Zhang Fan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight, and with the help of the light, he walked slowly towards the inside of the ramen restaurant.

He's going to see what kind of imp is here, pretending to be garlic here.

Probably walking to the back kitchen, Zhang Fan really heard a shrill sound from the corner, it seemed that something was indeed here.

However, what made Zhang Fan feel strange was that the temperature in the back kitchen had not changed, and there was no cold atmosphere.

Seeing this, his brows furrowed slightly.

Could it be that it's the weakest black ghost who is making trouble here?

Because the supernatural power is too weak, he doesn't even have the ability to affect the surrounding environment?

Soon, Zhang Fan came to the corner where the noise came out.

When he got closer, he saw a dark figure squatting in the corner, eating something.

The black shadow leaned back to Zhang Fan, leaving only a back for him, because the entire ramen restaurant was dark, Zhang Fan couldn't see the other party's appearance very clearly.

"Who are you? How dare you come here and pretend to be a ghost?!" Zhang Fan scolded coldly, and he found that the person in the corner did not seem to be a ghost, but a person.

A decent living person.

Maybe the black shadow had been engrossed in eating some food, so Zhang Fan's arrival did not attract his attention, and it was not until Zhang Fan opened his mouth to speak that he woke up instantly.

He stood up slowly, and then in the next second, he threw the thing in his hand towards Zhang Fan with his backhand, and at the same time, he ran away, and with the help of the darkness, he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Fan dodged those things sideways, he smelled the mellow smell of bread, and it seemed that what the other party stole was bread.

When Zhang Fan raised his head and looked forward, he saw that the other party was nowhere to be seen.

"Don't hide, I see you." Zhang Fan understood that the other party did not leave at all, but hid in a corner.

"Won't you come out? Then don't regret it."

At this moment, Zhang Fan has basically determined that it is not a ghost who is causing trouble in the ramen restaurant, but a living person.

A living person hiding here for unknown reasons.

Zhang Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense with that person, and directly took out the purple gold treasure gourd from the system backpack, released the powerful ghosts, and asked them to catch the black shadow that was hiding.

In less than three seconds, a person who was scared to pee his pants was thrown in front of Zhang Fan.

This is a scrawny, haggard-looking inch-headed man, he looks like he is in his thirties, his clothes are in tatters, and his body is even more stinky, as if he has not taken a bath in many days.

"Who are you? Why did you come here to make trouble?"

Zhang Fan stood with his hands in his hands and looked at each other coldly.

"Ahh

The man was so frightened that he screamed and begged for mercy in a frenzy.

"I'll ask you who you are, and don't tell me it's useless." Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed and said coldly.

"I originally came to this city to meet female netizens, but when I came, I met Xianren Jump, was beaten by those of them, and took my ID card away, even if I want to eat now, I don't have money."

"I beg you, don't hurt me."

The man cried a handful of snot and tears, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to Zhang Fan.

Because, in the process of hiding just now, it seems that he really met a ghost.

He was caught by a ghost, so at this time, when he was hungry and tired, he also mistakenly regarded Zhang Fan as a ghost.

"Then why don't you go and call the police?" Zhang Fan asked puzzled.

In this case, shouldn't you call the police as soon as possible?

If you call the police, the police will definitely help him.

Hearing the word "call the police", the man instantly became anxious, and he begged bitterly: "You can't call the police, I beg you, don't call the police, if you call the police, I'll be finished."

"Oh?"

Zhang Fanlai

Interested, I met the immortal jump, and I didn't call the police, this is sick, right?

"I committed something in my hometown, and I'm wanted by the police, and if you call the police, I'll be finished."

"Oh oh oh understood, no matter how bad you are, you shouldn't go to other people's shops to make trouble, let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

Zhang Fan bent over and grabbed the opponent's neck with his backhand.

"Where?"

The man shouted in horror.

"Of course I'm going to the police station, so I'm going to ask you to go to the restaurant?"

Zhang Fan sneered, and a hand knife slashed at the back of the man's neck, knocking him unconscious.

In this way, Zhang Fan dragged the other party and walked out slowly.

When he came outside, he threw the man in front of the bald man with his backhand: "You call the police now, it's not the dirty thing that is causing trouble in your shop, it's this man."

"What?"

Hearing this, the bald man's face changed, and then his face showed anger, and he angrily kicked the unconscious man a few times.

"Wo Cao, your uncle, you bastard, you have stopped working for so many days in vain and lost so much money."

The bald man was furious and made up for it a few more times.

"Alright, alright, stop kicking people to death." Zhang Fan hurriedly stopped the bald man, if he kicked the person to death, he would have to suffer a lawsuit.

"Call the police and leave it to the police." Zhang Fan glanced at the time, it was almost 21 o'clock in the evening, and he suddenly wanted to go back to rest.

"Okay, got it."

"Anyway, thank you this time, Master."

The bald man nodded gratefully.

Fortunately, it's an oolong, if it's really haunted, even if the store really opens in the future, he will still have some psychological reactions.

"Master, this is a hard fee, a total of 10,000 yuan." The bald man trotted back to the car, took a stack of money from his wallet, and handed it to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan looked at it, didn't count, and put it directly into his pocket.

"Okay, if there's nothing else to do, I'll go back first, and the police will come later, just hand this man over to them."

Zhang Fan yawned, stopped chatting with the bald man too much, and walked slowly towards the side of the road.

"Master, why don't I drive you back?" The bald man smiled flatteringly.

"No, I'll just take a taxi myself."

Zhang Fan rejected the other party's request.

Taking a luxury car back, a little constrained, uncomfortable, it is better to take a taxi back by yourself.

However, before Zhang Fan went back, he bought some supper in the food street.

There are kebabs, rock sugar gourds, and octopus balls or something.

During this period, there were a few girls who were shopping and asked him for a wave of WeChat, which Zhang Fan hurriedly refused.

Sure enough, being handsome is also a kind of annoyance.

It wasn't until 22:18 in the evening that Zhang Fan finally returned to Fugui Huating.

After brushing the short videos for a while, looking at the beauty videos on the platform, Zhang Fan only felt a little speechless, he basically didn't watch it a few times now, and he would jump out of these beauty videos.

Feeling bored, he quit a certain sound app.

The night passed without saying a word, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Since he went to bed early last night, he woke up at eight o'clock.

I got dressed and went out, had breakfast outside, and went straight to the driving school, close to the second exam.

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