Chapter 497: Hell
When Sven Nan provoked just now, he kept paying attention to the front of him, but he didn't expect Brother Mu's movements to be so fast, just a flower in front of him, Brother Mu came to him, and seeing Brother Mu's hand raised high again, Sven Nan immediately shouted heartbreakingly.
"Help-Hit someone again--" As he spoke, he glanced secretly to the side of the table, where a mobile phone was erected, and the camera function was running, taking a picture of what was about to happen.........
But what is about to happen --
It's very natural.
It's amazing again--
Naturally, Sven Nan was a little confused -- it seems that the "evidence" is invalid --
It was so wonderful that Gong Yan was a little stunned -- he, he actually .........
Brother Mu didn't slap again, but gently wiped Sven Nan's forehead, and said with a smile: "It's not hot, so why is it burning nonsense--"
"You--" Sven Nan was stunned, he didn't understand why Brother Mu suddenly made such a sentence for no reason, and was about to ask again, but he felt something flowing from his eyebrows, and before he could wipe it, a few drops of liquid slipped into his eye sockets, which was cool and cool, but it was very refreshing.
"W-What?!" Sven Nan frowned and said, "What are you going to do?"
Brother Mu smiled faintly and said, "Create a family moment for you--Didn't you just say that others can't take care of your family affairs, then I'll call you a few more family members to reunite your relatives, and others can't take care of it--"
"What nonsense are you talking about? What loved ones? Sven Nan was puzzled and stared at Brother Mu.
"Look, your father and son are all here, shouldn't your mother be left behind?" Brother Mu glanced away and smiled lightly.
"My mother? You, what nonsense, she died more than 20 years ago--" Sven Nan said angrily.
"Tut-tut--" Brother Mu shook his head for a while and sighed: "Could it be that I admit my mistake?" But I found that you really look alike--"
"Who? Like what? What the hell are you trying to say?! Sven Nan frowned and glared at Brother Mu.
"Look at it, the eyebrows are very similar -- the face shape is also similar -- the nose is the same -- by the way, and the black mole at the corner of your mouth is exactly the same -- " Brother Mu scratched his head and said, "How could it be wrong?!" ā
"Huh?! --" Sven Nan exclaimed, and then looked at Brother Mu's eyes and began to become panicked, and stammered: "You, what did you say?" Who the hell are you?! ā
"Am I right?!" Brother Mu smiled, "I'll just say, it's not wrong, hehe--" He involuntarily glanced behind Sven Nan.
Sven Nan looked at Brother Mu in horror, and dared to scold: "You, you little **, less, less pretending to be a ghost with me, tell me quickly, in the end, who sent you here, is it for the inheritance?!" ā
Brother Mu was still laughing, and answered the question: "Does your old lady particularly hate the taste of coffee?"
"Huh?! -- How do you know?! Sven Nan was even more shocked, and his face turned pale.
"You see that she is hiding so far away, she doesn't dare to come over, it must be like this!" Brother Mu's eyes looked behind Sven Nan, "I don't believe it--I don't believe it, you can see for yourself--"
Gong Yan was full of curiosity, she didn't understand why Brother Mu knew so much about people she didn't know, and when she saw Brother Mu's eyes, she also looked back, there was only a stool lying there, and there was nothing left.
But Sven Nan twisted his head, and when he saw behind him clearly, he let out a scream.
"Ahh -- Ghost, ghost -- " Sven Man was so frightened that he rolled to the ground and peeked south with his head in his hands.
I saw a lonely stool not far from me, and there was a faint figure sitting on it at this time, with a very clear outline, looking at this side and smiling.
"Ghosts -- there are ghosts! Help, help--" Sven Nan's wild shouts once again gathered the eyes of the people around him, and people looked at Sven Nan who was so frightened that he shrank into a ball in amazement, most of them looked at each other, and some people muttered in a low voice: "Crazy crazy -- abusing his own father, he deserves retribution."
"IāI'm not crazy -- there are ghosts, there are really ghosts!" Sven's ears are quite good, and he retorted, and at a glance, the phantom was still staring at his eerie smile, and his back was cold, and he almost fainted.
"Oh, you're afraid--" Brother Mu squatted down and leaned in front of Sven Nan, "Do you need me to call the police for you?" ā
"Report to the police, call the police, call the police, call the police" Sven Nan shouted in panic, remembering that the person in front of him had just had a holiday, and quickly changed his tone, "Big, big brother---just now, I was wrong, I, I beg you, help me call the police---"
"This -- this is not easy to do-- Brother Mu looked "embarrassed", touched his chin, turned to Gong Yan and asked: "May I ask this beautiful female police officer, is there such a thing as 'catching ghosts' in your jurisdiction?"
"We only catch the bad guys, and there is no such thing in the workbook--" Gong Yan knew what Brother Mu meant.
"That--then it's troublesome--" Brother Mu was a little "helpless" and said to Sven Nan: "Brother, it's really hard for you to handle this, the police can't handle it, or you can admit it, your son and daughter-in-law are hot on the kang, and your father and mother are all over the house--the family is all together, warm and happy, happy, how good--"
Sven Nan's face was white, panicked, and he shook his head violently, and listened to Brother Mu analyzing the pros and cons for him.
"There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure -- there is a ghost in the family, and there is no complaint or regret -- I said brother, you should be happy -- think about it, you can stay bored at night, and you can still watch the ghosts float around to relieve your boredom -- "
Sven Man shuddered.
"Get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and there are ghosts by your side--"
Sven Nan's face turned paler.
"The most important thing is that when you clean up your own father again, the ghost may be able to come over and give you some tricks -- what kind of singing in the middle of the night, what kind of combing of the hair, what kind of hooking spirit......... In short, there are a lot of tricks, and they are always changing -- if you think about it, how interesting it is, but it's much better than what kind of broken game you play."
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