Chapter 819 Just Go For It

Perhaps, the cleaning old man who was scouting below didn't expect that his life, at this moment, would be equated with winter break English homework.

Another stab,

Elementary school level.

The little loli walked to the desk, sat down, and instructed:

"The boss's meaning is, solve it if you can, follow the trail if you can, in short, don't be polite.

Since they dare to come, then we dare to make sure none of them go back."

"Got it."

The little boy nodded, indicating that he understood.

Waving his hand,

The Garfield cat originally lying on the bedside table "swooshed" and flew to his shoulder.

The ferret's leg injury has not fully recovered, but in fact, while a leg injury would definitely cause inconvenience for ordinary people, it's nothing to the ferret.

It just felt, so painful.

Well, such a fast speed wasn't kicked out by its feet.

From the ferret's point of view, it was closer to the little boy, because the little boy was an orthodox zombie, and the smell on his body made it very comfortable.

Of course, Boss Zhou's zombie bloodline was higher, but another smell on him was stronger.

Turning his head, looking again at the little loli sitting at the desk copying English homework,

In his heart,

He actually felt a sense of men plowing and women weaving.

Smiling,

The little boy jumped off the balcony,

Landing steadily.

The cleaning old man in the flowerbed slowly straightened up, staring at the little boy walking towards him, seemingly at a loss.

He didn't know how his disguise was discovered; in fact, it wasn't because of his carelessness, but because the little boy had obtained many talismans from Xu Qinglang and placed them around Uncle Wang's villa.

Lao Xu used to and still practices making talismans constantly, mostly low-level ones, in large quantities, and he can't use them all up. Anyone in the bookstore can take them if they need them.

The little boy had collected a lot, a bit like secretly taking the unit's benefits home.

Don't expect talismans for practice to have any terrible power, but sometimes they can often produce unexpected effects.

For example, the guy disguised as a cleaning old man in front of him never expected that there were many talismans buried in the flowerbed he was cleaning.

The little boy walked steadily forward,

After the cleaning old man straightened his body, his temperament changed. He reached out and tore off the disguise, revealing a man's face, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

He was very arrogant,

Very arrogant,

This look,

A bit like a small official from a provincial department who is usually ignored inspecting a township,

In fact, the more this type of person, the more they like to show off after going down, always thinking of recovering the official authority they lost on weekdays with interest, to compensate for their psychological imbalance after pretending to be a grandson for so long.

He still retained that sense of restraint and control.

Only,

This sense of restraint,

In front of the little boy,

It didn't mean anything.

The little boy came,

The little boy raised his fist,

The little boy's fist smashed down,

There was nothing more to describe, because it was just one action.

"Bang!"

The man was punched away,

Rolling on the ground for a distance of thirty meters,

Then, face down,

His body lay on the ground,

His legs and feet twitched non-stop.

That was,

The end.

The little boy turned his head,

Looking at the balcony of the villa behind him,

He just felt in his heart,

This transaction was a win for him.

Compared to copying English words for a long time,

It was more enjoyable to just throw a punch.

The little boy walked to the man's side and dragged him up. The man's face was bruised and swollen, and he was breathing out more than he was breathing in.

This was definitely not a patrol inspector, and might not even be a constable. According to rank, he should be considered a ghost runner (gui cha).

This time, a group of officials defected from the underworld, and it's impossible for them all to be leaders. Moreover, there should be a considerable number of these ghost runner level existences.

Just imagine,

A ghost runner, no matter if you work in the central government or in the local government,

You are just a ghost runner after all,

Actually daring,

With a restrained smile,

To directly face the little boy's punch.

Really,

So cute.

Things went much smoother than expected.

The little boy's palm showed baleful aura, and he pressed it directly against the other party's forehead.

An extremely frightened face immediately appeared on the other party's forehead,

Exclaiming:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I am a ghost runner, I am a ghost runner, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!

I'm from below, I'm from below, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

If the body is broken, there is still the soul, and the foundation of the people in the underworld is the soul.

The little boy stopped,

Following the previous instructions, he asked:

"Where are the others?"

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."

…………

So,

When an hour later,

The little boy's figure appeared at the entrance of the Four Seasons Hotel, everything seemed very natural.

"Thump!"

The little boy threw the man into the trash can in front of him.

He had been carrying him, avoiding the crowds, to get here.

