Chapter 128 Zombies Can Cast Spells

Chapter 128 Zombies Can Cast Spells

Chapter 128 Zombies Can Cast Spells

Because Joan heard Dr. Lin say that he wanted to take Tan Wenjie for a walk, the two of them walked slowly along the road.

Tan Wenjie walked very slowly with his crutches. Joan stretched out her hand earnestly, as if ready to support him at any time, but she stepped back to keep a certain distance away.

A car suddenly passed by.

"Ouch!" Tan Wenjie was startled and subconsciously turned to the right... Hmm? Joan temporarily adjusted her direction and fell to the right and back.

"Are you okay?" Joan supported him and stomped her feet angrily.

Seeing her gritting her teeth, Tan Wenjie mistakenly thought that she was stomping on the ground to pray to the gods.

"fine."

Tan Wenjie shook his head: "But I accidentally lost my walking stick."

Joan: "Let me hold you first, and we'll slowly look for it. It must be nearby."

"Well, let's look for it slowly."

Tan Wenjie gently kicked the crutch with his left foot, sweeping it into the green belt, and then poked it into the grove without losing momentum.

"Ouch! Who is that!" Someone screamed in the distance, and then two bald mandarin ducks came out.

I was so angry this morning, it was an eye-opener.

Joan blushed, and without even mentioning looking for a cane, she lowered her head and urged quietly, "Let's go."

Tan Wenjie was embarrassed: "My legs can't walk fast."

Joan: "Let me help you."

Tan Wenjie hugged the fragrant Joan and emphasized in his heart that next time, he would never use the despicable self-torture trick again.

He has always been an upright person, really.

Shopping, eating, watching movies.

There was no crazy thrusting at all, not even three thousand times.

In the afternoon, Tan Wenjie and Joan separated and agreed to date again next time when Joan was on vacation or after get off work.

When looking for a girlfriend, you must find one who doesn't have many holidays so that she can have time to meet other girlfriends. Instead of managing your own time, it is better to let them manage your time.

At the intersection of parting, Tan Wenjie touched his mouth and said, "I've already said it before, I'm very conservative, and I don't like to eat cosmetics."

Joan, who was sitting in the car, snorted softly. She had already noticed that Tan Wenjie's leg had healed, but she still cooperated with Tan Wenjie's acting and let him lean on her.

Dishonest.

However, there's nothing bad about it.

……

"Do you realize that you just ruined my chance of losing my virginity?"

Tan Wenjie raised his finger and pointed at the male ghost Zhou Sir: "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I will kill you today."

"You? A virgin?"

Sir Zhou looked like he had seen a ghost.

"You're a ghost, why do you look like you've seen a ghost?" Tan Wenjie complained, "Also, I've never done this before in this world. That was my first kiss!"

He is very tough, and his record is testament to that.

Sir Zhou decided not to waste time with Tan Wenjie: "There is news about my case. That group of people are planning to buy arms."

“Let the police do it.”

"They are using AK in Hong Kong."

Tan Wenjie was puzzled: "You mean, the force value is too low and it's not worth your effort?"

"I mean, if they become terrorists and start killing people in the streets, should the police just use small-caliber pistols to shoot them?"

"Contact the Flying Tigers."

Tan Wenjie really didn't understand why people always asked him to cross the border. He was a ghost catcher, not a thief catcher. Was he going to fight others with a chainsaw?

It's impossible that the world will stop turning without me, so it's better to destroy it.

"I haven't found out any specific information about them yet. I only know that a group of gangsters are involved in this arms deal." Sir Zhou pointed to the right, "The two helpers you found for me were only of some use."

"Then you are quite amazing." He praised sincerely.

Those are Jin Macky and Meng Chao, the urban version of Qiu Sheng and Wencai. Their characteristic is that they know how to cheat others. The worst thing is that they don't have Uncle Jiu to protect them. These two useless people who are incapable of doing anything but will definitely do something extraordinary when they fail, actually played a role.

Tan Wenjie suddenly thought of someone, Zhong Fabai, who only played in the peak game.

They are all in the same industry, and judging from the performance in the movie, the other party should be quite strong.

It is not easy to have no monsters or demons within a radius of twenty miles. Places like Uncle Jiu, Simu, etc. only cover an area of ​​dozens of miles at most, and are often haunted or plagued by zombies.

In the movie, the opponent died at the hands of the evil ghost Miyake thanks to his bad teammates, otherwise it would be hard to say what would have happened after the Seven-Star Lamp was lit.

The Sanzhai that Zhong Fabai faced was the one who had drunk human blood, while the Sanzhai that Tan Wenjie faced was the one who was sealed. The strengths of the two Sanzhai were also different. In short, it can be confirmed that Zhong Fabai's strength is not simple.

You can get to know it briefly.

"Okay, I'll help you." Tan Wenjie nodded in agreement.

Ghosts like Zhou Sir who can move freely, are not afraid of sunlight, and have clear minds are really useful.

