderness north of Yuehu City.

Ling Shiyu got up early in the morning, and she was wasting time grinding and chirping in the boudoir. Actually, she was waiting for Hao Jun. She hoped to go out later, maybe Hao Jun would come to her.

She's still going to work in the mines today, and the profits will be good until the secret crevice mine is discovered by other ghosts. And she didn't know what to do in a new place.