Chapter 220 Hiding Well

The people and ghosts in the yard all felt it. They stared at the gate room of the underworld, watching a tall and big figure slowly emerge from inside.

Feeling that the other party had ill intentions, Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan's expressions gradually became solemn. They subconsciously looked towards Yang Fan, and seeing that he had a calm face and even a hint of disgust in his expression, they instantly became less nervous.

With our great master around, we have nothing to fear.

Watching the figure gradually approaching this side, the familiar breath of terror that made her feel suffocated rushed towards her. Song Weiyi's face looked frighteningly ugly, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and she subconsciously hid behind Yang Fan.

"They're here to arrest me again..."

Yang Fan yawned in boredom, "Then you just hide."

Hearing this, the fear in Song Weiyi's heart was dispelled a little. She felt like she was not afraid of anything as long as Yang Fan was around, so she moved closer to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked at the ghost that was walking out slowly and muttered in disgust in his heart, this ghost is quite pretentious, it takes him so long to walk such a short distance, maybe it's because he is too fat to walk.

Looking at the other person's broad and large body, Yang Fan thought it was the latter.

Xi Jun glanced at Yang Fan who looked calm, and then looked at the black shadow with some malice. He was beaten today, and he would feel better only when he saw other ghosts being beaten as well.

As for the other four ghosts, they were even less nervous. This was Yang Fan's territory, a place where even high-level ghost messengers dared not act recklessly. Even if a ghost came to cause trouble, he would only be beaten.

The little white tiger jumped into Yang Fan's arms. It was a little scared because the ghost looked ferocious.

As all the people and ghosts were watching, the tall and big figure was about to reach the gate of the yard, but for some reason he suddenly stopped.

The ghost stayed there for several seconds, seemed to feel that the people here were not easy to deal with, and turned around and wanted to go back.

As he turned around, Yang Fan suddenly spoke up, "Since you're already here, why are you leaving?"

Hearing this, the others and the ghost saw that the ghost's body seemed to freeze for a moment, and he turned and left even faster, his back revealing a sense of fleeing in desperation.

But now that he was here, how could Yang Fan let her go just like that?

Yang Fan raised his hand and quickly drew a talisman. The golden talisman flew quickly towards the ghost. His five fingers slowly tightened, and the tall and big figure was forcibly dragged out backwards.

His true face was exposed to everyone.

It was a male ghost about two meters tall, huge in size and with an ugly face.

After seeing the ghost's appearance clearly, Qian Cang exclaimed, "This is Li Feng's subordinate Da Zhuang!"

Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishu also recognized that this male ghost was one of the thugs following the evil ghost Li Feng.

It’s not their fault that they know too much, it’s just that Li Feng is too ostentatious in the underworld. He often brings his little brothers around the underworld. This male ghost named Dazhuang is one of them.

A trace of panic flashed across Da Zhuang's ferocious face. He struggled frantically to break free from Yang Fan's control, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from the restraints, and his face became more and more hideous.

It didn't stop until it was dragged to the middle of the yard.

Li Feng's subordinates... this young lady was forced to get married... A white light flashed in Liang Zishu's mind, and she suddenly cried out, looking at Song Weiyi with sympathy.

"So you are the unlucky female ghost who was forced to marry by Li Feng!"

Her eyes fell on the soul-locking bell on Song Weiyi's foot, and she couldn't help but swear, "Fuck, putting a soul-locking bell on you to force you to get married is fucking evil!"

Before, the ghost told her that Li Feng and the Yincha had a good relationship, but she didn't feel anything. Now she saw that the tool that should have been used by the Yincha to catch bad ghosts was locked on Song Weiyi's feet, just to force her to marry him. Liang Zishu felt as uncomfortable as if she had eaten shit. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The anger that she had suppressed when she was working because of the two dog barks that delayed her work suddenly rose up.

Suddenly, something seemed to flash before Jian Xiangdi's eyes.

The next second, Liang Zishu, who was originally standing beside him, suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of the ghost named Dazhuang.

"Ahhh! Beat to death you beasts who are worse than pigs and dogs, you rubbish! Damn you! If there are no mirrors for sale in the underworld, why don't you take a piss and look at yourselves? You are uglier than those ghosts who were killed in car accidents. Where do you get the courage to force such a beautiful girl? Go to hell!"

Others and ghosts: "..."

They stared blankly at Liang Zishu as she instantly switched from a lively and cheerful big sister to a violent warrior, punching and kicking Dazhuang, especially targeting his vulnerable parts.

Even if he becomes a ghost, that position is still the most vulnerable spot for a male ghost.

Da Zhuang was originally controlled by Yang Fan's talisman and could not move. He had no power to resist Liang Zishu's punches and kicks. He was flattened and rolled like a doll, begging for mercy and crying continuously.

“Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! I was forced into doing this, I know I was wrong, ahhhh!”

"Despicable! How dare you call me despicable!" Liang Zishu's ears automatically filtered out other words, and he only heard the word "forced". "Go to hell, die, die!"

The force on his feet became stronger.

The horror of that thing is no less than Yang Fan’s Heavenly Thunder Talisman.

The men present looked at Da Zhuang's vulnerable part being kicked one after another, their faces changed slightly, and they felt a slight discomfort in some part of their body.

Yue Ya was so surprised that she forgot to eat the fruit and looked at Liang Zishu with admiration, "Sister, you are so handsome."

Qian Cang silently clamped his legs together.

Xi Jun hid back a little, looking frightened. Fortunately, he didn't provoke her just now.

What terrifying beings these girls at Huangquan Station are! Even an ordinary evil ghost-level ghost can have such great lethality.

Yang Fan was stunned watching from the side. When she came to her senses, she turned around and asked Song Weiyi who was hiding behind her, "Do you want to come up and have a couple of tries?"

Song Weiyi was confused, "Can I?"

Yang Fan nodded.

Since it is possible, she will not be polite. Song Weiyi looked at Da Zhuang who was unable to move, and thought of all the experiences she had had in the past few days. She took a deep breath, shouted loudly, and then rushed towards Da Zhuang.

I used all my strength to punch him hard on the body, with a bang.

The whole place fell silent instantly, and all the people and ghosts looked at Song Weiyi. Under their gaze, Song Weiyi's expression changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Liang Zishu stopped.

"Ah! It hurts so much!" Song Weiyi covered her injured hand and jumped on the spot. The bells on her feet kept ringing with her movements.

Song Weiyi was not convinced and hit him again. It hurt even more. All the grievances suppressed in her heart suddenly surged up. She couldn't hold it back. Like a little kid, she cried and complained to Yang Fan, "His skin is too thick. My hand hurts so much, wuwuwu..."

Others and ghosts: "..."

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth twitched wildly, he covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly at it, he was as fierce as a tiger, and the damage was 2.5.