"You go check it out." The living dead finally spoke, pushing the younger brother forward.

"Let me see your fingers, don't play dead."

As soon as he walked up to Zhang Beiye, he was kicked out and hit two living dead.

In a flash of cold light, Zhang Beiye's knife had already swept over and slashed directly at the neck of the living dead, hoping that the female ghost had not deceived herself, and that she would not hack the ordinary little hooligan to death, and then she would become a murderer.

The other party could only wave his hand to block, but he didn't expect Zhang Beiye to exert a lot of strength this time.

Because if you want to implement the idea of a female ghost, you have to be ruthless.

The bloody arm fell in front of the landlord, frightening him to be incontinent on the spot, screaming non-stop, and the two little attendants were also frightened.

Zhang Beiye looked at the kitchen knife, the edge of the knife had already been curled, the other party's bones should have been strengthened, wasn't the fragment of the Ghost King Sutra only in his dream?

Could it be that it is some kind of general cultivation method, and even the living dead can cultivate?

He hooked his thumb and said, "Do you still want my finger?" ”

"I knew you were cheating, let's go together."

The guy with the severed hand looked at his severed arm, and then at Zhang Beiye, thinking that he was going to attack, but unexpectedly, he picked up the severed hand on the ground, turned around and left.

This confirmed Zhang Beiye's thoughts, these guys are constantly testing their strength, and sooner or later they will do it, maybe in the next two days.

As the four of them ran, they kept looking back, worried that someone was following.

"Brother Hua, this kid's speed and strength are getting stronger and stronger." A younger brother said to the headphones.

"Don't you keep saying that you beat him seriously last time? You stupid pig, your hand is chopped off, don't you know how to pretend, pick it up and run, you have been dead for too long and you have forgotten how to be a person, right, you exposed your identity in front of him. ”

"I'm sorry Brother Hua, I didn't expect it at the time, but he healed too quickly."

"Killed."

"Hua ......"

Before the guy with the severed hand could react, the living dead behind him punched him in the head, then carried it on his back and threw it into the trunk.

The two normal little brothers who followed behind were also frightened at this time, and wanted to turn around and escape, but they snapped two punches and were directly stoned to death.

"Brother Hua, are we too cautious?"

"The question now is whether he is getting stronger and stronger, or whether he is deliberately hiding his strength."

"Brother Hua, either you make a move, or Brother Fang makes a move, I may not be able to handle this guy." The living dead carried the bodies of the two men into the car.

"Well, I'm going to have to try, it's a waste of time, I'll have to go to his roommate first."

"Does he care if his roommate lives or dies?"

"It doesn't matter if you try."

"Did you fight him before you were reincarnated?"

"How can I have this qualification."

"How long have you been trying?"

"We don't know if this Zhang Beiye is the old man's enemy, or the enemy's subordinate, the main old man is afraid, worried that it is a bait, it is said that that guy has a wife and has no last resort, how wise and close to the demon."

"How good he is, scaring the old man like this."

"Killing you is like stepping on an ant."

"What about killing the old man?"

"Poor...... Pretty much. ”

"Impossible." The living dead drove the car, unbelievable.

His qualifications are too shallow, the strength of the old man, in his heart, is simply a god-like existence, how can someone kill the old man like pinching an ant to death, what a terrifying existence.

Zhang Beiye returned to the bathroom and touched the mirror, the female ghost was indeed not there, she should have left.

He took two changes of clothes, and the landlord stood in the living room to clean up the mess of cigarette butts on the floor, as well as blood stains.

"Zhang Beiye, you are limited to move out tomorrow, the deposit will not be refunded, and the rent will be refunded to you for three months, I can't stand these little rascals here."

"I've only stayed for two days." Zhang Beiye replied.

"I was frightened just now, and you have to pay me for mental damages."

Zhang Beiye walked up to him and said, "It's not me who scares you, you can charge for two days, and you can't lose any other money." ”

"I'll call the police." The landlord said.

Zhang Beiye picked up the kitchen knife with the curly mouth, broke the handle, and threw it in front of the landlord.

"I'm not one of those students who was arbitrarily slaughtered by you, please call the police now, immediately, immediately."

The landlord looked at him, took two steps back, and immediately coaxed, "Okay, the money will be returned to you a lot, but you have to move out tomorrow." ”

Zhang Beiye realized the meaning of murder for the first time, some people in this world are very cheap.

When he arrived at Song Qian's house, she had just finished eating, was taking a bath, and was in good spirits.

