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When Qiu Xiaoye woke up the next day, it was after eleven o'clock in the morning.

He was woken up by Qiu Xiaolu's cooking.

Qiu Xiaoye finished washing and went downstairs,

Qiu Xiaolu is busy in the kitchen,

And on the sofa, there was actually a man sitting on the sofa at this time, lying lazily and disheveled,

Like a bum.

Qiu Xiaolu picked up a homeless man and came back?

Qiu Xiaoye scratched his head and asked, "Brother, who are you?"

The tramp turned his head away at his voice,

Immediately, a familiar face appeared in front of Qiu Xiaoye.

It's Akihara!

"Old... Dad?" Qiu Xiaoye was very surprised: "Dad, why are you back?"

Qiu Xiaoye had already forgotten when Qiu Yuan went home last time.

"Nonsense!" Qiu Yuan cursed: "What do you mean I came back? This is my home! This house is mine! My name is written on the real estate certificate, why can't I come back?"

"Cut." Qiu Xiaoye went upstairs nonchalantly: "If you die, you will be mine."

"You bastard!" Qiu Yuan picked up the slippers and threw them at Qiu Xiaoye: "I left this fucking house to Xiaolu! Find a place to live by yourself! You bastard! How dare you curse me!"

As soon as Qiu Xiaoye lowered his head, he dodged the flying slippers.

However, he just survived the physical typhoid!

Did not avoid magic damage!

A big sour and smelly smell of sweaty feet flooded into Qiu Xiaoye's nose immediately.

"I'm going!" Qiu Xiaoye pinched his nose and shouted: "Dad, have you never washed your feet since puberty? Just your smell can make maggots faint."

"You know a fart!" Qiu Yuan cursed: "This is called the smell of a mature man!"

"Okay, you two stop arguing!" Qiu Xiaolu brought the steaming dishes to the table: "Dinner is ready, hurry up and eat."

Qiu Xiaoye threw the slippers back to Qiu Yuan, and the two sat on the table with smiles on their faces.

Qiu Yuan smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I tasted Xiaolu's craft, and I don't know if it has improved."

However, the two were about to move their chopsticks,

But inexplicably felt a murderous aura!

Intense murderous aura!

As soon as he looked up, he saw Qiu Xiaolu's eyes as if he was going to eat them.

"Wash your hands first! Hurry up! Don't serve without washing your hands!"

Qiu Xiaoye and Qiu Yuan father and son looked at each other helplessly, and could only obediently wash their hands.

While washing his hands, Qiu Xiaoye suddenly asked quietly: "Father, you said Xiaoye is a ghoul, has she ever eaten a corpse?"

Qiu Yuan shook his head: "I don't know, or you can ask."

"I don't ask."

"Then I won't ask."

"You said that if she ate a corpse, would she wash her hands before eating?" Qiu Xiaoye wondered.

"Maybe." Akihara thought.

"Will that wash the corpse?" Qiu Xiaoye began to think again.

"Probably not." Qiu Yuan said, "The original taste should be better."

"What are you two mumbling about?" Qiu Xiaolu shouted, "If you don't serve it, the food will be cold!"

"I'm coming."

The two hurried to the table and ate hot dishes.

At this time, the sound of mourning came from the TV.

Looking back, it was a news screen.

Today, the Municipal Police Department is setting up a farewell ceremony for Shen Tonghai.

In the solemn mourning hall, almost all the celebrities in Maple City sent wreaths,

Citizens took white bouquets and placed them one by one at the gate of the mourning hall,

The whole scene is solemn and dignified,

But in Qiu Xiaoye's view, it was extremely ironic.

A group of humans, going to worship the ghosts who wanted to eat them?

It's just black humor.

Akihara stared at the TV with disdain on his face:

"A ghost is dead, what is there to grieve about?"

"How do you know he's a ghost?" Qiu Xiaoye asked suddenly.

Qiu Yuan smiled and said: "It's not a ghost to be the head of the criminal police department, what else can it be."

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After lunch, Qiu Xiaoye went out on a battery scooter.

Now that he has received a large sum of money from Wang Anxin, the first thing he thinks of is to quickly upgrade his battery car.

The speed of this battery car is not slow, but it can't go anywhere fast.

If there is an urgent task in the future, the battery car will always be delayed if it is too slow.

When we arrived at the modification shop, Qiu Xiaoye stopped the battery car smartly and yelled at the boss:

"Boss, come, add twenty cylinders to my car! I want to experience the feeling of flying!"

"Twenty tanks?" The boss looked helpless: "Are you going to ride a bike to the moon?"

Looking at Qiu Xiaoye's car again, he shouted: "Is it a battery car? You need to add a tank to the battery car!"

Qiu Xiaoye said: "Then you change it into a fuel car and add 20 cylinders!"

"With the money for this modification, you might as well buy a locomotive."

"No." Qiu Xiaoye shook his head: "I have feelings for this car! That's it!"

Although I have the money to buy a cool motorcycle, but as the Ghost Killing Team, hiding your identity is the most important thing,

With Qiu Xiaoye's attire, coupled with the ordinary battery car, it is not easy to attract attention.

It is of course impossible to add twenty tanks.

In the end, the boss changed Qiu Xiaoye's battery car to gasoline engine, and installed a total of eight cylinders for him.

Tried the power a little bit, squeezed the accelerator, and the wheels turned as if it was about to take off.

Qiu Xiaoye is very satisfied.

But by the time all this was done, it was already late at night.

All afternoon, Qiu Xiaoye stayed in the motorcycle shop.

Now, the car was finally refitted, Qiu Xiaoye rode it excitedly,

With a "boom", turn the accelerator, and the blue fire burst out immediately.

The yellow battery car jumped out at once,

Like a golden flash.

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late at night.

A fiery red convertible sports car gallops down the street.

Under the huge roar, the rich second generation who was driving stepped on the gas pedal,

Leave a car far behind.

"Go eat my exhaust gas!" The rich second generation shouted excitedly.

A girl with heavy make-up looked at the rich second generation with admiration.

The rich second generation continued to brag: "Let me tell you, in the entire Maple City, no one's car can run past me! If there is, I will eat this steering wheel in front of you."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, with a "whoosh", a yellow battery car sped past.

It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The rich second generation was completely dumbfounded.

"This is... a battery car? I was overtaken by a battery car?"

He looked at his leather-wrapped steering wheel.

He swallowed involuntarily.

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at the same time.

A bridge not far away.

An overloaded truck drove to the center of the bridge.

Suddenly, with a "boom", the bridge collapsed directly from the center.

The broken bridge deck fell into the water,

Cars slipped into the river one by one,

Immediately, the sound of anxious horns filled the entire night sky in Feng City.