Yin-yang ghost hand gynecology male nurse

The financial commercial building in Xinling City has a total of 27 floors, and more than [-]% of the listed companies and financial institutions in Xinling City are concentrated on the first floor to the [-]th floor.In the eyes of the citizens, this is Xinling's own Wall Street, a holy place for white-collar workers to yearn for.

As for the 21st to 27th floors, it is said that even the mayor has never been there.I heard from insiders that the stairs end at the 21th floor, and to go up to the 27th floor, you must pass strict identity verification, such as pupil scanning, fingerprint confirmation, infrared radiation, and so on.So some people suspect that the [-]st to [-]th floors of the financial commercial building are full of gold and banknotes, which is the sky vault of Xinling City!

When the off-duty people in the hall looked at the giant-like Qin Kui, carrying a Guan Hua swaying in the wind, and walked into the elevator leading to the twentieth floor, his chin, contact lenses, and glasses fell all over the floor. .

Guan Hua has also heard of the legend of the financial commercial building. Like countless citizens, he once imagined going to the vault to spend his money. Now when he saw this magical high-tech elevator with his own eyes, Guan Hua was a little disappointed.There is no such thing as pupil scanning, fingerprint confirmation, and infrared irradiation. There are only two little ghosts bowing to Qin Kui and Guan Hua. Under their control, the elevator reaches the 21st floor smoothly.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Qin Kui rushed out. It turned out that this floor was a cafeteria, and nearly a hundred people were eating in the exquisite restaurant of thousands of square meters.

Qin Kui's popularity is really good, he ate all the way, and said hello all the way.Naturally, Guan Hua wouldn't be polite, since he doesn't need money anyway, he doesn't know anyone and is open to eating.Just like Qin Kui, he directly carried two large spoons and ate whatever he saw, fighting with food.Anyway, Qin Kui is standing there, Guan Hua is not afraid.

Everyone was very curious about this new stranger, but seeing him eating like a competition with Qin Kui, everyone gave up the idea of ​​chatting with Qin Kui, and ate the dinner on the plate honestly.

In the end, Qin Kui was full and Guan Hua was full.Both of them lay contentedly on the long massage chair, hiccupping.A large group of ghosts dressed as chefs floated out, quietly and quickly packing up all the utensils in the restaurant.

After regaining his composure, Guan Hua found a group of ghost brothers in neat suits in the corner of the restaurant, playing beautiful music hard. "That foreigner who plays the piano is Bei Bei Bei Duo what?"

"Junior Brother, this is the transfer station of our Xinling City. Eat on the first floor, sleep on the second floor, ghosts are imprisoned on the third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors, and the seventh floor is where you go to work, and the senior sister is in charge." Qin Kui Pointing his fingers, he introduced the functional divisions of the transfer station to Guan Hua.

"Brother, wait a minute, you said our senior sister is the head of the transfer station?" Guan Hua interrupted Qin Kui's train of thought and asked suddenly.

Qin Kui thought for a while and nodded. "The elder sister here has the final say."

No wonder Qin Kui ate the same way as himself, and no one came out to say no. The senior sister who has not met yet is the leader here, can't he walk sideways here in the future?Guan Hua clasped his chin with his fingers, thinking secretly.

"Xinling and the ghosts of the other three cities must be gathered here. The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors correspond to one city, and then our people arrange for them to go to the underworld." Qin Kui thought about it carefully, and rushed to Guan Hua. Smiled: "Hey, I've finished what I want to say."

"It can't be like this, second senior brother, you can't just start and end. Isn't the underworld governing ghosts going to the underworld? How can we 'meng' take care of this? Also, are these people death gods? Master is the founder of this place Is it? You didn't make it clear, there are still many problems." Guan Hua complained, rubbing his stomach.

"Oh, I remembered, the master asked me to tell you that you can live here and eat here. You can ask the elder sister about other questions, and I will explain to you that you don't understand." Qin Kui said very seriously .

"I think you can't explain clearly." Guan Hua thought to himself.

"Second Senior Brother, rest first, I'll go chat with other people." Guan Hua stood up, looking for someone to strike up a conversation with.

"Go, go, it's good for newcomers to have more contact with old people..." Qin Kui put his hands behind his head and started snoring.

Sighing to himself how powerful his sleeping ability is, Guan Hua walked towards a table of beauties.I don't know why, but Guan Hua feels that he is becoming more and more comfortable in contact with the opposite sex.

"Hi, sisters. I'm a newcomer, Guan Hua, the reincarnator." Guan Hua greeted the five beauties with a smile, and sat down.

"How are you, little handsome boy, Mrs. Zheng." Zhongmei also showed her face, winking at Guan Hua.So, the pleasant conversation began.At the same time, when Guan Hua sat on the sofa, the dozens of men sitting around the five beauties classified Guan Hua as a dangerous rival in love.

Guan Hua, a super rare male gynecology nurse who claims to understand women better than women, how could he forget his old profession.Nurse Guan, who has transformed herself into a friend of women and a gynecologist, began to discuss the topic of women's physical and mental health with a group of beauties at the transfer station.

When Guan Hua started to solve the unspeakable troubles of the five beauties, these sisters also told him a lot of information about 'Meng' that he wanted to know.

