Don't Call Me A Devil

Anning Laundry just opened, and it didn't have the hot scene as imagined, but it was empty, after all, the nature of the laundry was there.

But the ghosts and ghosts will quit. If the laundry shop is out of business, how can Brother Jie be happy?

If Brother Jie is not happy, how can Sister Nuoyan be happy?

Just opened and no business?

How can it be!

This can't trouble these four sales geniuses at all. Nanshan Street is full of passers-by. Are you afraid that there will be no customers?

I saw the four strong men wearing aprons and walking on the street. When people saw the four dressed like this, they wished they could all walk around.

However, Chi rushed forward with one stride and stopped a big brother on the spot.

The elder brother was shrouded in shadows, he raised his head and said weakly:

( ٥◔﹏◔ิ) "Why... why? This is a society ruled by law!"

I saw a [xiong]喜[shen]可[e]kiss[sha] smile on Chi's face:

(ꐦʘ̆Дʘ̆) "Hey, brother, do you want to do laundry?"

In the blink of an eye, the four demon brothers surrounded him like four impenetrable walls.

The big brother's face is almost pale with fright, wash... wash clothes? Is this... is this some kind of slang that has been emerging in the Tao recently?

Why can't I understand?

=͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪ ‧̣̥̇) "Wash...what clothes?"

Chi raised the mechanical arm, grabbed the elder brother's collar directly, and pulled his whole body up:

(ꐦʘ̆盘ʘ̆) "As far as your body is concerned, wash it or not! We run a laundry room!"

The eldest brother was full of burly men, tilted his head and glanced at An Ning's laundry, the corners of his mouth twitched:

(Ŏ﹏Ŏ ‧̣̥̇) "My suit was changed this morning, and it's quite clean. Should...you don't need to wash it?"

I saw Chi put the elder brother down: "Clean? I didn't see where it was clean?"

The eldest brother pointed to his white shirt: "Look, it..."

(ꐦʘ̆3ʘ̆)‧º¯ิ·˚ ¯ิ "Oh~bah

heh~ bah~

Before he could finish speaking, Chi spit directly onto the elder brother's white shirt.

The eldest brother petrified directly on the spot and froze on the spot.

(유口유|||)!

He raised his head and said: (˶‾᷄ dish ‾᷅˵) "Now it's buried..."

The eldest brother has a dark face:

(̿▀̿ ̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿ ̿)̄ "I have paper in my bag, I can still wipe it off..."

And at this moment, the ghosts and monsters began to surround the eldest brother with all their strength, turning into a spittle making machine!

(ꐦʘ3ʘ)‧º¯ิ·˚ ¯ิ "呵呵~呵~呵! tui~"

(ꐦ͡ʘ3ʘ͡) "Heh bah ~ goose box ~ puff ~ goose box box box ~"

The eldest brother was surrounded in the middle and directly suffered the hail of bullets that this age shouldn't bear.

Today, he thought about whether it would rain outside and whether he would get wet, but he really never thought that he would be sprayed wet by four burly men.

The eldest brother felt like he was being spit on by four Liu Huangshus in circles.

I saw the eldest brother with a dark face, raised his palm high:

(̿▀̿҉̛得҉̛▀̿ ̿҉̛ꐦ҉̛)̄ "Stop! Shut up! Don't spit anymore, four gentlemen, I will wash these clothes!"

The demon and demon's eyes were shining brightly, and he immediately lifted the elder brother up and carried him into the store.

"One male guest, full set~"

The four of them worked together to remove only one bitter tea seed from the eldest brother, and threw it on the street.

"Let's go~ I'll pick up your clothes tomorrow, if you dare not come, I'll take your skin off!"

The eldest brother ran away covering his face, what's the matter with this special meow?

Ren Jie witnessed the whole scene in the store, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. As expected from Old World Street, there is a way of selling, right?

Create demand without demand, right?

These four are probably not the reincarnation of Peashooter, right?

Is it really a gentleman who uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands?

"So now comes the question, this clothes...how are you four going to wash it?"

Looking at the set of clothes soaked in saliva on the ground, the evil spirit turned black...

"Brothers... Let's add a water gun to the mechanical arm. I want everyone who passes by the Anning Laundry to go home clean."

An evil smile suddenly appeared on the faces of the four brothers!

( ΄◞ิ .̫.̫ ◟ิ‵) "Dirty them, I already have a premonition that a bloody storm is coming! Jie Jie Jie~"

Ren Jie covered his face, has the saliva battle escalated into a squirt gun battle?

Are you really punished?

But Ren Jie didn't say anything at all, she didn't expect the laundry to make any money, she mainly wanted Aunt An Ning to have something to do.

After all, people of the previous generation are always restless...

After making home arrangements, he studied for another afternoon and read all the materials sent by Jiang Jiuli.

Ren Jie set off to train on Qingting Mountain. After more than ten days, the top of Qingting Mountain has been bald by him...

Those who didn't know thought that the top of the mountain here was bombed by the rocket army.

But now, Ren Jie's level has already reached the third level of the spine, and when he reaches the second level, it is not as fast as the first level.

