The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

"You have a lot of glib and tongue." The man suddenly said, looking at Zheng Quzhi with complicated and resentful eyes.

"Generally so." Zheng Quzhi squinted his eyes, squeezed the small bead in his pocket calmly, and whispered a deep name.

If I remember correctly, the person in front of him is a certain prince Shen Bi, who is usually not favored, and looks like an honest person who is dull and silent. Who could have thought that this person would show his fangs at last, and caught Shen Qu and others by surprise.

There are three enemy people, and we have only two. This is too unreasonable. You must find a helper, and a villain like Shen Bi is only a small overlord like Shen Dao that can help him.

It just so happened to be able to narrow the distance between Wei Yan and Shen Dao this time.

Thinking like this, he took out a black pill from his pocket and handed it to Wei Chen: "Eat this."

Wei Chen glanced at him carelessly, without asking why, he stretched out his hand to twist the pill and quickly put it in his mouth. After chewing, he commented with disgust: "It's extremely unpalatable."

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Huaian suddenly rushed over.

Zheng Quzhi's eyes flashed, and somehow he remembered Wei Yan's words that people were more difficult to deal with than dirty things, and he immediately stood in front of Wei Chen and kicked him.

Yang Huai'an came from a police academy and was quick to respond. He quickly closed his movements and reached out to grab Zheng Quzhi's feet.

Of course, Zheng Quzhi wouldn't let Yang Huai'an catch him stupidly, so he hurried to the side and punched out a few more punches out of nowhere. Sometimes those who have practiced are afraid of them being like this, because they don't know what the opponent's next move will be, or where the opponent's lower limit is.

The corners of Yang Huai'an's mouth twitched slightly after his shoelaces were untied, and he was about to kick him when he saw another person in the air.

Long hair fluttering, full of ancient atmosphere.

"Hey, little brother, you can't beat him!" Wanqiu flicked his sleeves pretentiously, half covering his face shyly.

Yanghuai'an: "..."

On the other side, Wei Chen had already fought with Shen Bi. Shen Bi was a difficult one, with a gloomy face full of murderous intent, as if he was going to swallow Wei Chen alive. Wei Chen was not to be outdone, because the man in front of him caused him to die tragically, and the **** hatred in it was not to mention.

Wu Keyou stood by for a long time, then rushed towards Zheng Quzhi. Zheng Quzhi was delighted at first sight, and it happened that Yanghuai couldn't beat him. This little white face can always beat him? He said: "Wanqiu, this Xiaoyang brother will be handed over to you!"

"Okay!" Wanqiu said while blocking Yang Huai'an who wanted to chase Zheng Quzhi, and blinked: "Brother, how can you eat the bowl and watch the pot! You can't do two things at once!"

Yang Huai'an jumped with brows and eyes, and he was surrounded by almost full-blooded big men. He had never seen such a mother before, and shouted to himself as a little brother. Yang Huai'an endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back a fist.

To deal with such a person, Wanqiu is naturally relaxed, jumping around like teasing on Yanghuai'an, making Yanghuai'an angry.

And Wu Keyu didn't get any benefits. He was almost arrested some time ago because of drug abuse. Now he is still very vacant. How could he be Zheng Quzhi's opponent who had been fighting since he was a child?

Within a few seconds, Zheng Quzhi was pressed to the ground to beg for mercy.

On the contrary, Wei Chen was a bit difficult to deal with. Shen Bi didn't know what method he had used to survive until now. Relying on that little bit of dragon energy, he suppressed a lot of Wei Chen's hostility.

Zheng Quzhi frowned when he saw it, and simply sat on Wu Keyu's back, chanting the Mantra of Rebirth. After reading it several times and seeing it all was invalid, he quickly took out the talisman, bit his fingertips and quickly drew a few talisman and threw it over.

Without Wei Chen, Shen Qu would have been able to ascend to the throne, and Zheng Quzhi would have something to say about dragon spirit.

Throwing the talisman over, Wei Chen was unscathed, but he yelled Shen Bi hot. Wei Chen took the opportunity to break Shen Bi's legs and stepped on the ground.

"Okay... the big prince praised by the father is actually such a disgusting appearance!" Shen Bi laughed, his spiteful gaze directed towards Zheng Quzhi: "Brother Emperor, Brother Emperor, your father is proud of you all his life. But because you have no face to face your ancestors hahahahahaha! Funny! Funny!"

With a smile, his body melted suddenly, and a stench was emitted in the air at the same time. Shen Bi's body gradually melted into a semi-viscous liquid, which gradually spread out.

Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened, even Wu Keyou stared at him in disbelief. Seeing that the liquid was about to overflow to him, he hurriedly screamed, "Zheng Quzhi! You let me go! I want to get up! I want to get up!!!"

He raised his head vigorously, or the liquid would touch his face.

Zheng Quzhi only hesitated for a moment, but after all he let him go.

Unexpectedly, when Wu Keyou got up, he grabbed Zheng Quzhi and slammed into the liquid. I don't know how he came so hard, Zheng Quzhi didn't react, and he was about to fall.

Wei Chen's eyes flashed, he hooked the person back, and stretched out a kick to Wu Keyou.

With a scream, Wu Keyou fell onto the liquid, and immediately afterwards, Wu Keyou's body began to melt! ! ! Wu Keyou was so frightened that he wanted to get up and then fell down, but his legs were the first to dissolve, and they were already thick.

It happened that he was not dead yet. Seeing his appearance gradually disappearing, he couldn't help but let out a scream. After a long while, he crawled to Wei Chen's side: "Mr. Wei, save me! Mr. Wei!!!... "

Finally, there was no voice. The eyeballs on the ground have not melted yet, and they are especially strange in the mixed liquid of various colors.

Suddenly, the liquid began to recover again.

Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened, and his scalp was numb. There was another flute sound. Zheng Quzhi tilted his head to look over and saw Yang Huaian holding a flute in his hand and playing with his head down.

"What are you doing!" Zheng Quzhi only felt bad, but he didn't stop it, and suddenly there was a strong wind around him.

The situation in front of him was a little unrealistic, Zheng Quzhi immediately became nervous, and suddenly noticed a strong wind, and he was busy trying to hide. Wei Chen also reacted and dragged Zheng Quzhi away for a long distance.

As the fog gradually thickened, Zheng Quzhi vaguely saw that the pool of liquid had become a person, so he resisted the disgusting curse: "Yanghuai'an, where the **** did you learn this crooked way!"

Yang Huai'an did not return to him, and the whole house suddenly became very quiet.

Zheng Quzhi became nervous, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Wei Yan, but he didn't expect him to hide. Zheng Quzhi was stunned for a while before realizing that this was Wei Chen.

"What are you hiding?" Zheng Qu knew anger.

Wei Chen remained silent, looking at Zheng Quzhi with complicated eyes. Now that he knew that the other party was not Shen Qu, he didn't want to get close to him.

Bell Bell Bell——

The crisp bell sound suddenly rang.

Zheng Quzhi's pupils shrank suddenly: "It's Luo Xintong!"