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Chapter 551 Fried Pork with Bamboo Shoots
"Sir...are you okay?" The female ghost next to him tried to shift her gaze from the blood on the table to Ouyang Baichuan, and asked carefully.

Ouyang Baichuan covered his chest, the burning pain spreading from his chest to all parts of his body, and suddenly he smiled.

What a pity, there is so much food.

"I'm fine," Ouyang Baichuan raised his head and looked at the ghosts in the box. The highest level of cultivation among these ghosts was only an evil ghost. The lower the level of cultivation and the more turbid the soul, the less resistance the ghosts had to his blood.

Seeing that their eyes were full of desire for the blood he spat out, his eyes were filled with a cold and gloomy light.

"Everyone, I recently found a very interesting place, do you want to go and have fun?"

"Where?" One of the male ghosts reluctantly moved his gaze to Ouyang Baichuan, his eyes fell on the corner of his mouth, and the desire in his eyes became stronger.

Ouyang Baichuan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled like an innocent boy, without any danger at all.

“It’s certainly an interesting place.”

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and then a large black hole suddenly appeared on the roof of the private room, and many black ghost claws stretched out from the depths of the black hole.

Before the other ghosts could react, they were instantly grabbed by the ghost claws and dragged into the black hole. Without even making a sound, all the ghosts in the house disappeared, including Ouyang Baichuan and the black hole.

The blood splattered on the table and the ground disappeared, and the entire private room was clean and tidy, as if no ghost had ever been there.

Half a minute later, the bartender came in with drinks, looked at the empty box, and stood there in a daze.

Hey? Where are the guests here?
"What are you doing here?" a colleague passed by from behind and stopped to ask.

The waiter left the box in confusion, "Wasn't there a guest in this room just now?"

His colleague looked at him with a drunken expression, "This box hasn't been used today, where did the guest come from?"

Waiter: ? ? Did he remember it wrongly?

"Your wine is not supposed to be delivered to room 414, right? You must have gone to the wrong place."

"Isn't this 414... ah, I saw it wrong!"

The waiter left and found that this private room was not 414. He looked annoyed and said, "The superiors have been checking every day recently. I am getting a nervous breakdown."

Colleague: "Who isn't like that? I don't know what's wrong with you. You keep doing that every day..."

Suddenly, the waiter saw several figures in black uniforms in front of him and hurriedly stopped his colleague from complaining, "Hurry up and deliver the wine to the guests. It will be bad if the guests are waiting impatiently."

As he spoke, he winked at his colleague. Having worked in the bar for so many years, his colleague naturally understood what he meant and immediately shut up and stopped talking. The two ghosts left quickly and went back to their respective jobs.

Qi Feng brought his undercover men to the door of the private room where they had just stood, pushed the door open and walked in, and the scene inside the room was in full view.

Several Yincha behind him entered one after another, checked carefully, and found nothing unusual.

"Sir, there is nothing unusual here." The ghost beside Qi Feng wondered if he was wrong, there was no breath of the Netherworld here.

But when he saw Qi Feng's stern face, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Didn't Ouyang Baichuan come to the bar today?" Qi Feng suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the scene.

Ouyang Baichuan has been resting at home in recent days due to his injury. He is the kind of person who can't sit still and has to go out for a drink even when he is resting at home.

"Lord Ouyang Baichuan?"

The yinchai beside him was stunned for a moment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his head, "I didn't see Lord Ouyang Baichuan come to the bar today."

"I see. You guys check this bar carefully."

Qi Feng left after saying this.

A few minutes later, Qi Feng appeared where Ouyang Baichuan lived.

Ouyang Baichuan lived in a large antique villa, not too far from where Qi Feng lived.
He walked in familiarly, and as soon as he entered, he heard Ouyang Baichuan's cursing voice coming from inside.

"Come on, come on! Damn! This guy is a pig, he fights so poorly!"

When Qi Feng approached, he saw Ouyang Baichuan in pajamas playing games on the sofa.

"Ouyang, are you going to drink?" he asked casually.

"Drink!" Ouyang Baichuan turned his head in surprise, looking at Qi Feng with sparkling eyes, "You want to buy me a drink!"

Qi Feng said expressionlessly, "Didn't you say you were injured?"

“……”The air suddenly became quiet.

During this interval, the game was over and Ouyang Baichuan lost.

But he didn't have time to care about all this now. His eyes rolled and he suddenly started coughing, "Cough cough cough...Qi Feng, you're here to see me, come and sit over here."

If you pretend, I will watch you pretend.

Qi Feng folded his arms across his chest and just looked at him expressionlessly.

Ouyang Baichuan was not embarrassed by having his truth discovered. He acted more seriously and coughed more vigorously.

His thin body was shaking as if he would cough to death in the next second.

"Qi Feng...I...I feel like I'm dying. Please buy me some fruit to eat."

Qi Feng: "What kind of fruit do you like to eat?"

"It's time to eat oranges now. Please buy me some oranges. I love them... cough cough cough..."

"There are no oranges, only bamboo shoots to eat."

"What bamboo shoots?"

"Stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat."

Ouyang Baichuan: “???”

What is stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat?

Qi Feng clenched his fists and said, "I'll do it for you now."

Ouyang Baichuan: “!!!”

not good!

Qi Feng clenched his fists, rushed towards Ouyang Baichuan quickly, and punched him in the face.

"Fuck! Qi Feng, you are not a human! You still hit me even though I was injured!"

Ouyang Baichuan hurriedly dodged Qi Feng's attack.

Qi Feng snorted coldly and kicked out, "You used your injury as an excuse to stay at home instead of working and went out to drink. Tell me, do you think you deserve a beating?"

"I am really injured!" Ouyang Baichuan explained while dodging, "Qi Feng, if you continue like this I will fight back!"

"Don't think I can't beat you just because I'm injured!"

"You couldn't beat me in the first place."

"..."

This is too much. Do you really think he is easy to bully?

Ouyang Baichuan stopped dodging and began to fight back head-on.

The two of them were fighting with punches and palms.

But in the end, Ouyang Baichuan was no match for Qi Feng and was knocked to the ground by a punch from the other party.

Ouyang Baichuan sat on the ground and complained angrily, "Qi Feng, you beast, why are you so mean! I just wanted to take a few days off because of my injury, and you treated me like this!"

"I work diligently every day, so what's wrong with taking a few days off? If you have the guts, go get injured and take a rest yourself!!"

Faced with his accusation, Qi Feng did not answer, but just stared at him with an inquiring look.

Such a look made Ouyang Baichuan feel uneasy, and his anger suddenly subsided. "You... say something, what do you mean by looking at me like that?"

"You don't like me, do you? I told you I don't like men!"

Ouyang Baichuan hugged himself tightly and trembled.

Qi Feng retracted his gaze, "Since your injury has healed, go to work in the evening and don't think about being lazy every day."

Ouyang Baichuan: “…”