My doppelganger drama

But Jack still refused.

It seems that he will continue to visit several households to report the crime but the police station did not accept it, even though his behavior actually has no meaning.

"Do you mind if I follow?"

"Why?"

"If anything, watching a police officer with a sense of justice makes me feel like today is full of sunshine." Wan Yi said.

Jack said: "Well, it's not a very important thing anyway."

The two of them walked on the road together.

Wan Yi started a conversation with his own experience.

"Just like that, I became the owner of that house and a large number of assets. Do you think it's weird or not?" Wan Yi said in a joking tone.

"Then you're really lucky." Jack couldn't help but sigh at Wan Yi's good luck.

Originally it was just an interview, but suddenly my life changed.

If you have a lot of assets, you will have almost no worries for the rest of your life.

"All kinds of accidents happen in this world, even though as far as I know there may be more bad accidents." Wan Yidao.

"You can't say that, just because most good things are difficult for us to recall after a long time, but the bad things are more impressive." Jack said.

"You're really optimistic, Jack."

"Everyone says that about me."

"Did you have any memorable changes?"

"That was probably the death of my mother and sister when I was a child. My father was a scumbag. He abandoned us when I was still young and my mother was still pregnant with my sister. I have always wanted to let my mother grow up since I was a child. I lived a good life with my sister, but a home invasion changed the trajectory of my family," Jack said.

Wan Yi was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry."

"I have looked away. I can live alone until now, maybe because they are protecting me in the dark." Jack smiled.

While chatting, the two came to a house.

After Jack rang the doorbell and explained his intention, the other party scolded Jack and the police officer bloody.

He returned with a helpless smile: "That's it, it's actually very fast."

Wan Yi picked up his camera and took a photo of the house, then admired his photo and asked, "Jack, have there been earthquakes in this city before?"

"Huh? Indeed, there was a moderate earthquake about five years ago, which did cause some damage." Jack replied.

Wan Yidao: "The construction company of this house seems not to be very good. There were many obvious traces left when the house was renovated."

Jack poked his head over and saw the photo in Wan Yi's hand. It was normal and upright. The angle he found completely showed off the house.

Jack felt that Wan Yi's photos could be used as previews for real estate agencies.

"It seems so," said Jack.

The two of them continued their visit, and it was probably over in the afternoon. Only then did he realize that Jack actually came during his vacation, and his enthusiasm was still burning.

"Thank you, I didn't expect that there would be someone willing to accompany me to do such a boring thing and get scolded for no reason." Jack said to Wan Yi.

Wan Yi is sometimes inexplicably implicated because of his relationship with Jack.

However, Jack felt that Wan Yi's psychological quality was better than his own. He always smiled and was quite peaceful.

Jack really wished there were more people like Wan Yi in the world.

"Actually, I am also very angry, but whenever others treat me unfairly, I always think that something bad will happen to them sooner or later, so there is no need for me to vent my anger on them." Wan Yidao.

After all, the people who come down are basically those who have been marked by a curse.

Sooner or later, Wan Yi would have to let them vent their emotions while alive.

There is even a person today whose curse has touched his neck. It is possible that a report will be received at the police station in a few hours at night.

"Would you like to go have something to eat together? I can treat you as your reward for today." Jack said.

"Of course I'm happy," Wan Yi said.

The fun of free prostitution is that simple.

But when Wan Yi and Jack were eating together, on the other side...

…

Boom!

A golden light flashed, and a group of cursed imps staring directly at everyone were forced back by Dharma. Several people stepped forward to pick up the fragments that these imps dropped when they were repelled. As a result, they found that they were just fragments of ghosts. Rather than fragments of a curse.

There is still a big difference between the two, and in short they are not consistent with the mission objectives.

"There are many imps, but the drop rate of curse fragments is too low, or do these imps not produce curse fragments?" someone kept asking.

"Huh... maybe it's because these brats are simply driven by the curse." Zheng Songrong gasped softly.

"Brother Zheng, are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?"

Zheng Songrong waved his hand, picked up a bottle of blue medicine and drank it. Wan Yi next to him saw his eyes widening and wanted to take a bottle.

As expected of a man who lives with a rich woman in the city, he even has recovery medicines prepared. Most of the equipment of ordinary refugees is either to increase output or to increase life expectancy.

If you hit a wave and run away, there will be no battle endurance.

And obviously it's nothing in the hands of the really rich.

Wan Yi himself could not carry so many supplies lightly due to carrying problems.

Just as he was thinking about it, a pair of pale hands suddenly stretched out from behind him. Wan Yi lowered his head and let his hand go empty. Zheng Songrong had just finished drinking the medicine and had not yet recovered. This timing could be said to be very unfortunate.

But fortunately there is a child next to him.

