on the bus.

Pan Yichang wrapped himself tightly in a windbreaker, sniffed the remaining breath molecules in the air with his fingertips, and relied on this trace to find Cong Weiming's location.

He plans to meet this scumbag in person, and it is best to force him to ask what tricks he has, so that Cong Weiming will never dare to provoke Ah Pan Rice Noodle Shop again.

Blue Chevrolet, Cong Wei Ming drove gracefully.

He contacted the nemesis of the Apan rice noodle shop again, Boss Li of Chunjiao Cross Bridge Mixian. Originally, he planned to add some money to buy the video material and let Pan Yichang obediently obey, but who knows, Boss Li, who denied it at the beginning, suddenly decided to give the video to Cong Weiming for free.

Boss Li told him, "I kept this copy." Imagine that you have never seen me, and I do not know you. Don't come to me again, I beg you...... I won't open this rice noodle shop next month, you old man hold your hand high! ”

It's a strange statement.

But Cong Weiming didn't care, he just had to get this video. Before he even had time to look, he rushed to Chunshan West Road in Guofu Town.

He didn't know that there was someone behind him quietly following.

Building 23, Chunshan West Road, Guofu Town, is located in an old-fashioned community that was built in the nineties of the last century. Due to the inaction of the local streets, the street lights have fallen into disrepair, and few are still functional.

Cong Weiming remembered that it was Gate 2 on the 6th floor.

He raised his hand to knock on the door, and through the door, he heard a fierce quarrel inside.

"You only have that dead bitch in your eyes, don't you have your mother?"

"Mom, how do you talk, that's my daughter-in-law!"

"Good, good. I'll ask you one last time if the money will be given to me. ”

"That money is the money for me and Xiaoyue to have a child, and it must not be touched. She is not in good health and is about to give birth, so she must buy her something to replenish her body. Here you go? Day 2...... No, you're going to have to lose all tonight! ”

"You are just fascinated by that little goblin, you forgot who it was in the first place, you worked hard to pull you up, mom just made such a small request, you treat your mother as an enemy, ouch hey, I really raised a little white-eyed wolf...... Not alive, not alive! ”

Knock knock.

Cong Weiming was not interested in listening to this good show. He knocked on the door.

As soon as Mrs. Zhang opened the door, she scolded angrily: "Which bastard who doesn't have a **?" ”

"Introduction, contemptible surname Cong." Cong Weiming said with a smile: "I heard that the old man has recently made a good deal, and you can get at least two or three hundred thousand after the matter is completed." I think it's too easy to make money, it's too stressful. I'm here to help you take this pressure off your shoulders. ”

Old lady Zhang opened her mouth and scolded: "Get out, get out of here!" ”

As he spoke, he was about to close the door.

Cong Weiming stuck the security door with one foot and threatened: "If you don't let me in, tomorrow's newspaper headline will be the story of an unscrupulous lawyer and an old lady blackmailing students." I know all your shady little tricks, get acquainted, let's talk slowly. ”

Mrs. Zhang didn't believe it, but she could hear the recording played by Cong Weiming, and the voice of lawyer Wan in it made her have to believe it. She gritted her teeth in anger, eager to cut out Cong Weiming's tongue and gouge out her eyes, but she still had to pretend to be patient and let Cong Weiming enter the house.

Her son didn't know the situation, and made Cong Weiming a cup of tea.

In the kitchen.

Mrs. Zhang's face was hideous, her right hand was holding the kitchen knife, and her green tendons were violent: "Brutes, they are all a group of little beasts, all staring at my money, my money!" I can't let them take it, it's all mine, every penny is mine. It was blood, it was sweat, it was my life...... What they want is my life, a beast who seeks money and kills life! ”

The "karma" in the center of her eyebrows was so thick that it almost dripped water.

Suspicion, hatred, greed, violence...... These strong negative emotions generate more karma, and over time, a tipping point has been reached at this point in which it has exploded.

Karma suddenly exploded in the center of the eyebrows, invading every cell in the body.

Old lady Zhang made a sticky uh-uh sound in her throat, her eyeballs slowly sunken in, and her eyelids began to grow sharp teeth, turning into two aggressive mouths. The flesh of the palm gradually adhered to the handle of the kitchen knife, blending with the wood. The fingers began to twist and deform, wrapping around them in strange shapes.

In a matter of seconds, she turned into a terrifying monster with three mouths and a sharp kitchen knife in her right hand!

This is exactly what karma is!

The monster's three mouths let out a hoarse roar at the same time: "Brute, damn brute, I'm going to kill you......"

At the same time, the living room.

Cong Weiming and his eldest son didn't know, and they were still communicating briefly.

Cong Weiming asked, "Do you know what happened to your mother recently?" ”

"If you're banging someone for a student, I'm sorry, I can't take care of it. She is she and I am me. The eldest son said coldly, "I'll go to the kitchen and get some fruit." ”

"A useless delaying tactic." Cong Weiming laughed quietly, he crossed Erlang's legs, and took advantage of this boring kung fu to watch the video that Boss Li gave him for free.

The video is only a dozen seconds.

In the first picture, it seems that the photographer is peeking through the vent of the back kitchen of the Apan rice noodle shop. In the next second, a monster with six hands appeared in the frame, concentrating on cooking rice noodles.

Cong Weiming's heart trembled violently at the same time as the camera frame.

The face of the monster, which he was familiar with...... It's the plate that was just blackmailed during the day!

"Two people teamed up to scare me on purpose?" Cong Weiming wiped his cold sweat, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was. "It's like Hollywood, who are you bluffing!"

