CHAPTER XXXIII

As soon as Zhu Yao's voice fell, there was a sound of rustling in the surrounding woods.

A middle-aged man wearing a work uniform and a hard hat rushed to Zhu Yao, it was Mei Yongli. Behind him, followed by dozens of workers with iron rods and steel pipes, they surrounded Chen Jinshan as soon as they came up.

"Hehe, Brother Zhu Yao, we've been waiting for most of the night, and we've almost fallen asleep-" Mei Yongli said with a smile, and then he looked at Chen Jinshan and said viciously: "It's this guy, brothers, call me." A reward for hitting the leg is 100, an arm is awarded 300, a head is awarded 500, and a chirp is rewarded 1,000. How many times did you count yourself—"

As soon as Mei Yongli's voice fell, dozens of workers turned into a group of bachelors who had not seen a woman for ten years, they looked at Chen Jinshan, their eyes lit up, as if they had seen a sexy girl, and rushed up excitedly.

Chen Jinshan had already taken off the big soup spoon behind his back, but he saw the black impermanence who was watching the battle coldly, and finally did not dare to resist.

There is only one result of not resisting, and that is to be beaten into a pig's head.

The workers really didn't spare their hands for money, and the sticks were aimed at the key points, and Chen Jinshan could only curl up into a shrimp and reduce the force surface as much as possible.

But after a few blows, he was beaten to the point that he lost the ability to resist, like a dead pig, motionless.

Fearing that they would kill someone, the workers stopped one after another and looked back at Mei Yongli.

And Mei Yongli looked at Zhu Yao and whispered: "It's really possible to kill someone if you fight again-"

"Fight, don't be afraid, this guy will be beaten, and he won't be killed-" Zhu Yao waved his hand indifferently, and then added: "Boss Mei, do you know who this guy is?" He's in league with the people who murdered you, who plotted to kill Mega—"

When Mei Yongli heard this, he immediately became angry, and after looking left and right, he snatched the incense platform in Zhu Yao's hand, rushed over and smashed it on Chen Jinshan's head.

Seeing this, the other workers began to pick up the steel pipe again.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, Hei Wuchang couldn't stand it anymore, he floated behind Zhu Yao and whispered, "It's almost, there's only the last breath left-"

"Stop!" Zhu Yao shouted.

The workers stopped one after another, Mei Yongli stood up with messy hair, the incense stand in his hand was smashed in half, he spat at Chen Jinshan, and kicked his head again.

"Damn, this guy is really beaten-" Mei Yongli snorted, then walked up to Zhu Yao and asked, "How to deal with it?" Let's find a place to bury it—"

Zhu Yao was taken aback, he glanced at Hei Wuchang, who looked at Mei Yongli with strange eyes.

Mei Yongli followed Zhu Yao's gaze, but he didn't look at anything, and suddenly asked suspiciously: "Brother Zhu Yao, you are speaking——"

Zhu Yao didn't pay attention to Mei Yongli, but faced the black impermanence and took out a ball from his trouser pocket.

Smack-Zhu Yao smashed the ball, turned it into a pale golden ghost, and drifted towards the black impermanence.

Hei Wuchang took a deep breath, with joy on his face, and said, "Baijia incense, it's very generous." If there is such a thing in the future, remember to invite me again-"

As he spoke, Yin Shuai suddenly looked in another direction, where Wang Kang and the vicious ghost king were fighting.

"Forget it, they're all ghost kings, it's better to die a few more, don't bother to care-" Hei Wuchang shook his head, and then flicked his robe and disappeared in place.

Only then did Zhu Yao turn around, look at Chen Jinshan, who had already turned into a pig's head, and said in a low voice: "You take the workers back, just leave it to me here." Remember, tonight's events can't be spread out—"

Mei Yongli nodded and said to the workers: "After I go back, everyone will report the number of sticks knocked up, and the end of the year will be settled together with the bonus." Whoever spreads it out won't get a penny. ”

Then, Mei Yongli walked away with a group of people.

Zhu Yao slowly walked in front of Chen Jinshan and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Do you think I'm going to fight you hard?" Zhu Yao's face was full of unscrupulous ridicule, and he said coldly: "From the moment you betrayed your master, you should have the consciousness of ending up like this. Don't worry, I'm not going to let you die like that. I'm going to arrest you all one by one, and then I'm going to correct you in front of the master's grave and clean up the door. ”

Chen Jinshan didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, almost every good flesh and every bone on his body was shattered into countless pieces, and it really turned into a puddle of mud.

He never thought that he was not even afraid of fierce ghosts, but he was stared at by a black impermanence, and was beaten into a dead pig by a group of ordinary people.

Zhu Yao stripped Chen Jinshan of all the clothes on his body, and found eighteen stewed pots the size of fingernails from the inner layer of the clothes.

"The treasure of the stewed mountain, the eighteen pots of ghost stew-" Zhu Yao injected the yin power into it, but was rebounded by a powerful force. It was the yin power imprint left by Chen Jinshan, and outsiders couldn't use these stewed pots at all.

Zhu Yao sneered, and he took out a square earthen stove from his trouser pocket, which was extremely small, only the size of a fist. Then, Zhu Yao put the eighteen stewed pots into the stove one by one.

"When I learn the Hellfire, I will burn your brand—" Zhu Yao put away the stove, and then threw a seed, giving birth to a thorny ghost vine, wrapping Chen Jinshan's dead forehead, and every spike pierced deeply into his body.

In the end, Zhu Yao took out a lunch box and sealed Chen Jinshan inside.

"Wang Kang-" Zhu Yao was excited towards the place where the ghost king was fighting, and he was extremely cautious along the way, lest he accidentally take a big step and be affected.

"The fearless ghost king, but there are black bone wings on his body, what the hell is that-" Zhu Yao was very puzzled in his heart, in the Hundred Ghost Records, only those animal ghosts could have bone wings.

"This Wang Kang's secret is really a bit much-" Zhu Yao slowly approached, watching the battle from a distance, until Wang Kang trampled the vicious ghost king under his feet, and the bone wings behind him pierced into the ghost body of the vicious ghost king, and he appeared.

Wang Kang didn't hesitate at all, his hands turned into huge ghost claws, and he grabbed the vicious ghost king tightly, lifting it up and placing it in front of him.

The vicious ghost king was afraid, and it kept begging for mercy: "Dauntless, don't swallow me, I will promise you whatever you want—"

Wang Kang was indifferent and said coldly: "Promise me everything?" Okay, give me back the corpses of those warriors—"

The Vicious Ghost King was speechless.

"Don't you say anything? Hahaha-" Wang Kang laughed and roared wantonly: "If they fall and return to their roots, I will also let go of my obsession and fall into reincarnation." But you stole a few corpses, and asked the Yin people to train them into ghost corpses. From that day on, I swore that I would swallow your ghost body and make you disappear, and you would never be able to live again—"

"Don't, don't—" The Vicious Ghost King roared.

Wang Kang was indifferent, he grew up with a ghost mouth, and swallowed the vicious ghost king in one hand.