"Is there a mistake in hitting a ghost with a car?" The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was worried, smiled slightly, and stood by and watched with satisfaction.

In the face of the speeding police car, the three evil ghosts and monsters in the way laughed loudly, and the figures fluttered in the electric light, and they all shot at the same time.

The stubby, short and infinitely powerful expansive ghost moved, as light as a gust of wind, and it was really real that it was about to be hit by the police, but it flashed and suddenly got under the police car.

In the blink of an eye, the swelling ghost lifted the police car with two hands like bird claws, and with a flick of his fingers, the police spun in the air, like a child spinning a toy car made of paper or foam, whirring and shocking.

Director Fan Tianming, the driver and other police officers in the car, who had always taken advantage of their calmness, couldn't help but exclaim in the face of this unbelievable mutation.

At the same time, the tongue of the tongue puller suddenly grew, like a steel whip, and whipped towards the glass window of the police car.

Obviously, the tongue puller wants to break the window of the car so that the two iron-billed ghost crows flying up from the crow's shoulders and head will peck at the eyes and hearts and liver of the people in the car.

The situation was extremely critical, and the poor ghost was stunned.

The police chief, the driver, the captain and instructor of the criminal police team in the car wanted to draw their guns, but they couldn't help themselves, they all turned around in a daze, their stomachs turned upside down, and in a blink of an eye, they were spun so that they had no power to fight back.

Meng Haodong, a gut-pumping ghost who was already ready to go, was not an idle person, with a clear goal, and would never miss the opportunity, he had flashed to the side of the road, saw the gap and suddenly attacked, and the intestines in his stomach were shaped like iron chains, and shot out angrily.

The big fat man swelled the ghost only cared about attacking, and he was less guarded, and was stopped by the ghost intestines of the gut-pumping ghost, and he shook it violently, and then relaxed, and his body flew out.

Caught off guard, the swelling ghost Kang Xiumei flew out more than five zhang away in an instant, hitting the steel and concrete pole, it seemed to be like colliding with the cotton ball, silent, but in fact, it was already a huge shock, let out a strange scream, turned into a ball of green fire, rotated at great speed, drew a few strange circles, and floated away without a trace in a blink of an eye.

At the same time as the swelling ghost was dragged away, the police car, which was more than three feet above the ground, fell back onto the road.

Fortunately, the famous car performed well, the tires were solid, and after a few bumps and bounces after hitting the ground, it stabilized down, and there was no puncture or damage.

The police officers in the car were subverted and swayed, but they did not hurt their muscles and bones, and they were still safe and sound.

The moment the police car fell, the long tongue of the tongue-pulling ghost missed, and instead of sweeping the police car, it swept just right on the two low-flying white ghost crows.

The ghost crow was knocked out of the air, the feather feathers flew, and in panic let out a few curse-like strange screams, flying into the night sky dozens of feet high, constantly circling, looking at the master crow from a bird's eye view, but the fierce spirit was greatly reduced, and he no longer dared to risk attacking easily.

The gut-pumping ghost's attack is superb and exquisite, and it solves several crises in one move, which is really extraordinary, and I can't help but laugh.

"Yes!" the poor ghost could not help clapping his hands and cheering.

The intestinal ghost Meng Haodong was smug and cold, and was hugged from behind by the crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang, who suddenly floated like lightning, as if he was handcuffed by iron, and he couldn't move anymore.

"Hahaha, there will be no more such gut-pumping ghost in hell!" The crow attacked successfully, and let out a string of laughter that was worse than the crow's night cry, and the eye sockets that were originally pecked by the ghost crow had grown two green fire eyes, and the mouth that was originally as big as a fist suddenly became as big as a basin, and it bit down on the head of the gut-pumping ghost with Bai Sensen's teeth.

In the midst of the lightning and fire, the gut-pumping ghost was powerless to resist, and let out a desperate sigh, and could only wait for death.

Sudden attack, unable to prevent it, has fallen into the hands of the enemy and cannot move, except for waiting for death, what else can you do?

In an instant, a burst of thoughts came to my heart, and the face of Meng Haodong, a gut-pumping ghost, had become not even like the face of a ghost, and he was full of pride, and he looked unprecedented and pitiful.

Every person, every ghost, was originally pitiful, and he couldn't see it until he was wiped out, as if everyone was amazing.

However, that is, in the midst of lightning and fire, the poor ghost saw that his boss was about to disappear, and he thought that all his wages would be in vain, and he was angry and angry, and without thinking, he resorted to the trick "evil ghost scattering sand".

The twenty-five cannons that the poor ghost had picked up from the side of the grave and had hidden for a while had thrown them into the jaws of the crow-pecked ghosts.

......Twenty-five squib guns exploded together in the impact, the flames flickered, and the air smelled of sulfur.

The crow's mouth suddenly burst out of the flames and smoke, and a huge mouth suddenly turned into a fire cave.

Oh, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind, why is it so careless?

The crow peck ghost Hai Weiyang let out a scream that resounded through the night sky, let go of his hand and left the intestine pumping ghost, and suddenly went away, escaping a fish that had slipped through the net.

