What is that weird purpose? If you want ghost money, you can just come and talk to us directly. Why do you have to be so secretive?
As a city-destroying monster, there is generally no one who does things in such a despicable way.
Unless there is some benefit that is worth them sacrificing themselves for.
But apart from the Dark Travel Card in his hand, Lin Fan really couldn't figure out what other benefits were worth going to such a big trouble to destroy the city.
But even if it was for ghost money, it wouldn't be such a petty theft.
At the beginning, the judge came to me directly and tried to use his powerful strength to threaten me.
Although it cannot be called aboveboard, I don't know how to hide the head and show the tail like this weird one.
Moreover, if it wanted to attack me, why would it appear around the Ghost Mother?
And what is it for.
Lin Fan couldn't figure out its motives or what it was planning to do.
But I know that with my current strength, no matter what the other party does, I will not be able to take action.
In order to make the Ghost Mother take action, you must get at least 25 meters close to the opponent, use the power key, and pull it into the horror scene.
In this kind of long-distance combat, you can only defend yourself.
Lin Fan had a deep understanding of the principle that the weak will be beaten in his previous life.
So no matter what the other party's purpose is, you must first get the most reliable response plan.
That is to go to Xiaoyao Island.
Grasping the broken pieces of the wine jar and exerting force, the aroma of wine spread out.
The smell was very refreshing and pleasant, even a girl like Yiqiqi who had never drunk alcohol couldn't help but smell it a few more times.
Even the little girl sighed, "What a nice smell."
After she said that, Jiang Chen sniffed and, unlike everyone else, he only said:
"I can beat him."
The wine fairy who was wandering in the vast area paused and noticed Lin Fan's call. He murmured with a headache:
"I have to go after all... I thought he'd decided it wasn't a big deal."
No matter how helpless it was, it had to do what it promised, and could only wave its hand towards the large wine jar and say:
"I'm leaving now. Have fun by yourself and don't cause trouble here with Boss Lin."
After saying that, he turned around and disappeared from sight.
The large wine jar smelled the dissipating aroma of wine, and a professional fake smile hung on his mouth, "I will definitely obey your orders, and will not cause trouble, and will not fight back."
After the aroma of the wine completely disappeared, he lowered his fake smile and spat:
"Who is causing trouble? If I hadn't stopped you, you would have caused trouble three times in this short stroll!"
After complaining about his boss who had caused him so much trouble, Dajiutan happily rolled off to the Huangquan ticket station.
I don't want to be a dog, I want to be a real ghost.
The Huangquan ticket station is manned by a guest official, who has a lot of money but little work to do, and he holds a high position with little responsibility.
The most important thing is that there are many fun things to do in Guangyu, including the casino, the blue city and the wild forest, as well as the downtown area where you can find treasures and the dark streets in the middle of the night.
Oh my god, who can stand it?
Don't miss me after this farewell.
Da Jiutan held the resignation letter and employment letter in his hands, and handed them to Jiuxian and Huangquan Ticket Station respectively.
It is expected that Guisheng’s first job change will be completed within a week.
"Hey, the guy with the stick, how do I get to the Huangquan ticket station?"
The big wine jar stretched and saw a polite man walking not far away with a depressed look on his face.
"First of all, I don't say hello, and secondly, this is Piccolo, understand?"
The man with the piccolo was extremely puzzled. He had just dealt with the matter of the Golden and Silver Devils, and Hu Xiu had assigned him a bunch of trivial things. He was so busy that he couldn't even walk slowly.
As a result, he is now being treated as a broken jar and told that he is holding a wooden stick. Who can stand this?
Oh, the same level as me... Wine Jar Messenger?!
Okay, it’s not unforgivable.
The man with the piccolo who was about to get angry, dispersed the murderous intent that he was about to vent after seeing the appearance of the large wine jar.
I have never heard of any piccolo or flute before. I just think it is a small stick with a few holes in it.
"Okay, okay, the one with the piccolo, tell me how to get to the Huangquan ticket station."
"Go straight ahead and turn left. There's a mobile polling station."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome, but...what are you doing there?"
As a member of the Judgment Panel, Piccolo Man subconsciously asked about the strange and bizarre situation.
Although he is the messenger of the wine jar, he is well-known.
But I am also very strong. While respecting others, I also have to follow the rules.
"What else can I do? I'll just take up the job. I don't want to do this job of a wine jar messenger for even a second longer."
"……ah?"
The piccolo man tilted his head, unable to react.
You don't want to be a dignified wine jar messenger, but come to work in a rubbish place like Guangyu?
No, you are being treated like a dog... That's not the case, I also belong to the wide area human camp now.
You can't even scold yourself.
"Ah what, you're not?"
"I...you go quickly."
The piccolo man lost his temper instantly. For a moment, he didn't know whether helping humans now was just playing or seizing the future.
Do your best. Since I joined the company early, it would be quite prestigious if my position is higher than that of the wine jar messenger.
Da Jiutan walked towards the mobile polling station, secretly feeling relieved.
Fortunately, I realized it early. Look at this vast area now. If you take two steps, there will be a Taigong, and if you take two more steps, there will be a man with a wooden stick who will destroy the city.
If it's later, I'm afraid even if I beg to join, there will be no way.
…
The aroma of wine grew stronger, and the body of the wine immortal gradually condensed and took shape in this smell.
After a while, he stomped his big feet on the ground, and appeared in front of everyone with the wine jar on his waist and two lumps on his chest swinging.
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