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Seeing the situation clearly, the rebelliousness on Yang Busi's face was replaced by embarrassment, and the awesome rhetoric he had prepared earlier drowned in his stomach.

Pretending to be a forced face and pretending to be a grandson's hypocrisy: "I am the reality descendant of Qingfeng Mingyue Dao, and Yang Busi is long." Passing through this place today, I have no intention of making things difficult for you. As the saying goes, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and passers-by are invited to make it convenient. Yang Busi said to the group of ghosts in front of him.

Wronged ghosts are not terrible, there are too many terrible things.

With so many ghosts gathered together, Yang Busi could only keep comforting himself in his heart, not afraid.

Ghosts, men, women and children, sick and disabled. Wearing a suit and tie, flat shoes, white undershirts, everything, and those who organized a group to catch the market came back.

Bustling and crowded together, even armed with machetes.

Horizontal eyebrows are angry, and the arrogance is very arrogant.

In the illusion, Yang Busi is very good, Niu Zhi can transform directly, and Niu Zhi successfully runs away under the nose of the black (sai) resentful ghost.

In reality, Yang Busi is still very good, he is confident that he can kill all the unjust ghosts in seconds, such as a shoulder ghost with a knock.

But with such a large group of unjust ghosts, Yang Busi's fragile little heart is being trampled by a million Cao Nima, mercilessly humiliated.

The thought of running away burst out instantly, and after thinking about it, he was here to attend the fairy family gathering to find Huang Kuaikuai, but he didn't see the fart, and he ran away.

Is it obscure and difficult for everyone to understand? Why not say a word? ”

None of the other party answered, and he always stared at himself in a ghostly manner, and Yang Busi was embarrassed, so he had to pretend to speak again.

"Rata Rattle, come to us, Gatagaha. Pretend to be a grandson, a mouthful of a big fork in the Northeast, Sabillo speaks human words, or Lao Tzu will kill you. ”

There was a reaction in the ghost group, and a tattooed man with a big waist and a round waist pinched his waist and looked unhappy.

"I ......"

"Don't Bi Chi is useless, I know what day it is today, count your kid's life big, Lao Tzu won't kill today, hurry up."

Yang Busi swore that if the grandson on the opposite side was not crowded in the depths of the ghost group, there would not be more than a hundred ghost things to support the grandson. He will inevitably smash his head and legs and discount it, saying that he has to die again.

At this time, the construction ghost who had been thrown far away by Yang Busi staggered back, and it was actually a girl, too sister.

After Yang Busi, the shoulder ghost stared at Yang Busi viciously for a while.

Drifting into the group of ghosts, floating in front of the tattooed ghosts, the ghost on his shoulder complained: "Brother, he beat me." ”

Yang Busi's face was black, and he said in his heart that you were on Lao Tzu's shoulders and wanted Lao Tzu's life. Lao Tzu just reacted normally, you didn't slap you to give you face, this is too bullying.

The tattooed ghost glanced down at Taimei, rolled up his arms and sleeves and floated to the front of the ghost group.

"Boy, don't say that Big Brother doesn't take care of you. Today, Lao Tzu is a vegetarian and does not kill people. But you beat my sister, in this way, you can go now, go back and prepare a million hundreds of thousands, even if this thing is pulled down, the eldest brother only needs ingots. ”

One million yuan treasure, ingots are worthless, hire a truck to pull the freight of ingots, Yang Busi really can't afford it.

"Big brother, misunderstanding, I'm here to attend the fairy family's gathering, my own people."

"Who is tm with your own people, what a bullshit fairy family party, you kid don't pretend to be garlic with me, if you can't say a word, if it doesn't work, hum, I'll find someone to greet your whole family."

The classic intimidation lines, Yang Busi didn't know how to answer, and at this time, there was a cold and windy wind behind him.

Turning his head suddenly, two million Cao Nyima were insulted and trampled again.

Another group of ghosts, another group of lonely ghosts on a par with the tattooed ghosts.

"Yo, how did you come out?"

In the second wave of ghosts, the little man in the lead looked cute, but he spoke with a bit of ridicule and banter.

