Lord of the Divine Show

"Who are you calling the old aunt?!"

While Han Shan was still in a state of confusion, Wan Xiaolou immediately went into a rage.

"Eh? You didn't even deny the love affair first? Everyone in the foundation is really an idiot!"

Han Bingjie turned around.

His skin had become extremely pale, and there was unconcealable malice in his eyes.

"Are you... a human being or a trickster?"

Wan Xiaolou was taken aback, and immediately he was shocked: "No... you are an employee of that express company!"

At first, Nadugo Express Company disappeared without any reason, and then remained silent for more than ten years. It has always been the focus of the foundation's investigation.

Zhong Shenxiu didn't bother to tell the other party that the big trick had been eaten by him, and he also happened to get into a trick city.

"Your state...is the company's transplantation technology, right?"

After all, Wan Xiaolou had undergone special training and quickly guessed the truth.

"When your foundation encounters a trickster, shouldn't it send out an elite team with at least one trickster? Why is there only one ordinary person?"

Han Bingjie was about to continue asking when his expression suddenly changed: "It's here again."

Boom!

Boom!

From all directions, there was the sound of heavy objects falling and rolling.

Han Bingjie's expression changed: "There's something wrong with this monster..."

Ordinary tricks, after being dispelled once, shouldn't it take a long time to come back again?

"There have been many examples of strange mutations recently, which have caused heavy casualties to the Foundation..."

Wan Xiaolou also spit out a message with an ugly face: "I suspect that this human-headed monster has also changed..."

"Well, in that case..."

Han Bingjie took off his coat and helped Han Shan up: "Why are you still standing there? Run!"

People can't fight with being cunning, even if they have the ability to be cunning.

And even if he is very frugal in use, he still feels that he has reached a certain critical point. If he wears a trick again, he may really become a trick.

The three of them ran forward quickly, panting and sweating profusely.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

"Huhu...where...is this?"

"Why? We haven't run out of the garden yet?"

Han Shan looked around, his teeth gradually chattering.

"That ghost has tampered with our sense of direction. It is commonly known as the ghost hitting the wall. It is going to play with us to the end."

Han Bingjie spat hard: "Damn it, is any trick so powerful now? He's dead now..."

Han Shan looked at his father and felt that this guy couldn't be more handsome than three seconds...

…

The night ends and the day dawns.

"Xiaolou, are you okay?"

Wen Wanqing wandered outside the garden and saw the three people walking out in embarrassment. She quickly stepped forward to carefully check the situation of Wan Xiaolou.

"I'm fine..." Wan Xiaolou showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "It's just that I was cursed..."

Last night, relying on the rational thinking of the three of them, they were not killed by the trick.

Of course, the biggest factor is that although the monster has become more terrifying, the killing pattern has not changed much, and it is still mainly slow torture.

In other words, starting from today, Han Bingjie and Wan Xiaolou will continue to have that nightmare, tortured to the point where their sanity collapses, they fall into madness, and then die...

Not only that, the camera was also lost...

"Our branch has suffered heavy losses. I must report it to the headquarters and ask for support!"

Wen Wanqing no longer cared about blaming her colleagues for acting without permission, and said seriously: "Although that ghost has cursed you, as long as it is expelled or sealed, it will not die. You will definitely not die."

"I try my best……"

Wan Xiaolou answered with a sad face.

…

Han Bingjie returned home and without saying a word, he began to rummage through the cabinets and found a box.

Yue Qin silently watched her husband open the box. Inside was a business card with only a series of numbers on it.

"I finally understand that in this world, the mountains are falling and the water is drying up. I can't rely on myself, but Brother Puppet can definitely be relied on!"

Han Bingjie murmured, trembling his fingers, and started to make a call.

After a long and excruciating wait, the phone was connected, and the same voice as before came out: "Hello?"

"Brother Puppet, I'm Xiao Han!"

Han Bingjie tried to keep his voice calm: "Where are you? Do you have time to come out and sit down?"

There was silence for a moment, and then he replied: "I'm in G city."

"Very good……"

Before Han Bingjie could answer anything, Yue Qin was hugging his son tightly and shedding tears.

…

An hour later.

Han Shan looked puzzled as his parents looked solemn, waiting for a big shot downstairs.

After they arranged to meet downstairs, they waited here respectfully for more than half an hour!

Boom!

The engine sounded and a red car drove in.

Not a luxury car, not a sports car... but... a taxi?

The car door opened with a clang, and a slovenly taxi driver stepped out, wearing an undershirt and even a pair of plastic slippers.

"Brother Puppet, you finally became a taxi driver."

Han Bingjie said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still so young..."

Yes, although Zhong Shenxiu had a stubble on his face and was too lazy to take care of his hair, at first glance he looked like a young man, a generation behind Han Bingjie and others.

Zhong Shenxiu leaned against the car and took out a cigarette: "There is no way...the company went bankrupt and was laid off, so I can only work as a taxi driver..."

Han Bingjie hurriedly stepped forward to help light the fire, and pointed at Han Shan with a smile: "This is my son, Xiaoshan. He has got into trouble with those dirty things recently. Brother Puppet, please do a good job and save him. Don't worry, follow the rules." I understand. All my life savings are in that building. I will sell them later and transfer the money to you..."

Zhong Shenxiu blew out a smoke ring and pointed at the whole building nonchalantly: "This property was developed by me, Song Zhong, and I, Ma Zai..."

‘How many hundreds of millions does this cost? ’

Han Shan was startled when he heard this, and said in his heart: 'So this is the real boss...'

"Mr. Puppet!"

At this moment, Wan Xiaolou and Wen Wanqing also hurried over from the side and bowed deeply: "Long time no see!"

They didn't know much, they just knew that this person was very powerful, very powerful.

It can be seen from the fact that the foundation has always taken care of this person just because they have a relationship with him.

After last night, Han Bingjie's family has become a key surveillance target.

Everything that happens here cannot escape their eyes.

Seeing Zhong Shenxiu appear, he quickly came over to meet him.

"Oh? How have those two little girls grown up? Have you dated your boyfriend? Are you married? How old are your children?"

Wan Xiaolou covered his heart: "Boss, this hurts my heart. If you don't talk about this, we are still good friends!"

"Hahaha……"

Zhong Shenxiu laughed heartily and pointed to their headphones: "Tell the people behind you, um, those foundation judges, that I want to go to the foundation headquarters!"