With his help, he barely had an extra ghost informant in the ghost world.

Mr. Zhou was overjoyed. With Tan Wenjie's help, there would be no problem. When Tan Wenjie returned to the clinic, he happened to run into the police who were waiting there.

"Master Tan, our director wants to see you."

"Director?"

……

"I am the director, you can call me Madam King."

Inside the police station.

Madam Wang looked at Tan Wenjie with admiration.

Yesterday, the zombie incident caused riots across Hong Kong, and some fearless TV stations live broadcast part of the content. Although it was stopped in time, some content still leaked.

In order to deal with the negative impact of last night, they had to lie to the public that they were filming a movie, and even found a director on short notice to shoot the movie and create some news.

Madam Wang told Tan Wenjie about the follow-up procedures.

"So, you want me to play the leading male role?" Tan Wenjie shook his head. He had no interest in acting. "Who will be the leading female role with me? How many love triangles will there be? What's the plot like? Will there be any kissing scenes?"

Madam Wang: “…”

"Master Tan, I want to thank you for your help yesterday. I hope you won't tell anyone about the real situation of the zombie incident." Madam Wang said, "Also, for your help yesterday, we hope to hire you as a security consultant for the police station."

"Sorry, I refuse."

Tan Wenjie shook his head. "My biological clock is messed up, I get grumpy when I wake up, and I don't like wearing uniforms. It's better for me to be the leading actor in a movie than to be a police officer."

"But what if this happens again next time? We don't have the means to deal with it."

"Call me and I'll charge you based on the number of times you call me."

Local girls charge by the number of times they have sex, but you actually want to trap me with cheap salary and then exploit me madly. You are so cruel!
"Okay, let's do it." Madam King also thought this method was very good, although she would rather have such talents under her command.

There are many cases of ghosts, and there was no way to deal with them in the past. Even if there were some old policemen who knew strange magic in the local police stations, they were helpless when faced with those things.

The strength displayed by Tan Wenjie made her envious.

If you are not a subordinate, you cannot command the other party at will.

The prize money was 50 yuan, which was not a lot. Tan Wenjie charged his clients based on all of their property, and 50 yuan was obviously not all.

If you have money, give more; if you don’t have money, give less.

"There is one more thing I hope Master Tan can help with."

"Call me Ajie, no need to call me Master Tan, just call me Madam Wang."

I didn't expect that business would come to me again, too quickly. Fortunately, I didn't agree to be a policeman, otherwise I would have no place to cry about my low salary.

"A gentleman brought in a little child this morning."

"child?"

"Yeah, it's probably the child of those two zombies from last night. We'd like to know what to do with it."

Tan Wenjie gestured with his right hand as if he was holding a knife, and flicked it lightly at his neck: "Kill him."

If you encounter a zombie, you must kill it, unless it is a purple-eyed, long-legged zombie wearing a wedding dress.

Little zombies will not grow up. If they were raised in the zombie world of the Republic of China, it would be fine. However, this world is different. There are many ghosts, but no masters. Even Gillian's nephew Fenjiao is extremely weak here.

In a world without masters, every threat left behind is a time bomb.

Madam Wang: "We don't know how to do it, and the thing keeps crying, but it doesn't look like a human."

She just wanted Tan Wenjie to deal with the little zombies, whether by killing them or using them in other ways.

"Leave it to me, and remember to pay the bill."

"Don't worry, I've prepared a card for you to deposit your bonus into."

Tan Wenjie gave a thumbs up and said, "Don't worry, I'll do the job."

Why do I suddenly have a sense of déjà vu about being a villain?

If you take the money to do the job and as long as you don't die, your employer will never be in danger.

The little zombie was locked in an interrogation room and tied up with ropes.

When Tan Wenjie pushed open the door, a black shadow flew towards him, and he easily knocked the other person to the ground.

The little zombie stood up with a "woohoo" and moved its head. The tables and chairs in the interrogation room actually floated up slowly, and then slowly fell towards Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand again, caught the table and chairs and put them on the ground.

Now he finally understood why the two zombies he encountered last night had an inexplicable buoyancy.

"Zombies know magic?"

You have to be invincible.

The little zombie's magic ability is even better than that of its zombie parents. If the pair of zombies last night could also move objects in a similar way with telekinesis, such as controlling guns to fire at Tan Wenjie, or controlling the steering wheel of a car to crash directly into him, it would definitely not be easy for Tan Wenjie to win.

A few minutes later, Tan Wenjie held down the little zombie with one hand.

The little zombie struggled to jump up, but Tan Wenjie's big hand seemed to have a tremendous force, pressing him down so that he couldn't move.

"Next, I will give you a simple intelligence test, starting with math problems. By the way, your name from now on will be Xiao Ming. If you want to call me Wei, that's fine too. I'll see if you can be obedient."

Tan Wenjie knocked on the table, like a teacher giving one-on-one tutoring to students: "The first question is, there is a farm..."

(End of this chapter)