Chapter 222: Profiteer
In the end, Qi Ming still got two peaches for himself.
When Yang Fan gave him the peach, he was still a little reluctant, "After all, you are my nephew, and I can't let you go in vain. You can't do this next time. You should give it to me." Reward."
"If I hadn't been smart and capable and helped you catch that evil spirit, wouldn't you have harmed an innocent girl?"
"I don't want anything from you. In return, just go back and report it to me and add some performance.”
This statement sounds a bit shameless but seems to make some sense.
Qi Ming looked at her face with the expression "I am doing this for your own good, and you have to repay my little plan." For some reason, he felt like laughing.
Qi Ming coughed lightly and continued to bargain with her, "I can help you report more, but I think these two peaches are not enough."
Yang Fan sighed, With a look of heartache on his face, he took another peach, broke off half of it and gave it to him, "Okay, I'll give you another half."
That's it. It would be rude to ask for more.
Qi Ming looked at the half of the peach and rolled his eyes speechlessly. This person is really stingy.
"Let me pay for a pound of peaches for Master Qi Ming, Grandmaster." Yan Qing, who had been silent by the side, suddenly spoke.
Suddenly, the eyes of Yang Fan and Qi Ming moved to Yan Qing at the same time. They were looked at by the two big guys at the same time. Yan Qing rarely showed some nervousness and discomfort. He looked at Qi Ming's There was a bit of admiration and excitement in his eyes.
"I think it's hard for Mr. Qi Ming to come out. I'll spend money to buy him a pound. Is that okay, Master Patriarch?"
Qi Ming looked at the banquet and was filled with excitement. I appreciate it, this junior is pretty good.
Yang Fan stared at Yan Qing closely, and when she stared at her like this, Yan Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked back at her very naturally, and asked again, "Is it okay, Master Patriarch."
"Of course it is. "Yang Fan sneered, withdrew his gaze and looked at Qi Ming, his eyes full of teasing and ridicule. It's useless to clear someone's memory. It's so lonely.
Qi Ming immediately understood the meaning of her eyes, coughed slightly, and changed the subject, "I'd also like some loquats and grapes."
The scent of loquats on the back mountain was so strong that he couldn't even ignore it even if he wanted to. Can't ignore it.
If Yan Qing knew what the two big guys were thinking, he would definitely complain. You two are a nephew. Even if the memory has not been cleared, I can still know the identity of Master Qi Ming.
Yang Fan said cheerfully, "Okay, Yanqing, you take Mr. Qi Ming to pick it. It's one hundred yuan per catty. You can have any fruit you want."
If someone is willing to pay for the fruit, she is naturally the one. willing.
Yan Qing nodded, "Okay!"
Qi Ming asked, "It's not sixty yuan, how come it becomes one hundred and one kilogram?"
"You don't want to pay, why are you blabbering?" Yang Fan rolled his eyes at him, and then asked Yan Qing, "One hundred and one catties, will you buy it for him?"
Little fan Yan Qing: "Buy!"
Not to mention one hundred and one catties, even one thousand and one catties, he is willing to buy it for Grandmaster Qi Ming to eat!
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, you see they are willing to pay for it.
Qi Ming’s mouth twitched, profiteer.
Tang Yuanyuan was unable to say anything. Seeing Yan Qing so actively buying fruits for Qi Ming, he thought to himself, it must be his senior uncle Yan Qing. Don’t hug your thighs too tightly. positive.
In order to show his enthusiasm, Tang Yuanyuan also offered to help Qi Ming buy fruit. He thought, with more hands and more strength, it would be easier to hold his thigh tightly!
Qi Ming smiled proudly at Yang Fan, he was also the Patriarch, and he could tell who was more important at a glance.
Yang Fan gritted his teeth and was so proud!
“No problem, five hundred and a pound!”
Tang Yuanyuan was dumbfounded, why did the price increase so much when he bought it?
He wanted to ask why, but seeing the unsightly look on the other party's face, he didn't dare to ask in the end.
Five hundred, just five hundred, he has money.
Qi Ming finally left Yang Fan's house and returned to the underworld, carrying a pound of peaches, a pound of grapes, a pound of loquats given by Tang Yuanyuan and Yan Qing Xiaojing, and two and a half peaches given by Yang Fan.
It’s not that he doesn’t want too much, but the fruit is the best when it’s fresh.
The colleague next to him saw him coming back not long after he went out. When he came back, there were so many fresh fruits, and his eyes turned green, "I'm going! Where did you go to work?!"
Where did this man go to work and get so much fresh fruit!
Peach, loquat, grape! Made, they are all he likes to eat!
In an instant, the other colleagues stood up like hungry wolves after seeing the food, staring directly at Qi Ming, their eyes glowing green, ready to grab a picture at any time Posture.
Qi Ming curled his lips and smiled, with a bit of pride in his eyes, "I went to Huangquan Station to get this. If you want to eat it, you can go to Huangquan Station to buy fruit. It costs sixty yuan per pound. Want rmb. "Colleagues: "..."
