There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 795: Invitation card

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What?

Sweet fragrance? ? ?

Fang Zheng immediately turned black.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't look directly at the sickness in his hand.

It is clearly the legendary "Forty-eight Fragrance of Good and Evil", how come it gets into the mouth of the old **** stick and it turns into a dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory?

This is a tasteful inner activity.

When he thinks of the taste change, Fang Zheng's complexion is as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Old God Cudgel, do you remember whether to eat or not? Forget about the fact that you were only deducted three points from your driver’s license and fined two hundred a few days ago? If you bury the disease behind your back, you are not afraid of an acute situation. Enteritis or dysentery?"

Sure enough, when the old **** stick heard it, his expression changed immediately.

Suddenly white and green, it's wonderful.

The old **** stick bowed his head and frustrated: "Little brother, old way, I finally found out what the gap between me and you is?"

"What is it?" Fang Zheng, who had taken out the incense of illness in his hand, curiously looked at the copper corpse of the "tree demon grandma" squatting with him on the research ground.

The old **** stick sighed with emotion and said, "The difference between me and you, my little brother, is culture."

? ?

The old **** stick continued with emotion and said: "The same are all diarrhea. When it comes to your little brother, it is packaged as a culturally profound acute enteritis and dysentery in your mouth, but why does it become diarrhea when it reaches the old way? "

After finishing speaking, squatted with Fang Zheng to study the old **** stick of the "tree demon grandmother" on the ground, and stretched out his hand to hold Fang Zheng's sleeve with a look of help: "Little brother, I have never studied since I was young, unlike you young people. So there is culture, you help the old way, I also want a tall case package that fits the sickness incense, old way, I sincerely apologize to the sickness incense."

The old **** stick talked about emotions.

I'm almost crying.

Can he not be in a hurry.

The old **** stick can't forget how the last time the man with glasses who ate melon seeds had diarrhea and prolapsed to the anus, and then he was carried on an ambulance stretcher to rescue him.

Fang Zheng tilted his head and thought very seriously for three seconds.

"Why don't you say "Xie Li Ting" for a few times, look at the sickness, do you agree?"

Old God Stick: "..."

"Little brother, don't play with me. I'm so clever I'm really about to cry."

……

Lying on the ground, he lost an arm, was wounded all over his body, and ended up miserably. He was extremely embarrassed. Since being captured by Fang Zheng, he has been in a coma until he felt a pair of salty pig hands. He woke up suddenly when he walked up and down on him, groping and groping, and even reaching further into his shirt.

The first time he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the big greasy face of the old **** stick that kept sweating on his forehead in the sultry summer weather, and the old **** stick was lying on his body. Panting, his palms still wandered around him.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"Go away!"

The copper corpse on the ground suddenly shrank in fright, and shouted in fright.

"Mom, my little brother, the tree demon grandma is awake." Unprepared to see the people under him open his eyes, the old **** stick sat and jumped away.

Bronze body is embarrassed, angry, and... endless panic.

"I'm really not Grandma Dryad! What do you want to do to me!" The copper corpse yelled in shame, and he suddenly thought of a terrible idea...

The couple in front of him, the old and the young, shouldn't have any special habit. I want to treat him with a corpse...

Thinking of this, he became more frightened.

But he can't even resist.

In order to prevent him from resisting, Fangzheng had already abolished his ability to move.

"Little brother, this tree demon grandma seems to be a poor ghost. I searched all over his body and found out only two bank cards and an invitation card...little brother, how could the tree demon grandma belong to Kexiong? Treant, I just touched his tough chest by accident."

The last half of the sentence of the old **** stick was whispered to Fang Zheng.

While talking, he looked at the "tree fairy grandma" lying on the ground unable to move. The latter was frightened.

Sure enough, this is a problem for the old and the young...

Looking at the somewhat nonsensical old stick, Fang Zheng's forehead dropped a few black lines, how the **** the tree demon grandma is a male tree spirit!

You ask me how do I know.

The birth of boys and girls is determined by the father's Y chromosome.

It's not for me to decide.

Fang Zheng ignored the struggling copper corpse on the ground. He took the two bank cards searched out by the old **** stick and checked them. The two bank cards were both black, but they were actually black gold cards.

The black gold card has always lived only in the posts of netizens. This is the first time that Founder has seen it, and it is rare to turn over and over.

I heard that if you want to apply for a black gold card, you must deposit more than eight digits in order to do it. The credit card limit can start at a few million.

Of course, Founder does not know whether the rumors of netizens are true or false.

An eight-digit deposit?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's eyes lit up.

Can quickly and tastelessly disgusting eyes.

At the ATM counter machine, he couldn't transfer eight figures again. It is estimated that he had just transferred the first 50,000 yuan, and he was immediately locked in position and identity by the enemy. As for bank counter transfers, it is even more impossible. Bank counters must be handled in person with an ID card.

So when I think about it this way, Fang Zheng is very distressed.

In a country where there are sky-eyes and surveillance cameras everywhere, it is impossible to break the law or eat the black.

Unless it is cash.

It seems that this card has at least tens of millions of deposits, and it will cost the bank capitalists in vain.

Huh?

Why do I have to say another word?

"Engagement wedding invitation, male, Gao Ce, female, Gao Shu painting, god-given marriage and the two parties voluntarily form a century-old friendship... Gao, Gao, Gao Shu painting... little brother, is this engaged woman the Gao Shu you know Painting?"

"Old way, I remember she was still a high school girl..."

The old **** stick who read out the invitation card, the more I read it, the more surprised it gets.

Huh!

The old **** stick only felt the sight of him, and the engagement invitation card in his hand had been taken away by Fang Zheng.

Looking at the speed of my hands so fast that my eyes can't keep up, the old **** stick muttered in a low voice: "They are all single dogs, I actually can't beat the speed of a twenty-year-old guy..."

At this time, it is rare for Founder to ignore the muttering of the old **** stick, but to focus on the wedding invitation in his hand.

The old **** stick did not mispronounce it. On the engagement invitation, the words "Gao Shu painting" were indeed written in large gilded letters.

Same name?

Founder does not believe that there is such a coincidence in this world.

Especially when this engagement invitation did not appear on ordinary people, but on the so-called Sihuang, Yili, and Yihuai, Fang Zheng immediately denied the possibility of coincidence.

Because Gao Jiazu is one of the old city gods.

The old **** stick saw that Fang Zheng looked at the invitation and fell into thinking. He didn't speak. He couldn't hold back his words. After a long time, seeing Fang Zheng never spoke, he whispered: "Little brother, this engagement invitation The man and the woman on the list are all with high surnames, shouldn’t they be German orthopedics?"