High in the sky, the two ghost crows really saw the wind and rudder, and when they saw their master defeated and left, a strange cry also followed them like shadows, and they went away.

This series of events could not help but make everyone who saw it stunned, and even the tongue-pulling ghosts, gut-pumping ghosts, and poor dead ghosts were stunned for a moment.

"Hahaha......" The poor ghost Mao Changsheng suddenly laughed out loud, chattering while laughing, "Everyone bullied me, today I finally know how powerful Lao Tzu is! Hey, Lao Tzu turned out to be so powerful, not only saved the boss's brother, kept his salary, but also made so many villagers and policemen safe! Hey, I'm so fucking great, I really want to bow three times to myself and kowtow four alleys......"

The intestinal ghost was in great distress, as if in a dream, he stood for a moment, only to understand what happened in an instant, the two ghost claws immediately clenched the right hand of the poor dead ghost, and said in a loud voice: "Brother, this ghost life is given to you by you, no matter what I have in the future, I will give you half of it!"

This is said in a categorical and resolute manner.

This is not a polite word, not a rhetoric, but a real heartfelt word.

"Pack up your own intestines first, don't drag it to the ground and stick to the brimstone. This little thing is nothing. ”

He was not taken seriously in his life, but this time he was looked at differently, and the poor ghost immediately became proud, and soon seemed disapproving, as if helping others had become accustomed to nature, slowly broke out his hand, walked to the suddenly shocked, looked sad and hesitant to pull out the tongue ghost, and said softly: "Can you stay and follow us? ”

The tongue-pulling ghost was speechless.

"Follow us, mess with that crow-pecking fellow, it won't end well. The poor ghost said bitterly, "That guy knows at a glance that he is a big pervert, a sinister careerist, maybe you were accidentally swallowed by him as a snack for a while!"

These words were not false threats, but the tongue-pulling ghost was still speechless, but his face became even paler.

"Alright, follow us, I'll take you more than my life. ”

The poor ghost spoke, and without hesitation, took out all the dark coins that were carefully hidden in his long hair, and solemnly pressed them into the hands of the tongue-pulling ghost, leaving no cent.

"I'm poor and pitiful, I only have this money, can you stay and keep the money for me?"

The poor ghost seemed to be sincere, and he looked anxious for fear that the tongue-pulling ghost would leave resolutely, and wanted to grasp her hand, but did not dare to act rashly.

"I'll make money in the future, and I'll let you keep it all. As the saying goes, a man has no wife and no owner, and I don't want to scatter my hard-earned money as leaves. ”

"I don't know how to express my heart, it's just so cheesy. I think it's better to say 10,000 words of 'I love you' than to give you 10,000 yuan directly. Words will be blown away by the wind, blown away and will never come back, and money will be blown away, someone will pick it up. Think about it, when your stomach is hungry and grunting, you can't coax it to be obedient with 10,000 words of 'I love you', but buy a steamed bun with a dollar and chew it, and it will soon be obedient. ”

"I was born a poor man, I died a poor ghost, I have no capital to be romantic, I don't have money to buy you 10,000 roses, but my heart is sincere, and what I say is at least true for now - I can only confess like this!"

The tongue-puller sighed softly, and a red tear slipped down the road, shining like a ruby, and rolled slowly along the road into the distance.

"Okay, I'll stay with you as an accountant! When do you want your money, tell me, when will I give it to you! I'm tired and don't want to drift in the wind anymore......"

"No, I will never come back the money I gave you! This is the love guarantee, the heart has changed, and the money will not change. A woman, or a female ghost, only listens to the rhetoric of men or male ghosts, and one day when she is kicked, she will have nothing, and she will take her good youth ...... in vain"

The more the poor ghost Mao Changsheng spoke, the more excited he became, and he unconsciously danced with his hands - he suddenly felt that his blood was boiling, his inspiration was surging, and his eloquence was better than ever.

Because he is full of passion, every word of the poor ghost is full of charm and is particularly melodious.

The tongue-puller looked at the money in his hand, and then at the poor ghost with a bad appearance, his eyes lit up, and he smiled faintly.

"When you're free, it's time for you to take a shower, get a haircut, and buy a set of clothes that fit. ”

This is the first time that a poor ghost has heard such soft words.

What does it mean for a female ghost to ask a male ghost to take a good bath? There must be a wonderful romantic following.

Alas, what is happiness? Happiness is when you fall in love with a female ghost, and that female ghost happens to like you.

"Listen to you. The poor ghost Mao Changsheng's heart was full of joy, he trembled with excitement, and suddenly he was a little embarrassed, turned his face, blew his nose, and wiped his eyes again.

A male ghost who has not been loved by a female ghost, if he is a little soft, will make him cry.

"Papa......" The gut-pumping ghost watched silently for a moment, then quickly clapped his palms a few times, held his intestines again, and said sincerely: "Don't blame the past, let's work together! Follow me, as long as you are sincere, you will eventually have a big sweetness to eat." Hey, it's so nice to have a netherworld!"

"Yes, the Netherworld is so good!" the poor ghost and the tongue-pulling ghost shouted together, laughing at each other, and they were extremely happy.