The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

I left him in the air for two months, and he didn't show up when he came back, and he lied that he was a retreat. Can you cook a table of food in **** retreat?

"Hey! What do you mean!" Cai Qian was angry, and slapped the bowls and chopsticks on the table with a snap, yelling: "How can our husband tolerate you insulting for no reason!"

After Zheng Quzhi roared his voice, he almost calmed his anger. He just sneered when he heard that, and the mood for eating was gone, so he got up and went back to his room.

Thanks to the instant noodles in his suitcase, he hurriedly boiled the pot of hot water, and he solved the meal simply.

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The next day he slept three poles in the sun, and no one came to bother him. The people in Wei's house suddenly became busy, and no one was seen. After a few days, Zheng Quzhi went out after washing up and waking up naturally one morning.

The gatekeeper didn't stop him either. It was only after leaving Wei's house that he remembered that it was very inconvenient to take a taxi here. Fortunately, when the sun was not strong, Zheng Quzhi went back to Wei's house again, stole a bicycle that he didn't know who it was, and went out again.

The sun was just right, and the breeze gave a comfortable coolness on his face. There was a ramp that was quite long. Zheng Quzhi pulled off his mask, spread his hands on the road, and shouted, "I'll go to your mother's Wei house! I get out!"

Before he finished speaking, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy suddenly appeared on the ground. Zheng Qu knew his pupils were shrinking, and he quickly stopped the car, but he didn't want to pretend to be forced. He quickly dropped his bicycle and ran to the boy.

The boy was dyed with colorful hair, and his arms exposed to the air had large tattoos extending into the clothes, and he didn't know what the tattoo was.

Next to the boy was a cool motorcycle, which was still smoking. Seeing someone came, the boy cursed, "Grandpa **** your ancestor for the eighteenth generation! What do you look at! I haven't seen a handsome guy!"

He was full of swear words and smelled of alcohol and tobacco, and he was a socially unhealthy teenager.

Zheng Quzhi looked around and saw that the boy's leg was a little distorted. He guessed it was a fracture, so he took out his phone and said, "I've seen a lot of handsome guys. This is the first time I have seen a handsome guy like you."

"What are you doing! Put down your phone! Your grandpa, I don't need an ambulance!" the boy shouted with a red neck.

"What ambulance? I called the police. Minors still dared to ride a motor vehicle and let the police uncle educate you." Zheng Quzhi raised his eyebrows and said unceremoniously.

Upon hearing this, the boy was obviously panicked, "Big Brother, Big Brother! I was wrong!"

Gee, kid.

Zheng Quzhi shook his head. What a restless little boy who just came out to mess with society?

But the call was delayed, the cold female voice rang, Zheng Quzhi frowned: "Why there is no signal?"

"Brother, can you help me?" The boy suddenly grabbed Zheng Quzhi's trouser legs.

"Isn't this calling you?" Zheng Quzhi looked down and saw that there was no signal on the cell phone. He frowned and cursed, "What the hell, why there is no signal!"

"It's not that." The boy's eyes darkened, "My parents locked me in a place, can you help me escape?"

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi looked up and down the young man a few times, "Escape? Where can your parents lock you? It's for you as well, right? What did you escape?"

"Just say, can't you help!" A cruel expression was suddenly drawn across the boy's face, and he roared fiercely.

"Are you asking for help?" Zheng Quzhi got up and shook his legs: "Don't drag me, I won't help."

The appearance of this little wolf pup doesn't seem to be a big problem, he should go to the place where there is a signal and call 120 to find an ambulance to rescue him.

"Don't help?" The young man gritted his teeth and gripped his hands tighter, threatening: "I know you, are you a star? If you don't help me, I will say you hit me and escaped! Let you ruin! "

Realistic Farmer and Snake?

Zheng Quzhi frowned, "What are you talking about? I'm just an ordinary salesperson, not a star."

As soon as the voice fell, the young man quickly took out a cell phone, took a few photos at him, turned on the camera, and shouted: "If this person hits me, I don't care about me, he wants to run away..."

"Enough!" This little bastard! Zheng Quzhi was about to seize the phone, but he still couldn't keep up with the young man's agile hands and feet, so he immediately hid the phone behind him.

"Brother, this job is very simple for you adults, don't you help me!" The young man suddenly softened his tone and said pitifully. He even struggled to kneel on the ground and knocked Zheng Quzhi a few heads: "Please, it's too painful to be inside, please help me!"

A half-year-old child knelt down and begged himself like this. Zheng Qu knew that his heart was complicated, and he was afraid that people passing by would see a misunderstanding. He hurriedly bit the bullet and pulled the boy: "When you get up, the man has gold under his knees. How can you kneel at every turn? thing!"

"If you don't help me, I won't get up!" The young man threatened viciously again.

Ass!

Zheng Qu knew the black face, and heard the sound of the car not far away, so he had to replied perfunctorily: "Okay, can I help you?"

As soon as the voice fell, the foot loosened, the teenager lay back, looking up at the sky, his expression was a little complicated, and a few seconds later a strange smile suddenly appeared: "Thank you..."

Zheng Quzhi frowned, a flash of light flashed across his head, staring stiffly at the ground. Now the sun is still hanging brightly in the sky, but there is only one person's shadow on the ground?

The familiar headache suddenly appeared again. Zheng Quzhi covered his head and stepped back in horror.

Oh shit! Is this a **** dead person?

The young man seemed to have not noticed Zheng Quzhi's strangeness, staring at the sky for a moment, with a strange smile on his face. Zheng Quzhi hurriedly retracted his sight, hurriedly picked up the bicycle, and rode back like crazy.

Strange to say, I just heard the sound of a car getting close, but so far I haven't seen a car on this road.

The downhill just now turned into an uphill, Zheng Quzhi pedaled for a long time, a pull came from behind, and the car fell back again.

"Fucking me, I have no grievances and no grudges against you, what do you bother me for!" Zheng Quzhi glared at the young man who was pulling his back seat.

The young man was still sitting half-lying on the ground, with various bruises and scars on his face, and his clothes became dirty. The tattooed part on his arm was bloody, invisible. The original appearance, the colorful hair also disappeared, has become a bald head. I don't know what shaved hair I used, and his bare head is full of scars.

"You promised me." The young man grinned and grinned broadly: "You have to do it if you promise me."

"People and ghosts have different paths, I can't do your business." Zheng Quzhi gritted his teeth. At any rate, he was a person who had experienced several big scenes with Wei Yan. He soon calmed down and looked at the boy indifferently: "You are dead. Now, I don’t have much ability. If you have any more wishes, go to the Wei’s house and find the person named Wei Yan."