"Who do you think is the old aunt?!"

Han Shan was still confused, and Wan Xiaolou got angry.

"Huh? You didn't even deny the love story first? The people in the foundation are indeed idiots!"

The Korean soldiers turned around.

His skin had become extremely pale, and his eyes were filled with unconcealed malice.

"Are you... a human being or a weird person?"

Wan Xiaolou was shocked and then shuddered: "No... you were an employee of the express company once!"

At the beginning, everyone went to express delivery companies for no reason, and then for more than ten years, they have been the focus of the foundation's investigation.

Zhong Shenxiu was too lazy to tell the other party that the big monster had been eaten by him, and he also took over a weird city.

"Your status...is the company's transplant technology, right?"

After all, Wan Xiaolou has been trained and quickly guessed the truth.

"Why shouldn't your foundation send an elite team and at least one magician when encountering a trick? Why is there only one ordinary person?"

Han Bingjie was about to continue asking, but his expression suddenly changed: "It's coming again."

Dongdong!

Dongdong!

From all directions, there were sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground and rolling.

Han Bingjie's expression changed: "This is not true..."

Ordinary tricks, after being dispelled once, shouldn't they be able to start over again after a long interval?

"There are many strange examples recently, which have caused heavy casualties to the foundation..."

Wan Xiaolou also looked ugly and said a message: "I suspect that this head has changed even if it is strange..."

"Well, since that's the case..."

Han Bing robbed him and took off his coat and helped Han Shan up: "Why are you still standing there? Run!"

People cannot fight against weird things, even if they have weird abilities.

Even if he is very efficient in use, he feels that he has reached a certain critical point. If he wears weird skin, he will probably really turn weird.

The group of three people ran forward quickly, panting and sweating profusely.

I don't know how long it has passed.

"Huhuhu...Where is this?"

"Why? We haven't run out of the garden yet?"

Han Shan looked around and his teeth gradually trembled.

"That trick has tampered with our sense of direction, commonly known as ghosts hitting the wall, and this is about to play with us to the end."

Han Bingjie spat out a spit: "Damn, is any random trick so powerful now? Now he is dead..."

Han Shan looked at his father and felt that this guy was only handsome for only three seconds...

...

It's dawn all night.

"Xiaolou, are you okay?"

Wen Wanqing wandered outside the garden and saw the three people walking out in a mess. She hurried forward and carefully checked Wan Xiaolou's condition.

"I'm fine..." Wan Xiaolou showed a grey smile that was even worse than crying: "It's just being cursed..."

Last night, relying on the rationality of the three of them, they were finally not killed by that trick.

Of course, the biggest factor is that although the weirdness has become more terrifying, the killing rules have not changed much, and it is still mainly slow torture.

In other words, from today on, Han Bingjie and Wan Xiaolou will continue to have that nightmare, tortured to the point of collapse of reason, fall into madness, and then die...

Not only that, the camera was also lost...

"Our branch has suffered heavy losses. I must report it to the headquarters and ask for support!"

Wen Wanqing no longer cared about blaming her colleagues for taking action without permission and said seriously: "Although that curse you, as long as you expel or seal it, you will not die, and you will definitely not die."

"I try to..."

Wan Xiaolou replied with a sad face.

...

When Han Bing returned home, he said nothing, and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets and find a box.

Yue Qin was silently watching her husband open the box, which was a business card with only a string of numbers on it.

"I understand that this world is backed by mountains and mountains and rivers, and I can't even rely on water and water to survive, but Brother Pu can definitely be reliable!"

Han Bingjie murmured, trembling his fingers and began to make a phone call.

After a long and tormented wait, the phone was answered and a voice like before came out: "Hey?"

"Brother Kuang, I, Xiao Han!"

Han Bingjie tried his best to calm his voice: "Where are you? Do you have time to come out and sit?"

There was a moment of silence, and then answered: "I'm in City G."

"Very good……"

Before Han Bingjie could answer anything, Yue Qin next to him had already hugged her son tightly and shed tears.

...

One hour later.

Han Shan looked at his parents with a serious look on his face and was waiting for a big man downstairs at his house.

After they made an appointment to meet downstairs, they waited here with a respectful look on their faces. It had been more than half an hour!

Boom!

The sound of the engine sounded and a red car drove in.

Not a luxury car, not a sports car...but a taxi?

The car door opened with a clatter, and a unkempt taxi driver walked down, wearing a sweatshirt, and even a pair of plastic slippers on his feet.

"Brother Kuang, you ended up being a taxi driver."

Han Bingjie smiled and said, "You are still so young after so many years..."

Yes, although Zhong Shenxiu was covered in stubble at this time and was too lazy to take care of her hair, she looked like a young man, a kind of person who was one generation away from Han Bingjie and others.

Zhong Shenxiu leaned against the car and took out a cigarette: "There is no way... the company went bankrupt and was laid off in dismay. She could only work as a taxi driver..."

Han Bingjie quickly stepped forward and helped to light the fire. He pointed at Han Shan with a smile: "This is my son, Xiaoshan. I have been involved in those dirty things recently. Brother Puppet, please be good, save him, don't worry, I understand the rules, I have saved my whole life in that building, and I will sell it to you later..."

Zhong Shenxiu spit out a smoke ring and pointed to the entire building indifferently: "I developed this property, Song Zhong, my maid..."

‘How many billions do this cost?’

Han Shan was stunned when he heard this and said in his heart: 'So this is the real boss...'

"Mr. Puppet!"

At this moment, Wan Xiaolou and Wen Wanqing also hurried over from the side and bowed deeply: "Long time no see!"

They didn't know much, they only knew that this person was very powerful and very powerful.

It can be seen from the fact that the foundation has been taking care of it just because they have a relationship with this person.

After last night, the Korean soldiers robbed the family and had long become the key target of surveillance.

Everything that happened here cannot escape their eyes.

Seeing Zhong Shenxiu appear, he hurried over to meet him.

"Oh? The two little girls were so old back then? Have your boyfriend gotten married? How old are your children?"

Wan Xiaolou covered his heart: "Big Boss, it's heartbreaking. If you don't talk about this, we will still be good friends!"

"Hahaha……"
Chapter completed!