Chapter Twenty-Four: The Singer of the Dead
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Ding Li had a big headache, and there was really no good way to deal with this kind of meat and vegetarian girl. If this girl's father was not the boss of Wang Tuhao, Ding Li was actually not afraid to have a friendly match with this girl. By the way, let her swallow all the words that doubted her ability.
Speaking of which, although this girl is unkempt and looks like a madman now, her skin is indeed quite smooth and smooth.
But thinking about what was hidden in Wang Tuhao's eyes that seemed to be forever calm and waveless, Ding Li didn't dare to do anything to her daughter at all!
"I let you go, but you have to make it clear to me, why are you pretending to be crazy and stupid?" Ding Li decided not to entangle with this girl.
"Don't think about it, do you think that the old lady can catch you if you want to, and let it go if you want? Tell you, the old lady is not finished with you!" Even though his hands were restrained, Wang Lan had already opened his teeth and claws.
"Oh, I can't imagine that the undead singer is such a crazy woman. I don't know how many people will be shocked to lose their glasses after the word spreads!"
Ding Li's words, as if using the immobilization method, made Wang Mu quiet down suddenly. Everyone has their own side of pride and value, the difference is only whether you can summon this side or not.
"You know me?"
Ding Li said affirmatively: "On July 15 last year, in the old industrial area, inside the abandoned factory. I remember you sang a requiem!" he said, letting go of his hand.
The long, messy hair fell out, making Wang Yan's face look cloudy. Listening to the tune humming out of Ding Li's mouth, although it is absurd, he can still vaguely hear the tune. This is her own proud work, and it is naturally very memorable.
"My song is in your mouth, it's a fucking waste!" Wang Lan obviously paid more attention to his song, and said with a curse in his mouth, but obviously not crazy.
Unexpectedly, Ding Li also nodded and said, "I also think that song is best sung by you!"
"Hmph......" snorted disdainfully, probably in front of his fans, embarrassed to be like the splatterer just now. She tidied up her pajamas, sat back on the bed, and sneered: "I didn't expect that a feng shui gentleman like you would actually listen to that kind of underground rock!"
Ding Li smiled but didn't answer, so he looked around the room. found that this room was indeed full of gothic flavor, and there was even a poster of Wang Nan himself.
In the poster, she is wearing a black leather suit with iron nails and chains. The foundation on his face is thick like a cement maker pasting the wall, but he is painted with eerie black eyeshadow and lipstick.
And Ding Li noticed that there was everything in this room, but there were no mirrors.
"That's right, this is the style of the undead singer!" Ding Li snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "So, how did you end up at this point?"
Wang Lan has only become too normal since Ding Li broke the identity of the undead singer.
But he still said coldly: "Say you're stupid, you still don't believe it." I played Bloody Mary with Chen Chen and them, and they are all dead now, if I don't have anything at all. Don't you all fucking suspect I did it!"
Ding Li suddenly realized, remembering that Wang Tuhao mentioned that Chen Chen was the son of Hall Chief Chen's family.
"What director?" Ding asked with some vigilance.
"What else can it be? Department of Transportation, Executive Representative. Wang Mo said with a sneer.
Damn, it looks like the Wang family is in big trouble. If Wang Tuhao's guy was smarter, he would simply let his daughter pretend to be crazy all the time. This traffic hall is a powerful yamen.
"Chen Chen has such a precious son at home, he is spoiled like a tea egg, he is afraid of melting in his mouth, and he is afraid of losing it in his hand. Now that he's dead, his dad doesn't know how to hate me to death!
I guess I'm crazy now, his dad is a little better, if I'm alive, maybe his dad will clean up with my dad!" Wang Mo said seemingly nonchalantly.
Ding Li felt that Wang Lan saw things and understood much more than her father. Seeing that Wang Lan went crazy, maybe the deputy director felt a little better, and really let Wang Lan get better, running around, then it was called a disgusting person?
Even if he is a big man, no matter how magnanimous he is, I am afraid that he will not be comfortable when he sees and hears Wang Mu. What's more, the hall master doesn't necessarily have that kind of heart......
"It seems that you are much more sensible than your father thinks!" Ding Li smiled: "You still know how to care about him!"
"I care about him, and I don't even shed a tear in the gutter where the old guy dies. It's just that the old guy is going to die, I have no money and no power, how can I get up in style! I've been fucking perverted and injected crazy......"
Ding Li stopped talking, and suddenly felt a little headache, and felt that he really shouldn't have been involved. However, he quickly asked, "Then how did Chen Chen and that He Li die? And you didn't look like you were pretending to be crazy just now, right? I think you really seem to have evil spirits in you!"
"How the do I know, I originally wanted to scare Chen Chen's eggless thing. Who knows what devil has really been summoned? I can feel it being around me all the time, maybe it's in this room......"
This sentence was ghostly said by Wang, which made Ding Li subconsciously nervous. didn't perform the human-ghost fusion technique, the green ghost didn't have an upper body, and Ding Li couldn't see the ghost.
And Wang Nan's evil aura just now, with crazy white eyes and splashing white foam, and even breaking the rope directly, these are definitely not things that can be pretended if you want to.
"Look around!" Ding Li pinched and ordered the green ghost to look around. This kind of thing is really scared of him, and Ding Li will never use it again until he has to.
The green ghost turned into a whirlwind that blew around the room, just as the small whirlwind reached a corner of the room.
With a "...... bump", a cold air suddenly flourished, making the chandeliers on the ceiling flicker.
"Not good!" Ding Li could only let out a loud scream, and on the ceiling, there seemed to be a black shadow rushing down, bringing a sharp wind sound.
Without thinking about it, Ding Li slapped it with a palm thunder. His palm thunder can be split into the air, but it can only be split in three steps.
The yin qi gathered in the dantian suddenly blasted out along the palm of the palm, like a cannonball with condensed yin qi.
But this time, the palm thunder failed. The black shadow brought a fierce sound of wind, and there seemed to be a cat meow, as if a big cat jumped from the ceiling in the air, and with a sharp claw, it actually cut the yin qi bullet.
Even the remaining momentum pounced down, and grabbed Ding Li's head when his head was on.