Moreover, Ren Jie is a fellow genetic warrior and a magic contract practitioner, and the aura needed is twice that of ordinary genetic warriors. It is normal to improve slowly.

The worst thing is that the cultivation of the magic contract requires magic energy, and the transformation of spiritual energy into magic energy requires emotional fog, which makes Ren Jie's emotional fog always insufficient.

In addition, the daily supply of the two demon spirits must be maintained, otherwise they will enter the mode of crazy batch abnormality.

How can it be enough to rely on a sunny to provide?

But how can this stump the smart and capable Ren Jie? In the past ten days, when he was free, he went to the hospital corridor to sit and read.

The hospital is full of patients and family members. People die every day, and there is no one who is not emotional. Just sitting there for an afternoon can collect a lot of emotional fog.

When he was in the hospital, he met friends in the crematorium by the way. There were people pulled over to burn the crematorium every day, and the mood swings of the family members became more violent. Ren Jie could still make a lot of money there.

By the way, he also took a part-time job in mourning, crying for four hours and paying one thousand, not only can he make money, but he can also collect emotional fog, which is simply amazing.

But the saddest thing is that the day before yesterday because Ren Jie was too tired, his head was in a daze, and he cried at the wrong grave, and was deducted 600 yuan, so he was very angry...

Except for daily consumption and some spares, the rest of the emotional fog is used by Ren Jie to improve his level.

This barely made it to the third rank.

"Ding ding~clang! clang!"

On the top of the Qingting Mountain, Ren Jie held two knives and attacked Qing frantically, his movements were almost like illusions.

And Qing just held the short blade with one hand and put the other behind her back, taking every attack of Ren Jie calmly.

Ren Jie's body was burning with raging flames, and the flames spewed out from his body from time to time to correct his offensive posture.

Just like rocket attitude correction.

Before, Ren Jie could only control the burning from his hands and feet, but now he can spray burning from any part of the body, such as elbows, shoulders, shoulder blades, knees, chest and so on.

With the help of burning thrust, Ren Jie can even make some sharp turns, using thrust to overcome inertia, and fighting more fiercely.

Don't forget, today's Ren Jie is still wearing a weight close to a thousand catties.

However, this was not enough for Sunny.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Is this the only way? The old man with cerebral thrombosis is faster than you!"

Ren Jie:? ? ?

Now you're a bit of a loser.

Ren Jie stared, and the blazing blade slashed towards Qing's head with extreme speed.

Qing naturally resisted with the dagger, and the moment the two touched, the flaming blade went through the dagger and continued to slash.

And Qing almost instinctively drew out the second knife to resist, and the blade was dyed black by the shadow.

But Ren Jie let go directly, the flaming blade disappeared, and changed into a pistol shape, and the meteor condensed extremely quickly between his fingers.

"boom!"

The flaming meteor shot out suddenly, and Qing slashed fiercely with the shadow blade. An astonishing scene happened. The trajectory of the meteor between his fingers changed, drawing an arc, and directly hitting Qing's face.

clear:? ? ?

She instinctively tilted her head, and the flaming meteor flew past her hair, and then exploded violently.

Qing couldn't help turning sideways to resist the explosion, so as to ensure that she remained in a panic.

But the moment he turned sideways, Ren Jie reached out with a small hand and went straight to Qing's mask to grab it.

Seeing that there were only three centimeters left, Ren Jie could touch the mask between his fingers.

However, at this moment, Qing turned sharply with the short blade, and slammed Ren Jie's stomach fiercely with the hilt, knocking his whole body off the ground, and then elbowed Ren Jie heavily. on the back.

"Boom!"

Ren Jie was hit directly on the ground, ate a mouthful of dirt, and curled up into a ball clutching his stomach in pain.

"Pffwah~ Abnormal... I finally managed to master the spear shaking technique, which can make the flame meteor turn around. I thought I could succeed today!"

Qing took two steps back dexterously, and said in a flat tone:

(˶‾᷄ ~ ‾᷅˵) "The purpose is too obvious, the middle door is wide open, and don't forget to leave room for defense when attacking."

"That's all for today's training, let's go home and pack up a bit, we're going to go to the Demon Hunting Academy later, right?"

Ren Jie stood up clutching his stomach:

( ′◔ ‸◔`) "Hey~ To be honest, how does my current level compare with those students of Demon Hunting Academy? If I go there, I won't be bullied, right?"

Qing said lightly: "What about you? You are at the middle and lower level, and barely passed? There are many people who are better than you. If you work hard, you should be able to pass the exam..."

Ren Jie stretched his hips: "Ah~ They are all so good? But I think it is true, they have practiced for three years more than me, so they are not so old?"

"Hey~ I have to keep a low profile, I hope I won't be bullied, I'm going home to pack my things~"

Seeing Ren Jie limping to the steps going down the mountain, she instinctively rolled down, looking at Ren Jie's back, Qing couldn't help but tilt her head and spit:

(￢皮￢٥) "Monster... Only the third stage of the spine... Hiss~"