Xu Shen's hand was surrounded by green Yuan Qi and he punched the kid behind Wan Yi twice, knocking him away.

Another wave of imps has arrived. Although the quality of the imps in this apartment building is not high, the quantity is indeed full.

Moreover, the landlord here is very murderous, and they have been making raids since they came in.

If this continues, Wan Yi feels that even Zheng Songrong may be dragged to death.

Xu Shen's boxing and kicking skills are really good and impressive. He is worthy of being trained for a month and even ate fragments. He can move around freely even when surrounded by several imps. With the wood attribute Yuan Qi, he can just adhere to and strengthen it. Knock them back so they can't get close.

But the consciousness is still a little bit worse.

A kid came out of the wall next to him, catching him off guard and knocking him down.

Other imps immediately swarmed forward.

Click.

The sound of taking pictures rang out and all the little ghosts disappeared.

The wood attribute Yuan Qi in Xu Shen's body began to transform towards thunder and lightning, and he saw that he was about to cast a spell.

Fortunately, it was not used. Although it was just a simple attack technique, Xu Shen obviously did not master this Xialan technique that was not his own. Every time he used it, he would consume doubled Yuan Qi.

The generation and circulation of Yuan Qi are directly linked to physical energy. A large amount of Yuan Qi withdrawing in an instant will directly make people powerless.

If he loses all his strength after fighting a group of monsters, it's almost time for this kid to finish.

Xu Shen got up from the ground and watched as Wan Yi used a photo as a fan to fan himself. The movements were very large and unpleasant, so what he saw at a glance was the scene of him falling to the ground in disgrace and almost being beaten by a group of brats.

"you!"

"Do you want it?" Wan Yi handed him the photo directly.

Xu Shen subconsciously took it and was stunned for a moment.

"There are real ghosts inside."

Xu Shen's hand holding the photo suddenly trembled.

Good, at least I didn’t just throw the photo away and yell.

"You can actually activate your skills by taking photos..." Xu Shen said.

"It's of no use to normal people. The fit between the soul and the body is too high, but it would be okay if it didn't have a physical body." Wan Yi said casually, slightly reducing the vigilant glances from around him.

Everyone was walking along the corridor of the apartment. When passing a room, another pair of arms suddenly stretched out. Because Wan Yi was the closest, there was no doubt that he was also targeted.

Wan Yi was pulled directly into the room.

Xu Shen went up directly to pick up Yuan Qi and punched the door open: "Wan Yi!"

The rest of the team was not very eager to follow.

But when he came to the living room of this house, he only saw Wan Yi standing there with his back to them.

Xu Shen walked over without letting down his guard: "Wan Yi! Are you okay?"

Wan Yi didn't respond.

Xu Shen carefully stretched out her hand and put it on his shoulder.

"Giggle--"

The next moment, Xu Shen's hand was grabbed.

"Fuck!" Xu Shen exploded instantly, and Yuan Qi punched him directly.

Then Wan Yi dodged to the side, and at the same time grabbed Xu Shen's hand and turned it into a grappling technique, restraining Xu Shen firmly.

"I was just joking. It's not like I've never done it before. Why are you so excited?" Wan Yi said speechlessly.

"See for yourself what the occasion is now! Stop joking around! It hurts so much, let me go quickly!" Xu Shen shouted without tears.

Wan Yi then let Xu Shen go, and Xu Shen moved his joints distressedly.

"You still need to practice your courage. See how brave Brother Zheng and the others are." Wan Yi said.

Zheng Songrong and several others silently took back the props they had just taken out: "It's like this, Xu Shen still needs to practice. But Wan Yi, don't make such jokes in such a serious occasion. If Xu Shen really goes too far, If you take action, it will only cause unnecessary damage."

Wan Yi nodded obediently.

The others wanted to say something, but looking at Wan Yi's expression, they immediately lost interest.

Moreover, Wan Yi's series of performances, although their presence is low and a bit funny, are not fools.

The kid who took the photo was suddenly pulled into the room and was quickly eliminated by one person in a short time. Xu Shen, who had absorbed a lot of fragments of close combat skills, was also suppressed in an instant.

Some details are enough to prove that Wan Yi is extraordinary.

They have begun to pay attention to this person who seems to be mentally ill.

Xu Shen was still unhappy: "Hey...why are you so powerful? Have you ever absorbed similar fragments?"

Wan Yidao: "I have practiced with others a little bit, but I am looked down upon. I can't even do a single punch from others."

Xu Shen was puzzled, but Wan Yi didn't intend to explain.

He gave Xu Shen another photo and followed the team.

Xu Shen looked at the photo.

It's a selfie taken by Wan Yi, with the imp lying upside down behind him.

"Tsk, what a stinker." Xu Shen muttered, carefully putting away the photos and following.