The reason he didn't kill him was just because he was worried that killing him early would alert the others.

Now,

Since the destination had arrived,

And he clearly sensed several auras that didn't belong to ordinary people in this hotel, then this guy was useless.

Baleful aura released,

Directly shattering the guy's soul, not even leaving him a chance to wail.

A zombie much older than Yingying,

When doing things,

Will never do more than necessary,

Just like Yingying would "嘤嘤嘤 (yīng yīng yīng)" and be cute and obedient in front of Boss Zhou,

Except for showing the feeling of a child to the people in the bookstore, especially to the little loli,

When facing outsiders,

The cold blood in his bones,

Will be released immediately.

In fact, the bookstore is either an ancient monster or a zombie or a female farmer who likes to plant people in the fields,

Each one usually seems to live in harmony, interacting with love,

But if there isn't that salted fish who likes to lie on the sofa reading the newspaper and basking in the sun to keep them in check,

After these people really lose their restraints,

God knows how much trouble they could cause!

The little boy raised his head,

His nails extended,

Like Spider-Man,

He directly started climbing up the wall,

He didn't notify the people in the bookstore,

He didn't even make a phone call,

Including to the little loli.

Because he felt it wasn't necessary, he believed that he could solve the matter in front of him,

He was a bit independent,

But you can't say he was screwing over his teammates.

To blame, you can only blame the opponents for being too weak, so that the teammates couldn't even get a kill and had no gaming experience.

In fact, it was also because this group of officials who came from the central government were too arrogant. If they had spent some time to inquire, they would have known the reputation of Tongcheng ghost runners in the Jiang, Zhe, and Hu ghost runner circles.

In fact,

Since the last trip to Xuzhou,

The bookstore hasn't been harassed by colleagues.

But they were different. When the little boy approached that room, he could still hear the conversation inside.

However, soon, the atmosphere inside changed suddenly, as if they had discovered that the soul of one of their companions had disappeared.

It might be something that could mark souls; once they really die, there would be a reaction there.

The little boy smiled slightly,

It seemed that he hadn't wasted his time carrying that guy so far.

It's just that this group of people was really blatant. Obviously they had defected, but they didn't even hide their aura and just gathered here openly.

How much,

Disregard for everyone?

Perhaps, in their view, this was just a very simple action. They dared to defect from the underworld, so when facing the lowest-level ghost runners in the yang world, they naturally had a full sense of superiority.

It's a pity,

The Tongcheng bookstore is not a small local ghost runner police station,

Here,

Just pull out the shortest one,

And they would dare to directly kill their way to their door.

Too lazy to continue eavesdropping, since the boss's request was to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, there was nothing to hesitate about.

There were three auras inside. Kill two and leave one for questioning. Perfect.

The little boy took out the poker card made by Lawyer An from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

At this time,

The door of the room happened to be opened,

A woman with a serious face stood at the door,

Seeming to be preparing to go out,

And met the little boy standing at the door.

One big and one small,

Their eyes met,

The next moment,

The woman's pupils shrank suddenly, and her hands subconsciously began to form hand seals!

The little boy was faster, reaching out and grabbing her wrist, directly interrupting the other party's hand seal process!

What would happen next after a zombie got close, and got so close, was about to be revealed.

While the little boy closed the door with his right hand,

His left hand grabbed the woman's wrist and exerted force suddenly,

"Bang!"

It's best to be as straightforward as possible with things that can be solved straightforwardly.

The woman's body was slammed hard on the floor,

For a moment,

A sound of collapsing bones came.

Woman GG,

Although the physical body of a ghost runner is not the entirety of their life, it is also the greatest reliance when they are in the yang world. As long as their bodies can be smashed, they will not die directly, but they will become no different from a vegetative person.

In the room, two men were sitting on the sofa, one still holding a cigarette. Both of them stared blankly in this direction, as if this sudden change had exceeded their imagination.

The little boy paused slightly,

He was thinking,

Thinking about what the boss would say if he were here,

Facing this scene.

Can't be too high-profile, being too high-profile makes it easy to set up a flag.

But you can't be too low-profile either, because being too low-profile means you can't get enough satisfaction.

The little boy thought for a while,

Finally, he thought of what the boss would say if he were here,

He cleared his throat,

And said:

"Hello, housekeeping."

………………

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