He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

Yang Guang took a step forward, pointing the pliers at the shrew.

"What's wrong?"

"You want to try my special 'big slap' too?"

"Or is there something wrong with your mouth that you need me to pull out all those yellow teeth?"

Hearing Yang Guang's seemingly casual yet chilling words...

The man with the boils felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

Involuntarily, he took a large step back in fear.

He never expected this.

The young man in front of me, dressed in tattered sportswear and spouting rhymes, looked to be no more than twenty years old.

That's incredibly fierce!

He not only slapped down all the zombies in his room, but also wiped them out with a single blow.

Now even the most vicious ghosts can be treated like toys and manipulated at will.

I, a heretical cultivator who raises corpses through unorthodox methods, am nothing but a fart in front of them!

run!

The only thought left in the man's mind was this.

A wise man doesn't suffer a loss he can't avoid; as long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood.

Once you leave this hospital.

In this vast sea of ​​people, where is this kid looking for himself?

He gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Yang Guang, and uttered a classic villainous line: "Kid, you just wait!"

"This isn't over!"

"We'll see!"

Done.

Without hesitation, he turned around, abandoning even the walking corpses on the ground and the female ghost in mid-air.

He immediately set off, ready to sprint towards another exit of the underground passage.

That speed was even faster than a 100-meter sprinter.

"We'll see?"

"I hate it when people talk nonsense to me like this."

Yang Guang sneered, weighed the pliers in his hand, and suddenly exerted force with his arm.

"Go to hell!"

The rusty pliers in his hand shot out like a cannonball, whistling through the air.

"Bang!"

A dull thud that made your teeth ache.

Immediately following was the crisp sound of bones breaking.

"ah!!!"

The cowardly man let out a miserable scream like a pig being slaughtered.

He instantly lost his balance and collapsed heavily onto the concrete floor like a dead dog.

The pliers struck his right calf with perfect accuracy.

The immense impact smashed his shinbone out of his flesh.

The stark white bone fragments were exposed to the air.

Blood instantly pooled on the ground.

"Ouch, my leg!"

"I have broken my leg!"

The man with the boil was clutching his bloodied right leg and rolling around on the ground in agony.

The pain was so intense that tears and snot smeared all over his face, which was covered in pustules, making him look utterly disgusting.

Yang Guang clapped his hands and slowly walked over.

He stepped directly on the face of the man covered in yellow-green pus.

It slammed down twice.

Looking down at him.

His eyes were icy cold: "Did I say you could leave?"

The man with the boil was stepped on so badly that his entire face was almost embedded in the cement floor.

With his mouth full of ash and his own blood, he struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from Yang Guang's seemingly ordinary canvas shoe.

The force transmitted through the soles of the shoes felt like a mountain pressing down on your head.

"Big...Big brother, spare me!"

"I was wrong!"

"I'll never do it again!"

The cowardly man completely chickened out and begged for mercy in a mumbled mess.

Yu Zixin stood a few meters away, watching Yang Guang's smooth and skillful bandit-like maneuvers.

I was completely numb.

This decisive and ruthless nature, this nonchalant yet domineering aura.

Where can an ordinary high school student have this?

Looking at Yang Guang's thin back, Yu Zixin's heart involuntarily quickened.

"That... Yang Guang."

Yu Zixin walked over cautiously, avoiding the disgusting pieces of flesh on the ground, and pointed to the groaning, abscessed man on the ground.

"He...he won't die, will he?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and put a little more pressure on his feet.

"What do you mean 'die'?"

Haven't you heard the saying, "A scourge lives on for a thousand years"?

"I'm a law-abiding citizen, this is just legitimate self-defense and an act of bravery."

"This kind of scum should be handed over to the police."

talking.

Yang Guang pulled out the secondhand smartphone with three cracks in the screen, blew on the screen, and then wiped it on his trouser leg.

"I wonder if it has recovered from the crash."

I pressed the power button, and the screen flickered a few times before turning on.

That's quite a miracle.

It's fair to say that this phone has suffered a lot since it came with him.

Yang Guang skillfully dialed Lin Yue's number.

The phone rang only twice before Lin Yue's angry roar, filled with a volatile morning grumpiness, came from the other end.

"Yang Guang!"

"Are you crazy, coming at this hour?!"

"I just finished cleaning up the site of the unfinished building with my team, and I just got back to the police station and dozed off for ten minutes while lying on the table."

"You called me again!"

"If you can't give me a straight answer, I'll personally take some people to the school tomorrow and dismantle your desk!"

Hearing Lin Yue's powerful roar on the other end of the phone, Yu Zixin next to her shrank back in fright.

Yang Guang, however, casually picked at his ear and moved his phone a little further away.

She said with a grin, "Oh, policewoman, don't be so irritable."

"You'll never get married if you get wrinkles."

"I'm here to boost your sales figures again, aren't I?"

Lin Yue on the other end of the phone caught her breath, then her voice rose even louder: "What happened now?"

"Where!"

Yang Guang kicked the man with the boil on the ground with his toe: "Central First Hospital, second basement level morgue."

"There's a disgusting pervert here who keeps corpses."

"They brought all the corpses in the morgue back to life."

"But don't worry, I've already completed the physical exorcism."

"Just bring a few of your braver buddies with big garbage bags to clean the floor."

"And take the ringleader back with you."

"Oh, right."

"I just broke his leg on the spur of the moment. Remember to bring a stretcher when you come."

Lin Yue remained silent for a full five seconds on the other end of the phone.

I took a deep breath.

He immediately straightened his face and said, "You stay right there and don't move. I'm bringing men over right away!"

hang up the phone.

Yang Guang put his phone back in his pocket and raised an eyebrow at Yu Zixin.

"Done."

"The professional floor cleaning team will be here soon."

"Let's go and perform a ritual to release that female ghost, then we can go home."

Yu Zixin nodded blankly, and in her eyes looking at Yang Guang, besides admiration, there was also a hint of something else that was hard to explain.

This guy.

Although he has a sharp tongue and is greedy for money.

But at crucial moments.

He's really handsome!

Yang Guang had just finished a phone call with Lin Yue when he heard the cowardly man on the ground still clutching his broken leg and howling incessantly.

The sound was like scratching a blackboard with fingernails; it made your blood pressure spike and your head buzz.

"It's so noisy!"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes, walked over and delivered a powerful kick to the back of the cowardly man's head.

"Bang!"

The cowardly man didn't even burp; he rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and passed out.

The entire underground morgue became quiet instantly.

Yang Guang patted the dust off his hands with satisfaction and let out a long sigh: "Finally, it's quiet."

"With that raspy voice, it's a waste of his talent not to be the village loudspeaker."