Brother, are you okay? How many years have we been dead? Where did the rmb come from?
They couldn’t grab it, so they could only watch helplessly as Qi Ming ate the peach bite by bite, salivating like crazy.
After Qi Ming finished eating half of the peach, he collected the rest of the fruit, took it home to eat, then took the keyboard and started working.
The underworld and the evil ghost who committed the crime should be severely punished, and not only the ordinary underworld, but also their leaders should be punished!
How did the assessment lead to such a pest being used as an undercover agent?
Punishment!
The colleagues at the side looked at him eating peaches, and their eyes turned green, "Why don't you give me some of the work at Huangquan Station, and I will help you share it."
Qi Ming glanced at it He glanced at him and sneered, "I've never seen you so enthusiastic before."
When the various complaints from Huangquan Station made him nervous before, he had never seen him so enthusiastic about helping him share the work.
My colleague smiled cheekily and said, "I see you working hard outside every day, so I wanted to help you share the burden."
Qi Ming snorted and stopped talking, focusing on his work.
The colleague asked for trouble, sighed helplessly, and turned back to his work station. Suddenly he glanced at the punishment name he submitted and paused, "Qi Feng? What did he do?"
“I allowed my subordinates to collude with evil spirits and harm the lives of innocent people.”
As Qi Ming spoke the last word, the computer displayed the words that the punishment had been submitted successfully.
On the other side, at the gate of the underworld, a middle-aged male ghost wearing a uniform of a ghost kept walking around the gate, looking anxiously towards the gate from time to time, why didn't he come back? Could something have happened?
After waiting for a while, the ghost I wanted to see didn't come back.
He didn't dare to see what was going on. He heard other ghosts say that the webmaster of Huangquan Station was a tough guy who was not easy to mess with.
Could he be confronting that webmaster?
The more the middle-aged male sinister thought about it, the more he felt that this might be the case. He felt infinite regret and would not have let him out if he had known it!
No, you have to go back quickly, pretend that you don't know anything, and distance yourself from the relationship, otherwise, he will also be implicated.
The middle-aged man was about to turn around and leave. At this moment, he received the punishment of coming to the underworld management center.
A stern and cold male voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Yin Chai Ma Yong, as a gangster, you helped the evil ghost Li Feng to kill innocent people and abused the Soul Locking Bell."
"Cancel his shady position, sentenced to life imprisonment, closed Enter the ninth level of the oil pan hell among the eighteen levels of hell, and you will be punished with the oil pan punishment, and it will be executed immediately!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Ma Yong's evil sign was taken away, a soul-locking bell appeared under his feet, and at the same time, the black door opened. It opened behind him and a huge black hand dragged him away.
“No!”
In the blink of an eye, Ma Yong disappeared on the spot, a shrill roar echoed in the air, and the ghosts not far away were frightened and fled in all directions.
Oh my god, it’s so scary, run away!
One of the short ghosts ran along the group of ghosts, turning left and right, and finally ran into a big house.
"What! You said Ma Yong was arrested!" Li Feng, who was still having fun, heard the news and immediately sat up straight, "You read that right!"
"Sir, I read it right!" the short ghost said anxiously, "I saw with my own eyes that he was caught in the eighteenth level of hell."
Being able to directly use the punishment of the Eighteenth Level of Hell without a chance to appeal means that the high-ranking yin in the management center knows about his affairs.
That Da Zhuang must be in bad luck, that little bitch must have gone to find someone for help!
But who can she go to? Could it be that the new webmaster of the station contacted the management center because of the conspiracy? How could a little girl who knows some Taoism have such great abilities? !
Li Feng's mind was spinning rapidly, he got up and ran out. Now was not the time to think about who was ruining his good deeds. He had to quickly beg Lord Hei Ming to save him. If the management center punished him, Then he's finished!
Fuck! He clearly told those people not to let them burn anything for that little bitch, but they didn't listen to him. He would definitely not let them go!
Li Feng was thinking about it when suddenly a ruthless and cold voice sounded in his ears.
“The evil ghost Li Feng killed innocent people, devoured ghosts, and forced the female ghost to marry him. He violated the laws of the underworld many times. He was sentenced to be deprived of his evil ghost cultivation, sentenced to life imprisonment, and imprisoned in eighteen levels of hell. Each level Turn around until your soul is gone, and the execution is suspended."
The second after the words ended, Li Feng felt that the power in his body was being taken away. In just an instant, his cultivation level changed from a ghost to a ghost. He became an ordinary ghost without any cultivation and fell to the ground weakly.
At the same time, a large and heavy soul-locking bell appeared on his foot, and a burning pain came from his foot, making him miserable.
"Ahhhhh!" Li Feng's miserable cry echoed over the house.
The ghosts around him were frightened by him and fled in a hurry. The one who came back to report it was the short ghost who ran the fastest.
Oh my god, who are these people from Huangquan Station? How come the punishment comes so quickly? !
An unjust team leader and general on the other side who also received the news of punishment:? ? ? ?
(End of this chapter)