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Chapter 118

This scene made Fu Yang feel a little sad.

"What's the situation? Could something be wrong..."

Weike glanced around and said lightly: "There are signs of chaos, but there are no signs of fighting. Maybe they were frightened or all evacuated after receiving the notice."

Fu Yang then breathed a sigh of relief: It would be better if there were no large-scale casualties.

It seems that after Tang Li and other wealthy business owners escaped, they should have told all the people attending the banquet and let them all leave.

"Um?"

Weike's beautiful face suddenly turned cold and he stared at the location of the door.

Bang!

The door of the banquet hall seemed to be knocked open by a huge force.

Two black shadows rushed in with great momentum...

"Hmph! There are still little mice that are not dead?"

Weike snorted coldly, and his body was filled with black mist, and he was about to launch a thunder attack immediately.

But Fu Yang suddenly screamed.

"Wicked don't do it! It's Ah Huang and Wang Jian, not the enemy."

As soon as he spoke, a humble voice came from the opposite side immediately.

"Ah? Xiao Yangzi, are you okay? Have you escaped safely?"

"Grass! Do you still hope I have something to do? Believe it or not, I put ten kilograms of catfish into your anus?"

"I'm contaminated by Master Xiong so soon? Forget it, I'd better throw this fat cat away..."

Mr. Xiong, who was held in Fu Yang's arms, was furious: "You two complain that you shouldn't pull me in, please?"

A piece of talisman paper flashing with white light shot out from A Huang's hand and floated into the air, illuminating the area of ​​half of the banquet hall.

Fu Yang saw a scene that surprised him!

I saw Wang Jian and Ah Huang riding on two big horses in front of me - it turned out that this was how it was just now that the heavy door was knocked open.

However, these two horses were actually folded from white dark paper. They looked like the kind of paper horses used to burn for the underworld during sacrifices, and their eyes were also turned red with cinnabar...

It looks yin and very strange!

Weike frowned slightly: "Master of the Netherworld?"

Fu Yang nodded: "Yes, this is the special envoy of the National Security Bureau Group 0, Wang Jian. He is currently the boss in charge of supernatural criminal cases in Jiangcheng Police Station."

Ah Huang and Wang Jian turned over and dismounted.

The two paper horses folded from the dark paper immediately shrank to the size of a palm, and with a bang, they burned into two piles of small ashes.

It can be seen that the methods of the Nether Paper Master are indeed extremely strange...

When Ah Huang saw Vico beside him, he immediately smiled at her flatteringly: "I said how can Xiao Yangzi and Mr. Xiong's fat cat be safe and sound? It turns out that the Queen has arrived. Long time no see, hehe."

Everyone was acquaintance, and Weike glared at Ah Huang in anger and nodded slightly.

This guy was still winking at Fu Yang, and he seemed to be saying: You are so awesome, have you coaxed your queen?

Wang Jian has not spoken since he came in, but just stared at Veco with his muscles tight and his expression was alert.

Ah Huang was already very inconsistent with him. If Fu Yang hadn't sent a text message to him to contact Wang Jian quickly this time, Ah Huang would probably never want to see this pretending or forcing him to commit suicide in his life.

"What are you looking at? My brother's daughter... Queen, can you understand some rules?"

He originally wanted to say that my brother's woman, but he couldn't figure out whether the relationship between them was confirmed. He didn't know how much Weike's anger had weakened before. So at the last moment he changed his words to "woman" and called "queen".

Weike also looked at Wang Jian.

"The amazing paper master of the Netherworld is not much different from the demonic path just now."

Wang Jian's tone was still relatively indifferent and he could not hear any emotion.

"Ghost King...the Ghost King without sin? Who are you? There is no information file in the National Security Bureau Group 0 file."

In fact, as long as it is an existence above the Sanlu Real Person's strength, the National Security Bureau Group 0 will find a way to get a document for the operator to watch and understand.

Wang Jian has seen relevant information files on the surface, and he does not have the appearance of a super beautiful girl like Vico.

Vico smiled coldly.

"Although the country is powerful, do you really think it's omnipotent? Your official files are probably not covered by half of the supernatural world. Also, what is my origin? A role like you is not qualified to know yet!"

When she said this, the black fog was condensed into a phantom of the Gate of Hell, staring at Wang Jian very unhappily. Even Fu Yang and Xiong Master next to her felt the pressure of being truly domineering and cold...

"Vico is really too fierce. If...if...if I was really with her? Would I be abused every day? And every place to reason..."

At this time, this guy Fu Yang was actually thinking about this idea.

I have to say that the Ghost King is the Ghost King!

Even if there are some problems with strength, this realm alone can make most people in the supernatural circle bow their heads.

Wang Jian is quite arrogant. His powerful strength and weird art of the underworld are also a "big official" of relevant state departments.

But under the power of Vico's Ghost King, he could only choose to remain silent - at most he stared at Vico and pursed his lips and refused to speak.

"Okay Fu Yang, I'll go home and rest for a while. You're done, remember to go home on time!"

She took the word "Punctual" very seriously, and seemed to be a little worried about Fu Yang and the beautiful president's overnight. This made Fu Yang complain: Damn Tang Li and I didn't do anything, just like I cheated and forced to forgive me? What's more, our relationship has not been clearly determined...

But where did he dare to say these words? He could only nod honestly.

Hula!

A gust of cold wind broke out of thin air.

The surging and rolling black fog condensed and shrank, and then disappeared with the ghost king Weike...

When she disappeared, the atmosphere in the hall immediately became a little relaxed.

Whether it was Fu Yang, Xiong Ye, A Huang, or Wang Jian, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Xiong stood up and held her furry paws: "Queen Vico is so beautiful, she must like a cute person like me! Come on, Xiong Xiong will definitely win her like."

Slap sex!

The only thing that responded to it was Fu Yang's signature three-shot shot...

"Little Yangzi, it seems that Veke is angry and his body is still very honest. He came to save you, and he beat Xie Daozi away?"

Ah Huang winked and hugged Fu Yang, obviously a little envious.

Having received the protection and feelings of a ghost king, is this a blessing I cultivated in my previous life?

"Fu Yang, what happened tonight? Can you tell me in detail about the situation here?"

Wang Jian observed the situation around him and then asked Fu Yang.

"It's okay, Commissioner Wang. I will cooperate with you. Let's go back to the police station to do the transcript first. I will talk to you in detail."

Fu Yang took the initiative to mention it.
Chapter completed!
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