Supernatural: Me! Super master in COS world

"Big ...... Master, can we stop joking?"

Wang Heng said without tears at this time.

"Are you kidding

?" "Am I joking with you?"

"Master...... You can't die without help

......!" As long as you are willing to save me, it can cost as much as you want!" Wang

Heng heard the other party's salty and non-trivial words on the phone, and immediately sacrificed his killer weapon.

However, the fat brother on the other end of the phone just sneered disdainfully.

"It's not a question of money or not!"

"Even if I rush over to save you now, it will take a lot of time.

"During this time, that ghost has killed you eight hundred times!" Hearing this,

Wang Heng's face couldn't help but turn white again.

"Big ...... Master, what should I do now?"

"Actually...... If you really want to live, there is no way!"

"What way?"

Wang Heng immediately hurriedly asked.

He had noticed that a lot of black gas was wafting out of the crack in his bedroom door.

"Hehehe...... Actually, it's simple!

" The fat guy chuckled and continued,

"Didn't you just say that you have a lot of money?"

"Yes...... yes!

" "How many exactly?" "

Yes...... There are more than 1.2 million cash, and there are ......

"cash?"

When the fat brother heard this, his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

The four of them glanced at each other, and then the fat brother continued:

"Haven't you heard the saying that money can make a ghost grind?" "

When he wants to kill you, you give him the money, and he won't harm you."

"Remember, you can give bundles by bundle, and if you give too little, you may not be able to use them.

"I'll talk about the rest later!"

"By the way, where is your house?" asked

the fat brother as he continued to pretend not to know.

"In Huxinyuan 2702, master, you remember to come quickly!" Wang

Heng said with a frightened face.

Looking at the evil ghosts approaching him step by step, Wang Heng stumbled and kept retreating.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me...... I'll give you money...... I'll give you money!" Wang

Heng said with a pale face, and then reached out and pulled open the dark compartment under the sofa.

He hurriedly grabbed a bundle of red banknotes and stuffed it into the demon's hand.

The ghost of the middle-aged man had already listened to the conversation between the two of them, and naturally knew what he should do next.

He first glanced at Wang Heng with a cold gaze.

Then in front of the other party, he began to count the money one by one.

"It turns out that the master said that he won't harm me anymore, is that what he meant? No wonder I was asked to give them bundles one by one!"

Looking at the evil ghost who was honestly standing in place and counting the money, Wang Heng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just when Wang Heng was hesitating whether he should take advantage of the ghost to count the money, he hurriedly ran away.

But when he saw that the ghost had put the money he had counted into his pocket, he pounced on him again.

"Come on!"

Wang Heng's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly grabbed a bundle of money and stuffed it into his hand.

"One ...... Two ...... Three ...... "

Die to Lao Tzu!"

"One ...... Two ...... Three ...... "

That's it, one person and one ghost get along very harmonious......ly!

Soon, an hour passed quietly.

"Speaking of which, fat brother, isn't it time for you to go?"

In the barbecue stall, Ye Yu looked at the time and said to the fat brother beside him.

"Uh...... Immediately, immediately!"

As he spoke, the fat brother spat out a lamb bone from his mouth.

He picked up a tissue from the table and touched his mouth, then got up with his rag bag on his shoulder.

in the room.

"What should I do, what should I do, why hasn't the master arrived yet?"

At this time, Wang Heng looked at the last bundle of money in his hand with a pale face.

"Give me ...... death"

Before the ghost's words fell, Wang Heng directly stuffed the last bundle of money in his hand into his hand.

Bang!

Just as he was secretly anxious, there was a loud noise at the door.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the poor road is coming!" As

he spoke, he saw the fat brother walking in like a two-hundred-pound uncle.

"Master...... You can be regarded as coming......"

Looking at the figure in front of him dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a peachwood sword, Wang Heng's eyes couldn't help but faintly have tears flickering.

"Wang Jushi, where is the evil ghost?"

"It's there!" As

he spoke, Wang Heng pointed to the figure standing in the living room counting the money, and he shrank behind the fat brother.

The ghost of the middle-aged man who was counting the money winked at the fat brother quietly.

After getting the other party's confirmation, a playful smile flashed in the fat brother's eyes.

"Master, why don't you do it yet?" Wang

Heng hid behind the fat brother, and when he saw that he had not moved for a long time, he couldn't help but ask weakly.

"Wang Jushi! As the saying goes, the Fa cannot be preached in person, and the Tao cannot be sold cheaply!"

"You haven't paid yet?" "

R......%@#...... N￥&**&...... M¥%......"

Hearing this, Wang Heng only had one sentence in his heart at the moment.

It's a pity that people have to bow their heads under the eaves!

When the words came to their mouths, they became:

"Yes, yes!"

"Then I don't know what the master's fee standard is?"

Wang Heng asked with a painful face.

"Then it depends on Wang Jushi, what do you plan to

do with the poor Dao Wenqi?" or Wuqi?" "Wenqi 8,008, Wuqi 88,000

!" "Wenqi is good, Wenqi is good

!" "It's good to say, pay first and then do things!"

As he spoke, the fat brother skillfully showed his collection code.

"Di!"

"Alipay has arrived at 8,800 yuan!" The

fat brother put away his mobile phone with satisfaction, and said to Wang Heng:

"Don't worry, Wang Jushi!"

"Poor Dao will set up an altar here to surpass the evil ghosts."

"After seven seven forty-nine days, everything will be back to normal!" "

Wang Defa

?" "Seven seven forty-nine days?" "Why am I going to be gone one day now, and you want me to see him for seven seven forty-nine days?"

Wang

Heng suddenly said angrily.

Maybe I felt that I was talking too much.

Thinking that he still had to ask for others, Wang Heng's tone suddenly softened again.

"Big ...... Master, isn't there a faster way?"

"Yes, you can just choose the martial arts

!" "However, eighty-eight thousand eight is inevitably too expensive!" Wang

Heng said with some pain.

"Wang Jushi, you'd better hurry up and decide! Look, he's going to move again!" Hearing

the hint from the fat brother, the ghost of the middle-aged man immediately pounced on Wang Heng.

"Big ...... Master

, save me, save me!" "Okay! I'll give! I'll give! 88,000 is 88,000!"

Seeing that the evil ghost came again, Wang Heng was suddenly frightened and shrank into the fat brother's arms.

"Uh...... Wang Jushi, if you don't come down again, I will also have to charge!" Looking

at Wang Heng, who was holding himself, the fat brother said with a strange expression.

"Drop!"

Soon, Wang Heng recharged another 80,000.

"Alipay has received 80,000 yuan!"

Looking at the numbers displayed on his mobile phone, and Wang Heng with a painful expression on his face, a touch of playfulness flashed in the fat brother's eyes.