There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 611: I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I don’t want to grow up

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When Fang Zheng followed the local tyrant Dong, he saw the stillborn baby with the toilet plug nailed to the ground at a glance.

"Damn! No wonder this horror film in Southeast Asia is famous all over the world, it turns out that Southeast Asia is really such an evil!"

"Fangfang, do you think this thing is really...dirty, right?"

The local tyrant Dong asked Fang Zheng nervously.

Then he asked Fang Zheng if he encountered any dirty things when he went out just now, then there shouldn't be any problems with pregnant women, right?

Of course, Fang Zheng wouldn't tell the local tyrant Dong truthfully that the pregnant woman had really left, and he was sent away personally.

For this reason, the human skin scripture also lights up a rune.

Actually, Fang Zheng was always in the house when the local tyrant Dong was nailing the Ling Ying. He had been waiting to see if there were other controllers behind the scenes... As a result, he was waiting until there was a second ghost behind the scenes.

Even the previous deep sleep was faked.

If you don’t open the window shutters and pretend to be asleep, you won’t be able to lead out the extraordinary events that happened in this house.

Fangzheng can deal with the past local tyrant Dong Hou with ambiguity, only to hear him say again: "If it is too dangerous to keep this stillborn baby here, let's get rid of this spiritual baby first,"

The local tyrant nodded quickly, agreeing with Fang Zheng's words very much.

Who would have thought that this time the Southeast Asian delegation, following out to make a movie, could actually knock down such an evil thing.

Southeast Asia is too chaotic and too dangerous.

It's still domestic security.

At least not so many things will happen in just a few days. It will be a gun battle in the city, a corpse thrown in a hospital, and a spirit infant will be fierce.

What he has experienced in just a few days is more exciting than his two decades in China.

Until now, he is still a little bit nervous, and he hasn't fully relieved himself.

Next, at the suggestion of Fang Zheng, the two burned the spirit infant on fire.

Cracking!

The flames are beating violently.

In the end, only a cloud of black ashes remained in place.

In fact, the fire ignited by ordinary gasoline naturally burns the undead soul infant, so it is inevitable that Fang Zheng will make another shot.

But he did it very concealedly, and the local tyrant Dong didn't realize it was him.

At the same time, the human skin scripture lights up an extra ordinary rune.

"Fangfang, how do I feel that when you see the spiritual baby on the ground, your expression on your face is not nervous or surprised at all? Are you hiding something from me? Damn! Your kid wouldn't be too Naturally born with yin and yang eyes, you can see things that ordinary people can't see since you were young." After burning the spirit infant, the local tyrant Dong looked at Fang Zheng in shock.

"I see this in supernatural movies."

The local tyrant added one last sentence.

Founder haha.

"There are only two possibilities for me to be born with yin and yang eyes, but no matter which possibility it is, it is impossible for me to be an ordinary person like now."

The local tyrant raised his curiosity: "Which two possibilities?"

Fang Zheng: "Would you like me to be able to communicate with ghosts, raise little ghosts, sweep the casinos, smash Hong Kong, become a new generation of gambling kings, legally own four wives, and set foot on the pinnacle of life from now on."

"Would you like to become mentally ill and be locked up in a mental hospital building. I spent the whole day studying installing elevators on Mount Everest, tiling tiles on the Great Wall, and installing reverse gear on airplanes."

Tu Hao Dong: "..."

"Do you think this is difficult for the local tyrant Dong? It is harder than these three major things for me to have natural yin and yang eyes." Fang Zheng said seriously.

At this time, noise came from the street outside the house. It turned out that there were a lot of people gathered in the street, all of them nearby neighbors who were awakened by the explosion.

At this time, on the opposite side of the house, everyone gathered around a place, pointing and pointing, with a surprised expression on their faces, and there was a lot of discussion, as if they had seen some incredible scene.

People are surrounded by three stories and three stories outside. The local tyrant in the house can’t see what everyone is watching.

Only in the place surrounded by people, there is a telegraph pole made of reinforced concrete, and only the broken half is standing on the side of the road...

"How do I remember that this telephone pole was still intact when we came?" The local tyrant Dong began to wonder if he remembered it wrong.

Fang Zheng: "Maybe it's too tall and was struck by thunder? Or maybe this telegraph pole is spiritual. I heard a song, I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want to grow up?"

The local tyrant Dong: "The snakeskin monster is a telegraph pole that you don't want to grow up."

The local tyrant Dong obviously didn't believe it, and Fang Zheng didn't say anything serious.

Just as they were talking, sirens began to approach in the street. Police cars, hospital ambulances, and people wearing work clothes like power companies arrived to evacuate the crowd and investigate the danger.

Until the crowd was evacuated, the Tyrant Dong finally saw the situation opposite the house.

I saw half of the telephone pole, broken into several sections, lying on the side of the road, and beside the telephone pole, there was a big pit, as if it had been smashed out by something.

Cracks appeared on the surrounding cement road, which collapsed into a large part of the road.

"Could it be that a meteorite hit the telephone pole and then hit the ground?" The local tyrant Dong exclaimed repeatedly.

At this time, the police were all outside. Naturally, the two of them couldn't leave Apai's house, so they stayed at Apai's house temporarily, waiting for Apai to wake up while waiting for the police to leave.

This class, on the contrary, the more you wait, the more lively it is outside. The electric power company drove several construction vehicles and is rushing to repair telephone poles and electric facilities.

There are also two police officers in charge of maintaining order.

This emergency repair, when the sky gradually became clear, and the first white belly gradually appeared, the people of the power company had not completely repaired it.

At this time, it was five o'clock in the morning, and Apai blinked slightly under the sun's eyes, and then slowly woke up.

Apai, who just woke up, still had a dazed expression on his face. Looking at the familiar environment around him, he remembered that he was at home.

As soon as he thought that he was at home, he immediately thought about what happened last night, and quickly turned his head in a panic, as if looking for something.

He saw the tall man who was sitting beside him, tilted his head, and fell asleep in exhaustion. It was Lu Dong.

Apai thought about what happened last night, but he didn't have time to yell in panic. At this moment, he smelled the scent of the food and saw Fang Zheng walking out of the kitchen with two bowls of freshly cooked rice noodles in his hands.

"Wake up? Are you hungry? I saw that there were rice noodles in your refrigerator, so I only cooked two bowls of rice noodles. Let me have this bowl of rice noodles for you. I will cook another bowl of noodles again." Fangzheng is friendly and kind. The rice noodles in the handle, and one of the bowls was handed to Apai.

It's just that Apai couldn't understand Fang Zheng's words.

But the action when facing Fangzheng handing over the rice noodles does not prevent Apai from understanding the meaning of Fangzheng.

At this time, the local tyrant Dong, who smelled the aroma of breakfast, woke up by the temptation of the food. At the same time, he also saw Apai who had already woken up.

"Huh? Apai, are you awake? Great!!" The local tyrant Dong said in surprise.

The warm morning light.

Steamy breakfast.

A friendly and caring smile.

The tension and panic on Apai’s face slowly calmed down, and his brain gradually resumed thinking, nervously asking what happened last night?