Ahh——!hhh

Suddenly, there was a terrible scream from the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, the old lady Zhang, who had turned into a karmic demon, rushed out, she had no eyes, but she could sense Cong Weiming's location. She roared, "Little brute, I'm going to cut off your head!" ”

Cong Weiming was almost stupefied.

But he didn't forget that he was a journalist, and what reporters were best at was not writing press releases or stalking and secretly taking pictures. The most powerful characteristic of journalists is that they can run fast, and reporters who have studied in the West can run faster, but the fastest ones have to be Xiangjiang reporters.

The Bongjing reporter is not bad either!

Cong Wei Mingwei screamed and rushed out of the living room, opened the lock of the anti-theft door like a cloud, and then ran out. Mrs. Zhang hated Cong Weiming very much, brandishing a kitchen knife with her right hand in the back with the intention of slashing.

Pan Yichang was squatting at the door of the corridor, waiting for Cong Weiming.

He held the sweet potato and nibbled happily.

The taste of red heart sweet potato is very authentic, the more you eat, the more fragrant it is, and suddenly I hear a voice behind me!

He first saw the fast Cong reporter, and before he planned to make a move, he suddenly saw Mrs. Zhang, a kitchen knife maniac, wrestling while running, crawling while falling, and the posture was an extremely standard porcelain collision fall, a full score in the textbook!

Pan Yichang was taken aback: "The slander surnamed Cong has slandered the ancestors!?" ”

He recognized that this porcelain monster was a karmic demon! Pan Yichang was not afraid, but almost screamed excitedly.

The Chef Association has explicitly ordered a reward for karma, and if you kill one, you can change a suite!

Kill two, choose any of the two rings!

Kill three......

Ouch my dripping mother!

Pan Yichang couldn't think about it, aiming at the porcelain monster, he drew the wire into a bow with both hands, and put the knife into an arrow with both hands, and then shot out with a bang, seeing that it was about to hit, and his son's school district room was in hand.

Sonorous.

His knife was blocked.

Pan Yichang was furious, looked over, and suddenly saw a rickety old man, holding his kitchen knife in his right hand. This is exactly the old man who sold sweet potatoes on a cart at the intersection 10 minutes ago!

I saw this old man slowly take out the badge from his arms - the tanuki!

The meaning of the words is "Lao Tzu is a professional, if you have a low level, don't rob Lao Tzu"! It's equivalent to a bright signboard!

The old man of sweet potatoes took out the tongs, raised his hand high, and followed the porcelain monster that the reporter pounced on, just to hit the physical crit. It can be lifted to the highest place, and it is a sonorous sound!

The tongs flew.

Pan Yi looked at it for a long time, and said in shock: "Master Tai of the Steaming Kung Fu Restaurant!" Known as the first person under Fengjing Meilu, he just won the grand prize of a provincial competition two months ago......"

Master Tai held a stainless steel spatula in each hand, and said with a smile on his chin: "Old man, sell sweet potatoes and sell sweet potatoes, don't mix them blindly." ”

The old man of sweet potatoes said angrily: "I sold roasted sweet potatoes to delay your fart?" ”

"Of course not. But you are a little old-fashioned, be careful that the bones that are beaten fall apart, and the bone broth is too broken! Master Tai's eyes flashed: "I killed a porcelain demon before, it is said to be the porcelain king of Quanyuan District, and then my psychology was distorted and perverted, and I became a karmic demon, but that little bit of karma is not my opponent of the crab knife!" ”

Pan Yichang was even more shocked.

The porcelain king in Quanyuan Park is the porcelain emperor who has made headlines! For more than 10 years, never missed! The sudden disappearance turned out to be a karmic demon......

The sweet potato old man was a little cowardly.

Seeing this, Master Tai smiled confidently: "Just let me cook this...... Yes! ”

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly slapped by the impatient Mrs. Zhang more than ten meters away, and crashed into the garbage heap unconscious like a crow on a plane.

Before fainting, Master Tai muttered in disbelief: "Than, more powerful than touching the porcelain king, is it ......?"

The emperor in the porcelain——

315 party host?!

Of course, Mrs. Zhang is not the host, she is just an elder with rich experience in porcelain touching. She smiled cruelly and walked towards Pan Yichang step by step.

Mrs. Zhang remembered that this was the first guy to attack her!

Pan Yichang threw out the spider silk, and before it could stick to Mrs. Zhang, it was easily divided into several sections by her kitchen knife. He was forced into a corner, and before fighting to the death, he suddenly thought of the last trick that had been given to him by a master to fight poison with poison.

This is the strongest psychological tactic, and once used, there is no turning back.

Pan Yi shouted: "I'll stop when I'm done with this ticket!" I'll marry you when I get back, phew, divorce! When I go to the bathroom, I'll come back and pay! ”

He has nothing to fear!

The old man of the sweet potato, who didn't have time to escape, was stabbed by the porcelain monster.

Touch the porcelain monster and rush over!

Pan Yichang tried to block, but his arm was cut and the flesh was turned out, the bones were clearly visible, the chef's knife was knocked out, and the spider venom was useless against the porcelain monster.

The porcelain monster laughed wildly, and was about to kill Pan Yi: "Who can stop me?" The law can't stop me anymore! ”

Pan Yichang stretched out his hands in despair, trying to intercept the sharp demonized kitchen knife hand. He knew that his flesh and blood would not be able to block this fatal blow.

At the last moment, I suddenly heard in my ears.

A strange, familiar voice came from an unknown distance overhead. Sounds like ......

Dive bombing?