The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

Zheng Quzhi frowned slightly, always feeling a strange feeling, but couldn't find the source of the strange feeling.

There was an unclear smell in the air. Zheng Quzhi felt a little uncomfortable wearing a mask. He reached out to open the window.

After pressing it for a long time, the window did not move.

It must be locked in front, Zheng Quzhi said to the driver: "Master, open the window."

The driver did not move. Zheng Quzhi suddenly had a bold idea. He glanced at the back of the driver's head for a few seconds, cold sweat on his forehead.

"Stop." Zheng Quzhi's voice trembled slightly.

"You can't park here." The driver's voice sank for some reason, pausing every word, and Zheng Qu felt his heart trembled.

Zheng Qu squinted his eyes slightly, and finally knew where the strange feeling came from.

This car has the sour smell of something that has been left for a long time, with a trace of rancidity. The driver was still wrapped so tightly in the summer, and he has not looked back once since he got in the car.

"I told you to stop!" Zheng Qu became bold, and the road outside became more and more remote. Maybe the driver, who didn't know whether it was a man or a ghost, would take him to a remote place to kill him.

"Sir, you can't stop." The driver said.

Zheng Quzhi took a deep breath and said slowly, "Don't do this, I want to pee."

The driver was silent and finally turned his head.

Under the dim headlights, the driver's face seemed bumpy and covered with acne, but whoever has maggots in the acne!

Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened suddenly, and the mobile phone in his hand flew over subconsciously: "Fuck your mother!"

The phone hit the driver's face accurately. The driver didn't seem to expect that he would be smashed suddenly. The steering wheel slammed into a bend and hit the guard rail on the roadside.

Zheng Quzhi slammed into the front seat because of inertia, and leaped forward. At a glance, he saw a bag in the front seat with **** flesh inside...

The driver’s neck was also exposed, and the skin on his neck was rotten!

A huge fear swept over, Zheng Quzhi hurried to twist the car door.

The car door was locked.

The driver in front turned around with his face covered, Zheng Quzhi fisted and waved it over again: "I haven't done anything wrong with me, why do I bother me!"

...

Twenty minutes later, Wei Zhai received a call.

Cai Qian hurriedly followed his husband out with a nervous face.

"Sir, is there a ghost?" It is very rare for Mr. to go out because of a phone call in the middle of the night, and Cai Qian is nervous at the moment.

"No." Wei Yan closed his eyes and ordered the driver in front: "Go to the police station."

Cai Qian:? ? ?

Could it be that the police station is also haunted?

After arriving at the police station, Cai Qian knew how outrageous he was.

In the corner of the police station, there was a one-meter-eight man squatting. Seeing someone approaching, he raised his head which had been hanging down.

His face was blue, and his hair was messy like a bird's nest, as if he had been beaten by someone.

"Uncle police! I...I really am the most...innocent!" a man stammered to the police.

"I... I just want to take an order at night... This... this person has to get off... the car... the wilderness... If this is... get off the car, get out... What to do!"

"Then... this... people started to beat me... I... I certainly can't... I can't be honestly... be beaten!"

Compared to Zheng Quzhi, this man looked worse.

The face was blurred, all blood. The clothes on his body were torn in a mess, and some **** skin inside could be clearly seen.

There was no expression on Wei Yan's face, and he said directly: "I will take the person away first, and he will be responsible for the follow-up."

With that, he pointed at Cai Qian.

Cai Qian was stunned, and the others were also a little stunned.

Anyhow, after following the husband for so long, the adaptability is quite strong. Cai Qian hurriedly took out his cigarette and handed it to the beaten driver: "Big brother calms down and talks slowly about something. You will pay a price until you are satisfied with the compensation."

Those who want to take orders in the middle of the night must be in urgent need of money.

The driver exclaimed: "No need...very...a lot. Five thousand is enough..."

The driver's willingness to go private was unexpected. Wei Yan walked to Zheng Quzhi in the corner, stood still in front of him, and looked at him condescendingly: "Get up."

Zheng Quzhi smiled awkwardly, "Hahaha, my ankle is broken."

Wei Yan: "..."

After beating the driver, he squeezed into the front seat and unlocked and jumped out of the car. Unexpectedly, he got his foot in the jump, so that he was caught by the recovered driver and punched several times.

There was a long silence, Wei Yan stretched out a hand with distinct joints.

Just as Zheng Quzhi was about to grab Wei Yan's hand, a tall figure jumped over.

"My ankle? That's okay! I'm the best at treating this!" Cai Qian rushed to Zheng Quzhi, squatted down and raised his leg directly, holding his ankle with a twist.

A scream like a pig slaying sounded, followed by Zheng Quzhi's curse: "Fuck your mother! It's the other foot!"

Cai Qian threw Zheng Quzhi's leg away and scratched his head shyly: "I'm sorry."

Zheng Quzhi said: "Fuck you! I have to say something, it doesn't matter, right?"

Wei Yan frowned slightly and squatted down.

Seeing her husband's actions, Cai Qian's expression was a little unpleasant.

Wei Yan stretched out his hand and squeezed Zheng Quzhi's foot that was swollen like a pig's hoof. His voice was faint: "It will hurt a little."

Zheng Quzhi has just realized how painful it is. Seeing Wei Yan's jade-like hands on her ankles, she hurriedly shrank back: "Don't...well..."

Before the words were finished, the jade-like fingers slammed hard, and Zheng Quzhi snorted without yelling.

In other words, Wei Yan had done everything before he was called out.

Compared to the sting just now, this time it was really just a bit painful.

After finishing all this, Wei Yan placed Zheng Quzhi's feet on the ground lightly, put his slender hands on Zheng Quzhi's arms, and said with a slight force: "Get up."

Zheng Quzhi was almost lifted by Wei Yan, and there was still a little pain in his feet. He uncomfortably broke away from Wei Yan's hand, stepped back, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, Mr. Wei. Let you be in the middle of the night. Come out."

If he could, he would never let Wei Yan come over.

He didn't know where he threw his mobile phone when he was fighting with the driver. He couldn't even remember Liankan's phone number or other family members, only the business card in his pocket.

And he didn't dare to really be detained. If there was any case left, he would definitely not get along in the entertainment industry.

"You still know that I'm sorry!" Cai Yuan was itchy with anger, but he thought there was something serious, but he didn't expect it to be this one.

"You have to quarrel, this is the police station!" The police yelled as he couldn't stand it anymore.

Wei Yan turned around and walked out.

Cai Qian sighed, and quickly followed her husband.

"Master driver, sorry!" Zheng Quzhi sincerely apologized to the driver before leaving.