The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

Wei Yan picked up the chainsaw, weighed it a few times, his eyes filled with excitement, and turned his head to look at Zheng Quzhi: "Huh?"

Taking a few steps back subconsciously, Zheng Quzhi squeezed a smile on his face: "Yes, I reflect on it! I've been a lot of naughty during this time. Mr. Wei, even if you criticize me, I will change it next time!"

Wei Yan retracted his gaze, picked up the bead in one hand, and said to Zheng Quzhi: "The scene will be a bit bloody, stay here."

He didn't want Zheng Quzhi to come in vertically and go out sideways.

If you're really frightened, maybe you won't come in with him next time.

Zheng Quzhi swallowed and nodded stiffly. Then, watching Wei Yan holding a chainsaw in one hand and beads in the other, he walked upstairs step by step like a ghost in a horror movie.

Suddenly worry about the evil spirits?

After standing in the circle for a long time, I heard all kinds of voices from upstairs. His legs trembled, and he glanced at the red-lipsed woman who had passed out. He couldn't help but walked over and shook her vigorously.

Damn, don't let him be scared alone!

"Fuck! Wake up!" He grabbed the red-lipsed woman's shoulders and dangled, if it weren't for seeing her as a woman, he would want to punch her.

The woman with red lips finally woke up, her eyes were ignorant and surprised. After seeing Zheng Quzhi's face, her eyes became bigger and bigger.

"Ah ah ah ah ah -" The screams from upstairs rang again.

Looking at the sober face of the woman with red lips, Zheng Quzhi felt more comfortable and explained maliciously: "Mr. Wei took the chainsaw upstairs. We can go out only if we kill that evil spirit. You know how to kill. Is it? Just tear off his scalp and saw off his head."

The woman with red lips was not as scared as Zheng Quzhi imagined. Instead, she sighed in relief and lay back on the ground as if prostration. She calmly asked, "Mr. Zheng, is that gentleman very powerful?"

Zheng Quzhi, whose brain was blank just now, became alert for an instant, got up and stepped back a few steps, returned to the blood circle just now, and asked, "How do you know me?"

If I remember correctly, he didn't introduce himself?

Upon hearing this, the woman with red lips teased the corners of her mouth: "Did you not be on the hot search some time ago?"

Zheng Quzhi stayed silent, and his life during this period made him forget that he was a public figure. Seeing this woman's appearance, she doesn't seem to like herself very much, mostly black powder.

Thinking of this, he turned around silently, turned his back to her and said nothing. In front of black fans, no matter what you say or do is wrong. Because if you really hate a person, even if he doesn't do anything and just breathes, you will find him hated.

"My name is Wen Yi." The woman with red lips introduced herself to herself, "I'm also an actor, but I just debuted and I am a newcomer. You probably haven't seen me."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Quzhi looked back at her a few more times.

Unexpectedly, this is still a colleague, so it shouldn't be his black fan. But the entertainment industry is so complicated, he still doesn't want to talk to Wen Yi, he just nodded and politely replied: "Hello, this is Zheng Quzhi."

"Why are you so far away from me?" Wen Yi probably felt safe, and couldn't stand it anymore. It didn't take long for Zheng Quzhi to hook up again.

"Miss Wen, don't forget." Zheng Quzhi took a deep breath, glanced at the old man who was still lying still, and said mercilessly: "You may not be able to go out now if you are unsure about your life or death. So save some effort. , Don’t be too optimistic."

"Me?" Wen Yi raised her eyebrows, a trace of confidence flashed across her pretty face: "I can definitely go out."

Who gives you the confidence...

Zheng Quzhi sighed and ignored her. The movement upstairs suddenly became smaller, but after about twenty minutes, Wei Yan still did not get down from above.

He was a little disturbed.

But Wen Yi seemed to be really relieved. She lay on the side of the old man and said admiringly to the old man: "You are so powerful. You can handle such dangerous and mysterious things. !"

Unlike herself, when she came to this strange place, the first thing she showed up was fear. I have been flustered all the time, and now I feel relieved.

Fortunately, she doesn't have any fans here, otherwise she would really lose her fans.

"What's the difference between life and death?" The old man said, because he hadn't spoken for too long, his voice was hoarse: "It's better to be alive than to die. It's better to be dead. If you don't have any concerns, you will be relaxed."

Then Zheng Quzhi was surprised by the mourning words. What happened to the old man who could say these words? He was so desperate for this world.

Da da da--

There was the sound of footsteps downstairs, Zheng Quzhi's scalp was numb, and he instantly looked towards the direction of the stairs, unable to hold his breath. The evil spirit looked very powerful, and I didn't know if Wei Yan succeeded.

Wen Yi also got up from the ground nervously, uneasy and nervous in his eyes, but more of a surprise. Although she saw the man in the shirt for the first time, she knew that this man must be very strong.

She has always been very accurate in seeing people, this man is not easy.

And that evil spirit was not the man's opponent at all.

Sure enough, the figure of the man appeared. He was still full of coldness, the chainsaw in his right hand was gone, but his left hand was still the same as when he went up, carrying the evil spirit that looked like a bead.

Zhuzhu's clothes were splattered with blood, her face was blank, and her eyes were full of fear. For a while, people couldn't tell whether she was an evil spirit or a bead.

咚——

The man dropped the person on his hand to the ground, Wen Yi's eyes shrank and he hung his head quickly. It seems that it is an evil spirit.

"Mr. Wei, is it resolved?" Zheng Quzhi reacted and asked nonsense as soon as he said the words. If it is not resolved, can Wei Yan come down with a calm expression?

But Wei Yan frowned unexpectedly, and answered Shen Shen, "No."

Actually not?

Zheng Quzhi was a little startled, and said in disbelief: "No?"

"Hey hey hey hey...I really don't blame me for this..." The evil spirit started crying there again, and it cried bitterly: "I didn't expect other evil spirits to cause trouble too!"

"Anyway, leave here first." Wei Yan closed his eyes impatiently, turned his back to the crowd, and opened his eyes quickly.

***

"Mr. Wei!"

The familiar voice made Zheng Quzhi regain his senses. He settled and looked around. He didn't know when, he returned to the haunted house and stood on the corridor of the hospital.

The previous policemen surrounded the slender Wei Yan, with anxious faces: "Are you all right? What about the missing?"

Wei Yan's face was muted, and his plain, watery eyes glanced at them, with a bad tone: "It's too close."

The police were stunned and didn't seem to realize what this meant.