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Chapter 51 The boss passed by again
"Boss!" Nan Wangshu didn't need to look at the ghost mask to know that it was Wen Buqi who saved her again. She grabbed Wen Buqi's sleeve and looked at him: "You passed by again!"

Wen Buqi hummed lightly, and then exerted strength in his hand, the three ghost-exorcism charms spontaneously ignited in his hand, turned into fly ash and were thrown back on the old man, the old man was scalded by the fly ash with sparks, "Ouch!" "Ouch" jumping up and down, acting funny like a clown.

Nan Wangshu couldn't help but hid behind Wen Buqi and laughed out loud. Only then did she realize that when Wen Buqi suddenly appeared to save them, she was the only one lucky enough to stand behind Wen Buqi, while Shao Wen and Zhang Yuanyuan They were thrown on the other side of the sofa and fell on their backs. At this moment, the two sitting up looked blankly at Nan Wangshu and looked at Nan Wangshu with resentment.A moment later, Shao Wen got up from the sofa with a face of resentment and ran behind Wen Buqi, seemingly inadvertently pushed Nan Wangshu aside, and then grabbed Wen Buqi's sleeve and held it. He shouted: "Boss, why are you here?"

Wen Buqi didn't turn his head when he heard the words, he just reached behind his back and pulled out the clothes from Shao Wen's hands, and stuffed them back into Nan Wangshu's hands.

Shao Wen's eyes widened in disbelief, and the blindfolded Nan Wangshu held the cold and silky corner of his clothes and smiled at Shao Wen: Xiao Mian, I'm the boss's gossip cp!No, why is she a little complacent and proud?
The old man, who was thrown by the fly ash, had a face like a cat. He patted off the ashes of the talisman paper on his body, pointed at Wen Buqi and shouted: "What the hell are you? You are not afraid of my exorcism talisman?"

Wen Buqi snorted coldly: "You dare to hurt me, do you think your lifespan is too long?"

"Your errand?" The old man was thinking about this sentence, and his face was full of surprise after realizing it: "Could it be that you are... Are you a subordinate of which palace of the Ten Palaces of Hades?"

Wen Buqi sneered as if he heard some joke: "Subordinate?"

The old man was confused by his tone and attitude, and his eyes rolled back and forth on him a few times, as if he was making sure whether he could beat him. After a while, the old man who was sure he couldn't beat him smiled flatteringly: "My lord , yin does shady things, yang has yang, we are not on the same path, we should not interfere with each other, although I took Mr. Lin's money, but I am not here to stop you, if you continue to do your business, I will I won't bother you, let me say goodbye!." The old man was about to run away as soon as he raised his foot, but Wen Buqi could give him a chance to run away when he hurt someone.

His phoenix eyes narrowed behind the mask, and he stretched out his hand to call out a cloud of black mist to wrap the old man in place, then he raised his foot and walked slowly in front of the old man, leaning over, his lips parted slightly, and a voice as cold as an ice cone said: "You The person who hurt me just wants to leave without disturbing each other?"

"Then what are you going to do?" the old man asked tremblingly.

Wen Buqi smiled playfully, and stretched out his hand to evacuate the black smoke that entangled him: "Well, let's play a game, I will let you go, you run, and see if I can catch you."

"You," the old man swallowed nervously, his wrinkled face trembling a few times: "What do you want to do? I'm not interested in playing any games with you. The King of Hades will sue you!"

"Ah~~" Wen Buqi turned a deaf ear to his words, and only said: "You don't want to play games, if you don't want to play, just start." As soon as the words fell, Wen Buqi shot suddenly, and a group of purple-black light beams instantly appeared Condensed in his hands, he smashed straight at the old man with the power of lightning. If he was hit by this blow, he would be killed in one blow!
The old man had been prepared for a long time. At the moment when the purple-black beam hit his head, he waved his hand and dodged sideways, but he didn't dodge completely. Half of his body was still brushed by the purple-black beam, but it was just this The passing force knocked him to the ground. In an instant, his clothes were torn, his skin was torn, his hair exploded, and sporadic and mottled blood stains covered his head and body. The severe pain made him lie on the ground and gasped violently. Staring at Wen Buqi's slowly approaching figure, he asked tremblingly, "You, do you want to kill me?"

Wen Buqi looked at him condescendingly, and was about to say something, but then his eyes froze when he saw a dark tattoo exposed under the torn clothes on the back of the old man's neck.

He squatted down and tore apart the broken fabric next to the tattoo, revealing the full tattoo.

It was an extremely strange pattern. The pure black tattoo was not colored. On the top was a pictograph similar to a person, and below it was a skull surrounding the city. The pictograph stepped on the skull, and one side resembled an arm. There is also a skull under the line, as if the winner is carrying the loser's head and stepping on the captive's head to show off his victory.

The moment he saw the pattern clearly, Wen Buqi's breath tightened suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the old man's hair that exploded like straws and lifted him up, forcing him to raise his head and look directly at himself: "I spare your life, Go back and tell Bai Qing, oh no, he should be called Bai Wuxiang now, tell him to pack up his life, and I will take it at any time! Get out!"

After finishing speaking, Wen Buqi let go and threw the old man's head on the ground, stood up, waved his hand and opened the locked door out of thin air, the old man didn't dare to delay even a second when he saw this, he staggered to his feet and rolled Run away with the crawler, and at the same time his figure disappeared at the door of the villa, Wen Buqi grabbed the air in front of him with his bare hands, and immediately two small paper figures the size of a palm appeared in his hands, one of which followed closely He chased it out and stuck it on the old man's back, while the other one was grabbed by Wen Buqi and said something in a low voice, then flew out too.

The three of Nan Wangshu and Lin Bowei, who was tied up, were stunned by what happened just now. Wen Buqi turned around and walked to Nan Wangshu and spoke slowly, his voice had returned to his usual indifference and calmness. : "Where is the injury?"

"Ah?" Nan Wangshu came back to his senses and moved his sore body: "It didn't hurt anywhere, it was just hurt, it's okay."

Wen Buqi shook his head: "Being hit by the ghost exorcism talisman will definitely hurt the soul, you need to check it carefully, don't do the rest of the tasks, you go to the sofa to rest for a while, let them Go for the two, and after the task is over, you and I will go back to the Palace of Death."

Nan Wangshu was flattered and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Wen Buqi refused to give her this chance, took her hand and took her to the sofa to sit down, and said to the stunned Shao Wen and Zhang Yuanyuan: "You two continue .”

The two stared at each other, you looked at me and I looked at you, with blank and nervous faces, Shao Wen gritted her teeth and asked Zhang Yuanyuan: "Continue? How to proceed? What should I do next?"

Zhang Yuanyuan glanced at Nan Wangshu while calling for help, "I seem to know, but I dare not move when the boss is here!"

(End of this chapter)