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Chapter 595 Brother, lend me some money

Qi Ming and Qi Feng first went to see several other injured ghost messengers and found nothing unusual. Finally, they went to find Ouyang Baichuan.

Ouyang Baichuan was drinking in a relatively large bar. When they found him, he was surrounded by beauties, and the beautiful ghosts kept feeding him wine, looking so cool.

There were a lot of wine bottles on the table in front of him, and it was obvious that he had been drinking a lot.

"Ouyang Baichuan, aren't you recuperating at home?" Qi Feng crossed his arms and looked at Ouyang Baichuan expressionlessly.

Qi Ming stood behind, looking at Ouyang Baichuan vaguely.

When the other ghosts saw Qi Feng's high-level ghost uniform, the smiles on their faces disappeared immediately and they sat up straight.

Ouyang Baichuan, who was being fed by a beautiful woman, heard someone calling him, his eyes blurred, "Who called me?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Qi Feng standing in front of him. He sobered up instantly and a trace of panic flashed across his face, but soon he seemed to have thought of something and his expression turned into surprise.

He pushed away the two beautiful ghosts clinging to him, stood up excitedly and walked towards Qi Feng, but he was too excited and accidentally pulled the wound on his body, which made him grimace in pain. He staggered and almost fell, and sobered up a little.

Qi Feng supported him in time, and Ouyang Baichuan took the opportunity to put his arm around his shoulders and whispered in his ear: "Brother, help is needed, please lend me some money, cough cough cough..."

The smell of alcohol made Qi Feng's face turn black. How long had this guy been drinking?

Qi Feng gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to come to the bar to drink when you have no money."

Ouyang Baichuan smiled embarrassedly, "It was enough, but these two beauties wanted to drink with me just now, and I accidentally ordered too much. Now I'm still a little short. Just lend me five million."

Qi Feng ruthlessly rejected him, "No."

"Stop, cough, cough, cough..." Ouyang Baichuan couldn't help coughing when he was excited, and the smell of alcohol became even stronger when he coughed.

Qi Feng turned his head away in disgust and pushed Ouyang Baichuan away, almost knocking him to the ground.

"Ahem... We are brothers after all. You can't just watch me being pawned here to work and pay off my debts. I am still a patient after all."

If you drink without paying, you will be detained and forced to work, even if you are a ghost messenger.

Besides, he was too embarrassed to reveal his identity as a ghost. If other ghosts knew that he, a ghost general, could not afford to pay for drinks, how could he put his face aside?

Ouyang Baichuan appealed to Qi Feng's emotions and reason, trying to persuade him to lend him money.

Qi Feng remained unmoved and just looked at him expressionlessly, as if to say, you still know that you are a patient.

Ouyang Baichuan felt a little guilty when he was looked at by him. He put one hand on his shoulder, covered his chest and pretended to be sad, "For people in our line of work, we don't know if there will be a tomorrow after today, so of course we have to drink and enjoy today, so that we won't have regrets when we die."

Qi Feng pushed his hand away and said, "Working to pay off debts is also a kind of sentiment."

Ouyang Baichuan couldn't believe it, "If you really don't save me, we are no longer good brothers who can sleep in the same bed!"

"You came here just to see me, don't worry, I'm just playing around with them, you're my true love, honey, just give me some money~ I know you're the best."

Qi Ming: Hmm?

Other ghosts: Oh!
Qi Feng: “…”

This bastard has lost all his dignity just to borrow money!

"Who slept in the same bed with you? Don't talk nonsense!" Qi Feng clenched his fists and threatened coldly, "Don't force me to beat you in front of so many people."

It was as if if Ouyang Baichuan said one more disgusting word, he would know on the spot why the flowers were so red!
Ouyang Baichuan silently took a step back, his eyes glanced at Qi Ming beside him, and he immediately changed the subject, "Qi Ming, why are you here too?"

Qi Ming said calmly, "I heard that you were injured, so our leader sent me here to comfort you." As he said that, he took out a bag of spiritual fruits. There were many fresh oranges in the transparent plastic bag. The rich fruity fragrance instantly attracted the attention of many ghosts around.

The ghosts' eyes fell on the bag with burning gazes. Spiritual fruit! Such fresh spiritual fruit!
Ouyang Baichuan's eyes lit up, "Are these spiritual fruits gifts for me?!"

Wow, if I sell so many spiritual fruits, not only will I have enough money to pay for this meal of wine, but I will also have enough money to pay for many meals of wine in the future!
Look, look, the leader still cares about him!
The expressions of the ghosts who were drinking with Ouyang Baichuan suddenly became excited. With so many spiritual fruits, they would have to ask him to share some with them later.

Qi Ming nodded, and Ouyang Baichuan immediately reached out to take the bag, but before his hand touched the bag, Qi Ming took it away.

Ouyang Baichuan: “???”

What are you doing? Isn’t this a comfort gift for him? Why are you keeping it away and not giving it to him?
Qi Ming explained calmly, "But I see that Lord Ouyang is full of energy and doesn't look injured at all. I guess he won't need these fruits anymore."

Ouyang Baichuan: "Of course it's useful!"

He suddenly burst into a violent coughing fit, so violent that it seemed as if he was going to cough out his lungs, and it was earth-shaking.

Ouyang Baichuan covered his chest with his hands, looking weak, "Master Qi Ming, I really need this."

Qi Ming looked at him with a smile without saying anything, as if to say, "I'll just watch your performance."

"No, I'm really injured!" Ouyang Baichuan: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Old Wu."

Old Wu is the ghost doctor who is responsible for healing the ghost generals stationed in the Abyss of the Netherworld.

Qi Ming nodded, "Okay, let's go ask now."

After saying that, he turned and left, and Qi Feng followed him.

"???"

Ouyang Baichuan was dumbfounded as he watched them leave. "Hey, no, you can call and ask. If you didn't bring your phone, I can call you!"

What era is it now? Why is it necessary to ask in person?

Wouldn't it be faster to just make a phone call?
"Hey, hey, hey...just listen to me." Ouyang Baichuan hurriedly chased after him, but was stopped by the bar's security at the door.

"Sir, you haven't paid yet."

Ouyang Baichuan: "Put it on my account first."

"Sir, we don't sell on credit."

"..."

Ouyang Baichuan looked at their figures getting farther and farther away, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Qi Ming and Qi Feng slowed down their pace when they walked out of the bar.

Qi Feng whispered, "Is there a problem?"

He had just checked and found that Ouyang Baichuan was indeed injured.

Qi Ming shook his head, "No problem."

He did not sense any demon aura from Ouyang Baichuan. He did have injuries from the Demon Mother, and it was not a lie.

But this cannot rule out the possibility that there is another Japanese devil among them. After all, that person is best at disguise and is not so easy to catch.

Qi Feng felt relieved when he heard this answer. In his heart, he didn't want his companions to be brutal devils.