Fang Zhibin took advantage of Yuan Fan's failure to react and pressed Yuan Fan to the ground. Although Yuan Fan has practiced martial arts for half a year, how can he compare to the profession from the police academy?www.biquge.info

"What are you doing? The police can't bully people! Yuan Fan shouted.

"What am I doing? Dangerous people like you, I will never let you hurt others! Fang Zhibin said angrily.

Yuan Fan was speechless for a while, could it be that he was the only normal person in this room?

"Nightmare Ghost! Don't laugh anymore! Yuan Fan was also angry, "Didn't you say you could handle it?" How did he wake up so quickly? And just like that, you still boast that you are an expert? ”

The Nightmare Ghost also knows that he is at a loss, and he can't gloat anymore, so help!

His two eyes were paired in the middle, Fang Zhibin suddenly felt dizzy, at this time, Tang Yun knocked on the joint of Fang Zhibin's arm, Fang Zhibin's arm was numb again, and before he could react, the whole person had been pulled back by Tang Yun three or four steps.

Fang Zhibin was in a circle for a while, he didn't know what was wrong with him at all, how could he not use his arm strength, and he took a few steps back? He looked back behind him, no one? How do you feel like someone is dragging you back?

At this time, the young man with glasses in the pile of cardboard boxes stood up again, his glasses no longer knew where they had fallen, and there was still a trace of blood on his forehead.

But he didn't seem to be aware of these, he just shook his head and pounced on Zeng Pengyu again.

"I can't stand it anymore! Let me go! Let me go! "It's my turn, it's my turn!" ”

The young man with glasses suddenly knelt down in front of Zeng Pengyu, hugged his legs, and kept begging.

Fang Zhibin frowned, and said incredulously: "Huh? Are you awake? What is he saying? I'm a police officer, please explain! ”

Of course, this "you" refers to Zeng Pengyu, but Zeng Pengyu didn't pay attention to him at all, he didn't lower his head, just turned his eyes down, looked at the young man with glasses and said: "Of course, of course it's your turn, but with them, this room can't be opened yet." Be patient, we'll have to wait until the signal of Yu Guang's success comes back. ”

Yu Guang? Yuan Fan frowned, this is a name that he has never heard of at all.

The young man in glasses listened, lowered his head and kept pounding the ground, repeating "I can't stand it" and "It's my turn" in his mouth.

Fang Zhibin finally realized that something was wrong, he slowly took out his electric baton, which was the only weapon he had on his body, and said to Zeng Pengyu: "What are you doing?" Cult? ”

Yuan Fan clapped his hands and said, "Oops! Comrade policeman, you have finally distinguished between friend and foe! ”

"Don't be arrogant! You're the most suspicious in this room! Fang Zhibin pointed at Yuan Fan with an electric baton again, "If you say one more word, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" ”

"Hahaha!" Zeng Pengyu laughed, "Police? Don't you think what you say and what you ask is childish? The police? What are you used for? ”

"What do you mean?"

"For a little ordinary person like me, you are sideways? Where were you police officers when my house was burglarized? When my dad was deceived and ruined, where were you policemen? Zeng Pengyu closed his eyes and took a breath.

Suddenly, he showed a strange smile and said, "Yu Guang said that after my evil qi splits once, my soul will enter a period of weakness, so let me recuperate, but now it seems that I am fine, which is really good!" ”

"Evil?" Yuan Fan and the Nightmare Ghost said in unison.

They finally knew why the ghost couldn't teleport to this house, and why the nightmare ghost couldn't see Zeng Pengyu's mind.

The cards of the gods, the temples of the Buddhas, the tombs of evil spirits, and the fierce paths. These places are hard for ghosts to come close to! It seems that this house is definitely related to ferocity.

Zeng Pengyu had an intoxicated smile on his face, he looked down at the young man with glasses and said, "Feng Li, I know you can't bear it, don't worry, it's almost you." Before I do that, let me show you what you'll need to do! ”

Fang Zhibin's electric baton pointed at Zeng Pengyu again, and said loudly: "What are you going to do?" I warn you not to act rashly! ”

Zeng Pengyu only turned a deaf ear to his words, only to see him stretch out his hand, Yuan Fan clearly saw that in his hand, there was a sudden gray mist slowly gathering.

"I warn you, don't come any closer! Otherwise...... Yes! ”

Before Fang Zhibin finished speaking, Zeng Pengyu threw the gray mist in his hand at him, and he instinctively blocked it with an electric baton, but this is a "bad gas", how can the electric baton be blocked?

So the unlucky Fang Zhibin was directly wrapped in gray gas, and fell backwards with a scream.

"What should I do?" Yuan Fan asked the Nightmare Ghost, after all, he didn't know anything about evil qi.

"Hard! Evil spirits and ghosts are both forms of energy, and they are beaten with spells! ”

Yuan Fan took out a few Zhenyue talismans, looked at the nightmare ghost and said, "You can!" Have you learned all the Chinese and Beijing accents? ”

A few spells were thrown on Zeng Pengyu's body, and suddenly, the evil qi in Zeng Pengyu's body became slow. There is no way, the function of the Zhenyue Fu is to make the ghost move slowly as if he is carrying a mountain, and of course his evil qi will become sluggish.

The blood wheel in Zeng Pengyu's eyes flashed, and he looked at Yuan Fan and shouted: "Yuan Fan, you are not an ordinary person, no wonder you have an innate sense of confidence and superiority!" ”

Yuan Fan shook his head and said, "I've always had self-confidence, but why don't I feel like I have a sense of superiority." ”

"Are you a legendary Taoist priest?" Zeng Pengyu asked.

"No, I'm an exorcist, but that being said, I'm actually doing similar things to a Taoist priest." Yuan Fan told the truth, at this time, there was nothing to hide.

"I see, no wonder. But I'm about the same as you are now, we all have the power that ordinary people don't have! Don't try to press me again, don't want to look down on me anymore! Zeng Pengyu shouted loudly.

"Again, we, including Jing Shilun, have never looked down on you." Yuan Fan's eyes were sharp and his tone was deep.

"You are an exorcist, does Jing Shilun know?"

"Yes." Yuan Fan nodded.

"Him! Know! I don't know! Zeng Pengyu shouted loudly.

"What are you crazy about! He happened to know, and Qin Guohai didn't know either! ”

But Zeng Pengyu could still listen to it, he said hysterically: "From today on, no one can look down on me, the person who brings me pain, I ...... I want revenge! Come on! Yuan Fan! Let me see how good I am! ”

Yuan Fan crooked his mouth and said, "I think it's better to forget it...... The gap between you and me is too big. ”

"You! Again! Look at! No! Rise! I! ”

Zeng Pengyu was completely furious, he pounced on him suddenly, the blood wheel in his eyes seemed to begin to glow, and the gray mist in his hand suddenly surged.

And Yuan Fan pinched a talisman with two fingers, put it in front of him, and put the other hand behind his back, looking like a master.

Fang Zhibin had just recovered from the terrifying feeling of the evil qi, and when he saw this scene in front of him, he immediately exclaimed: "What is this!" Am I not crazy? ”