Chapter 751-760

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Chapter 751: Good words are hard to persuade the damned ghost


Before the operation, he was supposed to rest and rest, but as a result, Qian Million rushed to an agreement, and his whole body was in a tense state.

I was pushed to the operating room at the last minute before putting down the computer.

He showed a reassuring smile: "It's done, this single can't run." Doctor

: "..."

Mu Guifan waited for the rabbit in the hospital.

If there is a rich ghost released by the three light road chiefs, he believes that such a big ghost, the three light road chiefs are definitely reluctant to abandon it.

Sure enough, a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, emaciated, hunched waist appeared in the monitor.

In fact, Mu Guifan had never seen the three light road chiefs, and he suppressed the scarecrow that night, and the scarecrow had no face when he turned back.

But when they traced them to the wet market, they passed by a man in a tai chi suit.

Even with just a glance, Mu Guifan still recognized this person now.

"Is this the chief of the Three Light Road." Mu Guifan squinted, stared at the monitor, and quietly rushed towards the place where the three light road chiefs were.

As long as the other party is a person, he can't do without what he can't catch!

The three light road chiefs counted while walking and came to the cancer hospital.

He looked up and made sure that the rich ghost was here.

The ghosts he released have been treated specially, only he can find them, they can't get them back.

It was simple to find the rich ghost in front of him, but he didn't know why, he felt a crisis.

The three light road chiefs believed in their instincts, and immediately retreated, stopped a taxi, and left directly!

It's really... There was no hesitation at all, and his life was spared to this point.

He commanded taxis, changed them into several, drilled through a few streets in an unmonitored alley, called a taxi again, took a lot of time to turn and turn, used up all the calculations, and finally returned to the 'medieval' garden...

The three light road chiefs pinched their hands and calculated, only then did they breathe a sigh of relief and curse in a low voice: "Damn it..."

Rich ghosts can't get it back.

The three light road chiefs were unwilling, and continued to look for the ghost matchmaker, this time, the ghost matchmaker could not be counted, carefully arranged the formation, and found that the ghost matchmaker was gone.

"......"

The three light road chiefs were so distressed that they felt like the meat had been ripped off, and they were very unwilling.

Mu Guifan chased for a while, and he could have chased a little clue, but then it was inexplicably broken.

He frowned and said to himself: "It seems that you still have to learn some Zhou Yi gossip, feng shui metaphysics!" These

three light Daoists are too refined, and they are not using technical means, but using metaphysical means.

Gas......!

When Su Bao came to see Qian Million, Tang Tiantian Shunfeng Ear also received the news, and came to the hospital in advance with a lot of food to see Qian Million.

Before Qian Million woke up, his wife asked in surprise, "President Tang... Are you sure you brought these to see our old money? Tang

Tiantian looked at the fruit cake, ice cream, lollipops and even spicy strips on the table... "Yes. The

wife of the millionaire: "..."

Soon Su Bao arrived, and saw that the rich ghost had swollen to the extreme, very moist, and soon he would 'cultivate' a 'positive fruit' and leave the host.

The rich ghost stared at Su Bao and sighed: "We met again, but I have a master, and it is useless for you to come a few times."

Su Bao ignored him, pasted a talisman on Qian Million, and waited for Qian Million to wake up.

"Hmm... Su Bao? "Qian Million is extremely weak, and after a major operation and his body has long been overdrawn, he only feels extremely tired now.

It hurts a lot...

The medicine given after the operation made him extremely uncomfortable, and this uncomfortable feeling was clearer than ever.

"Uncle Rich, do you regret it?" Su Bao asked very seriously, "You are only one step away from the ghost gate now.

Qian Million was stunned, and in a trance, he seemed to feel that Yan Wang was sitting in front of him, and asked him if he regretted it.

He's dead?

"I... Spend 10 million, 50 million... I just need to buy five years of life... Five years, can't you...?" asked Qian Million Struggle.

Money is not omnipotent, but no money is impossible, money can make the ghost push and grind, he uses money to buy a few years of life ...

Yes, right? Yes, right?

For the first time, the fear of death surged in Qian Million's heart, before he only felt that it was enough to make money, the desire to make money made his blood excited, and the satisfaction, security and sense of achievement when the money came into the account made him go up, and he couldn't stop the desire to make money.

But now the body seems to be nailed to the bed, the soul and the body seem to have been separated, he can feel the pain of the body, but the soul cannot break free, the body is not within his control, he can't move if he wants to.

"Am I dead?" Qian Million panicked: "My body doesn't seem to belong to me..."

"Hades... My lord! I give out a hundred million... Five hundred million... No, I'm all worth ... You give me another five years of life..."

Su Bao looked at him sympathetically, the rich ghost was still on his head, so his situation was still the same as before.

Sure enough, it is necessary to be on the edge of life and death, so that you know what is most important...

"Uncle Rich, you just haven't had anesthesia yet." Su Bao paused and said, "And I'm not a Yan King!"
After
saying this, Su Bao quietly added in his heart: It's strange!

Hades is her, she is Hades...

Unfortunately, even if you stand in front of the world, it still seems to be useless.

Su Bao inexplicably thought of a sentence: Good words are difficult to persuade the damn ghost.

It turns out that the bad things that will happen in this world cannot be changed by persuasion with good intentions...

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