Sandwiched between two groups of ghosts, judging the situation, the two sides don't look like a gang.

The tattoo ghost has already been offended, and the little one must grasp it.

Thinking in his heart, without waiting for the tattoo ghost to react to the little one's abuse, Yang Busi smiled kindly: "Hello Immortal Chief, I am Yang Busi, the current heir of Qingfeng Mingyue Dao, I came here to participate in the Immortal Family Gathering, and I accidentally had some small conflicts with the tattooed eldest brother before, and I hope that Immortal Chang will talk and make peace." ”

"Immortal family gathering, what immortal family gathering. Today we have a triennial talker election, what kind of fairy family gathering are you talking about, didn't you say that we talked about the election, right? ”

The words of the person who talked about the election, and his mind turned sharply, which sounded a little familiar.

The smile froze, and Yang Busi remembered the origin of the word.

Hong Kong gangster movie, I accidentally participated in the fierce ghost underworld.

No wonder these guys are fierce and vicious, and they are also engaged in machetes, it seems that the security below is not good, and they have no place to call the police if they want to.

But then again, if it comes, it will be safe, and the living can be bastards, so why should the dead be required to behave.

Shake your head and look around, yes or no?

Yang Busi nodded leisurely at the little man who asked.

"Yo, I heard our eldest brother say that he wanted to find a clerk in the yang world, so it turned out to be your kid."

Yes or no?

Yang Busi nodded leisurely at the little man who spoke.

"What's your name, I'll call my eldest brother to verify, don't lie to me, you kid."

What's it called, how do I know what your person is called?

Bite the bullet: "Yang Busi." ”

The little one took out his mobile phone under Yang Busi's stunned gaze, and it was actually a limited edition of TM, and these guys were richer than themselves.

After a minute, the little one put down the phone.

stared at Yang Busi silently for a few seconds, and then said quietly: "Boy, do you know who the eldest brother hates the most in his life, the person who lies the most. You see that you are also a talent, what is it bad to do, running this place in the middle of the night to fool the ghost, you are looking for a smoke! ”

As he spoke, the little one took a big handle more than one meter long from the hand of the ghost brother next to him, and knocked his palm and floated up towards Yang Busi.

If you want money or death, if you have money, Yang doesn't choose the latter, he will hide from the tattooed ghost in a smoke.

It's a pity that the shipping cost of one million ingots is a huge amount of money, and Yang Busi really doesn't have it.

"Don't get excited, 375 is my third aunt, my third aunt."

At critical moments, only people who have really crawled in society can have this kind of awareness.

The little one was stunned when he heard this, and his movements slowed down: "What, 375." You kid is scared silly, what is 375? ”

375 is very powerful in the Xiyang ghost world, but Yang Busi ignored a big problem, this is TMD Jingxi.

“3......”

"3 Your uncle!"

The temper of the social people is not very good, and before the words fell, the little one shouted violently, and with the yin wind, he pressed down on Yang Busi head-on.

It is the yang energy that the ghost beats and smashes, and Yang Busi is a cultivator, and the depth of cultivation is all based on a breath of pure yang qi.

If he is really hit this time, it is the position of the heavenly spirit, and he will have to cultivate for a year and a half to make up for it.

"If the little tree is not repaired, it will not slip straight, and if people do not repair it, it is better to die in the resistance than to live in it, go to whoever your uncle loves."

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the righteousness of the universe is broken!"

The red light flashed, and the little one was kicked away by Yang Busi.

A place of dust, a small one, is lucky to become the second shoulder ghost.

Wronged ghosts, any Yang Busi can easily be killed in seconds.

But this is not a reason for arrogance, pretending to be forced has a price.

The leader was beaten, and the ghosts were instantly irritable.

Yang Busi regretted it in his heart, seeing a hundred or dozens of ghosts approaching step by step, he could only retreat step by step.

The machete is a handle, the fierce god is evil, this is to eat people.

Run?

There is no way to run, and a gang of tattooed ghosts are blocking the way to watch the excitement.