In the eyes of the old couple, Zhang Beiye was like an invisible person, Father Song held a rag, looked at him and said: "When Qianqian's condition is stable, I will give you one million, you take a two-year leave of absence first, and then come back to study when she graduates." ”

"Come on, anyway, after you graduate, you will only have a salary of five or six thousand, and you will earn more than ten years without eating or drinking one million." Song's mother said.

"I'll talk to Song Qian about the divorce at night." Zhang Beiye replied coldly.

"Really?" Mother Song asked in surprise.

"But there is one condition."

"What conditions, how much money do you want, as long as it's not outrageous."

"Don't attend the concert, you take Qianqian out of Jiangzhou on Friday." Zhang Beiye replied.

Song's mother was a little surprised, Zhang Beiye didn't mention anything about the money, so she nodded and said: "As long as you are willing to let go, it's okay if you don't participate, just take her to my aunt's house in Macau to relax." ”

After Song Qian took a shower, put on her shirt and pajamas, glanced at Zhang Beiye, and asked him to come into the room.

"You sleep in a guest bedroom at night, don't mess around." Song's mother said.

"Mom, he's in charge of the floor in my room."

"Nope."

"I sleep on the couch." Zhang Beiye replied.

When he entered the room, Song Qian picked up the hair dryer and handed it to him, "Help me blow my hair." ”

"You have a head injury and you can't wash your hair."

"I washed it casually, but my head was just a little bit of skin, otherwise it would be very itchy." Song Qian replied.

"Did you find the license plate?" She asked.

"Got it." Zhang Beiye said, carefully blowing his hair.

"Who is going to kill me?" Song Qian hurriedly asked.

"It's that Brother Hua's person."

Song Qian turned the hair dryer to the minimum, looked at Zhang Beiye and asked suspiciously, "Who is Brother Hua?" ”

"I don't know at the moment."

"What's the owner's name?" Song Qian asked.

"I said you don't know each other, and I also looked for scalpers to check."

"I've never met that Brother Hua at all, why did he kill me?"

"I don't know the specific reason, and the car may have been stolen."

"So what do you think should be done?"

"It's very simple, we divorced, anyway, now the female ghost is gone, no one threatens you, you will travel abroad with your parents tomorrow, and come back when things settle down." Zhang Beiye replied.

Song Qian looked at Zhang Beiye, didn't relax for a long time, and asked, "What did you say, divorce?" ”

"Yes, weren't you forced by a female ghost to marry me, I promise she has left because I scolded her."

"It's only been a few days since I got my marriage certificate, and I'm going to get a divorce?"

"Yes." Zhang Beiye replied.

Since Song Qian is just bait and she is the target of Sun Hua's gang, there is no need to involve her, even if she was or will be her wife, so what, she can still bury herself.

"Zhang Beiye, look at me."

Song Qian stood up and looked at Zhang Beiye, holding his face and aiming at his big bright eyes.

"Are you hiding something from me? Is that Brother Hua a ghost, can a driverless car hit me three times? ”

"This thing really doesn't make sense, you leave first, I'll investigate, maybe their target is me." Zhang Beiye replied.

"You just find the owner of the car, can you guess that it is Brother Hua's person?" Song Qian chased after her, and her head was quite clever.

"yes, I'm following the car, and that's the guy I fought that night."

"Liar, dead liar, you're just scared, aren't you?" Song Qian asked.

"The female ghosts are gone, no one is pestering you, so you can leave first, okay?" Zhang Beiye persuaded.

The other party is not afraid of slashing, and he is surrounded by big living people, so he is obviously at a disadvantage.

"Don't lie to me, didn't you find the license plate number?" Song Qian asked.

Zhang Beiye stopped talking and wanted to break free, but he was tightly clamped by Song Qian's palms, and his mouth was squeezed into a duck-shaped beast, which made him feel empty.

"You don't like me anymore?" Song Qian asked.

"It's only been a few days, what do you like?"

"Look me in the eye and say, do you like me?" Song Qian asked aggressively.

She didn't believe that Zhang Beiye didn't like her, otherwise he wouldn't have to risk his life, if it was another boy, I'm afraid he would have given up a long time ago.

Zhang Beiye was really speechless, looking at Song Qian's eyes, who could say something he didn't like.

How did this girl die, the female ghost is also very axial, if ten wives are like this, it should hurt a lot.

"Don't hide!" Song Qian gritted her teeth and shook Zhang Beiye's head over, "Zhang Beiye, you answered me!" ”