Chapter 920

It's a burden to bring Qiu Guangping to this company, but where is it safer to place him? After thinking for half a day, I think this toilet is the safest. I stepped on the toilet and opened the top vent. The ventilation duct space above is not small. Qiu Guangping is very thin and weak. It's no problem to accommodate him.

So I discussed with my uncle. He said no problem. I haven't had any hardship in recent years. It's much better here than sleeping on the street. I left the rest of the food and water in my bag, and then sent him to the ventilation duct. Only then did I leave safely.

It's six o'clock in the afternoon. It's the evening rush hour of the subway. I don't believe these bastards can squeeze into the train. Even if it is crowded, there is no room for action, ha ha!

The man thought of this and laughed proudly.

To that company, there was a line at this subway station, so I experienced an evening peak experience. I'll pull it. It's like Spring Festival transportation. Don't mention that you have a knife. Even if you have a gun, you can't lift your hands when you're crowded. Maybe you'll be squeezed out. I almost pushed into the subway under the surging flow of people, and then got stuck between people and couldn't move.

I dare not get off at the company station directly, rob the guy's mobile phone and turn off the positioning service. The other party must guess what I want to do and will ambush people here. I got off two stops early and saw a clothing store nearby. Put on a new suit of clothes, bought a trolley suitcase, packed it in, and put on a pair of glasses. It looks like a tall, rich and handsome who just got off the plane.

This is a new look. I don't know myself standing in front of the mirror.

Out of the clothing store, I took a taxi to my destination. The company, called "Changjiang Industrial Company", rented a three story building. The appearance is really inconspicuous, but the parking area outside the door is full of luxury cars. People with a clear eye can see that this is a small temple and a big God.

It was early dark, so I walked slowly along the road, pulling my suitcase under the street lamp. Although his eyes looked forward, Yu Guang had already seen the nearby situation clearly. Dark shadows swam around. At first glance, it was Lao Chen's ambush. Although my appearance attracted their attention, they soon looked away again.

Because like me, I'm holding my luggage and looking for outsiders in the hotel at night. There are a lot of people around me, and I don't stand out at all. But you can't be too ostentatious. I saw a snack bar downstairs, so I pulled my suitcase into it. Business here is very good. It's almost full.

There was only one place near the bar, so I went and sat down. He ordered two side dishes and a bowl of noodles with fried sauce. While eating, he thought about how to get into the building. Judging from the terrain just observed, there are small streets around the Changjiang Company and behind the building, but they are full of restaurants and large stalls, with bright lights and Lao Chen's ambush everywhere. It is undoubtedly more difficult to get in than to climb into the sky.

Just thinking, I looked up and found that this position was just aimed at the kitchen door. So he looked into the kitchen to see if he could enter the building from here. After a few glances, I was disappointed. I didn't even leave a vent on the roof, so I gave up the idea. I was about to bow my head for dinner when a cook's action caught my attention.

When he was cooking, he couldn't help turning the pan, but his arm hung in the air and didn't move. The dishes in the pan jumped and rolled by themselves. It was very magical. My heart is not right. The kitchen is not clean. Otherwise, do you think the cook has developed a profound internal skill to urge the dishes to beat with internal power? Man, I tell you, you've read too many martial arts novels.

I took out my sunglasses and put them on. Sure enough, I saw a human black gas clinging to the cook's arm. After watching it for a while, I felt that the dead ghost didn't seem to be harmful. Maybe it was intended to help the cook share the hard work, or it was a prank. You know, many dead ghosts are idle and bored. They can do anything better than anything.

But the kitchen is very angry. Ordinary dead ghosts won't invade casually. If it is a fierce ghost, even if it does not harm people, it can be attached to people for a long time, which will also cause damage to health. Just wanted to find a reason to go into the kitchen and drive this shit away.

Suddenly thought of an idea, so he sat down and hurried to finish the bowl of noodles. Then he asked for a bowl of water from the restaurant and whispered the soul summoning mantra. This is the water painting mantra. You only need a bowl of water to finish. After reading the mantra, the left hand quietly kneaded the formula, the right index finger dipped in water in the bowl, and drew a word "Nao" on the table.

You can't ignore the dead ghost. If you let it go, you may hurt the innocent. This word represents the meaning of mischief. Control the dead ghost and don't do anything harmful.

I got up, picked up my suitcase and went out. At this time, a dark wind blew into the door, which made me feel cold to the bone. The dead ghosts are coming. Although they don't wear sunglasses at the moment, we can judge from the strong Yin wind that they have come a lot!

After the Yin wind, a dead ghost with pale face appeared in the room immediately, with different shapes. Some are hanged ghosts with bright red tongues; Some are horizontal dead ghosts with incomplete limbs, and others lack half of their face. They can be as scary as they want to be.

I stepped up to the door when I heard a scream behind me, followed by the guests. I also pretended to run away with my head in my arms, and then hurried to the door of the company. I'm not the only one running in this direction. Those old Chen's men cruising around are all covered in circles.

When they saw a group of dead ghosts in the restaurant, they ran away in panic. It's lively now. It's like the end of the world in front of the building.

I quickly ran outside the company gate and saw a crystal roller shutter door, tightly closed. Inside, two security guards were watching the excitement. They suddenly saw that they were haunted and hurried back to the security room.

This kind of door is very strong and can't be broken with a masonry cone. So he turned his eyes and recited the soul arrest mantra, attracting a dead ghost. This is a hanging ghost with sudden eyes. It's very scary to look at it in the light. I bit my finger, smeared blood on the door, and then stepped back two steps.

With a loud "clang", the crystal rolling gate was forcibly smashed by the dead ghost!

It picked up pieces with blood, stuffed them into its mouth and chewed them hard. What it ate was called a sweet.

I couldn't help but excite myself. I smeared Du Yang powder on my head, slipped past this guy and went straight to the stairs.

When I went up the stairs, I inadvertently looked back and suddenly found that the Hanging Ghost chewing fragments disintegrated piece by piece like a corpse divided by a random knife!

This made my buddy a thrill and his heart jumped violently. The hanged ghost doesn't look like an ordinary thing. Why did he die so quietly? And when dismembered, this thing didn't even shout. The situation was very strange.

Is there a Feng Shui bureau at the gate, or a more powerful evil spirit? I quickly put on my sunglasses and vaguely saw a wisp of thick black gas at the door, which disappeared in an instant.

His uncle's, it seems that this is another tiger's den. I'm afraid there's no way back now, man!