On the seventh floor of No. 20, a financial commercial building, in a gloomy office, a young woman with long hair draped over her shoulders and wearing a blue and white porcelain floral cheongsam was eating melon seeds and looking at the tablet in her hand.

"Station Master Zhao, Jin Dafu's pre-living information has been entered into your computer, this is the last nail-biting account you will solve today."

The young woman put her long legs on the two-meter-by-five-meter-long desk and stretched her waist.Said to the Bluetooth headset: "Okay, I see. Let him in."

With a clanging sound, the mechanical door made of evil peach wood slowly opened, and a blue figure floated into the largest interrogation room on the 27th floor.

"No matter what you say, I won't agree to it." As soon as Lan Yingying arrived in the room, he sat on the chair opposite Station Master Zhao with his arms folded.

"Jin Dafu, the chairman of Hengtong Co., Ltd. before his death, the apparent inheritance of 14 billion will be inherited by your descendants." The long-haired beauty raised her eyes to look at the slightly fat blue shadow opposite, and continued to read Looking at the data on the tablet. "Since I was a child, I like to hide private money and set up a small treasury. There are more than 700 million stocks, funds, cash, etc. hidden in the wall of the house. Because I left in a hurry, I didn't have time to tell my family. Ah, you fat man , actually hid so much private money. Do you feel sorry that the family can’t get it?”

"Hmph!" The fat man snorted and turned his head to the side. "One day my family will find that money, and I will never promise to give this money to you even if I die."

"Hey, Mr. Jin, you have already died. Is this the reason why you refuse us to get your private money?" Zhao Wenxin raised his feet to stand on the table, walked towards Jin Dafu, and read the information on the tablet.

"Your elder son and younger daughter stole your suicide note and became the winners at the beginning of the mud inheritance battle, but your second son and your illegitimate son took out a copy of your suicide note, so your The four children started to go to court and filed a lawsuit. Mr. Jin, your children are going to sell your villa and company, and convert all of them into RMB to facilitate the division of family property in the future. Do you think your children and grandchildren can still find your private money What? How would you feel if it was our transfer station who told you that you were going to buy your villa?"

"They're fighting? Didn't I have a good division? Why do I still have to fight? My company and house will be sold by these bastards?" Jin Dafu stood up, looked up at Station Master Zhao in a cheongsam, and urgently asked. Want to know the answer.

"Don't you think they won't? They all look like your father." The tablet left Zhao Wenxin's hand and floated in front of Jin Dafu.Seeing the photo of the four of them going to court on the screen, Jin Dafu sat back on his chair decadently.

"As a successful profiteer, you know better than anyone else the sins you have done and the people you have harmed. According to the law of the underworld, you should go to the Ninth Hell to be tortured in a frying pan." Zhao Wenxin raised his left hand and heaved a ball The raging fire immediately enveloped Jin Dafu.

"Ah, ah, it's so hot, can you still feel the pain after death?" Jin Dafu rolled on the ground in pain, trying to suppress the fire on his body.

"Everything in hell is naturally punishing the soul, how about it? The taste of being in a pan of oil is much more comfortable than being burned. People are already dead, and they still want to benefit their children and grandchildren? Think about the day you go to hell, it's the right thing to do. Zhao Wenxin blew a breath, extinguished the flame on Jin Dafu, and played with the tablet computer in his hand.

"I give you all my private money, can you really reduce the sentence?" Jin Dafu floated up, looked at Zhao Wenxin and asked.

"After signing the asset transfer contract, your more than 300 million yuan can reduce your punishment to the third iron tree hell." Zhao Wenxin said and tapped the tablet computer, and a sheepskin contract appeared in front of Jin Dafu.

"Wait a minute, my private money is 400 million. Your staff talked to me before, my money can send me to the second hell." Jin Dafu floated up and stood on the same floor as Zhao Wenxin. high.

"It used to be, but it's not anymore. The service fee of the webmaster is 100 million. You can refuse, of course I will buy your house privately, all your money will belong to me, and you will enjoy the oil of the ninth hell Fried taste." Zhao Wenxin put on petal-shaped mirrorless gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at Jin Dafu with a sweet smile.

"Okay, okay, I agree to make a contract." Jin Dafu finally gave in.

Zhao Wenxin threw the tablet in his hand onto his chair and rang the headset. "Arrange Jin Dafu to enter the Passage of the Underworld, the third layer of Iron Tree Hell."

"Received." Almost at the same time as he agreed, a dim yellow light lit up on the floor of the interrogation room, causing Jin Dafu to cover his eyes in a hurry, and then with a whoosh, Jin Dafu disappeared with a flash of golden light.

Stepping on the golden awn, Zhao Wenxin walked gracefully, tied up her long hair with a jade hairpin on top of her head with both hands, and finally put the Bluetooth headset on the storage shelf at the entrance. As soon as the gate was opened and closed, the station manager Zhao Wenxin got off work up.

The 21st floor of the financial commercial building.

"Sisters mean that the gangster is the manager of the 'dead people'. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it has existed for more than 5000 years. Isn't that as long as the history of China?" Guan Hua asked in surprise after taking a sip of juice road.

"In the early days, it was definitely not the way it is now. This is the result of 5000 years of organizational development. Xiaozheng Taihua, there are still many things you don't know." A beautiful woman whose dysmenorrhea problem was solved by Guan Hua said while He blatantly glanced at him secretly.

"Are all the sisters interrogators at the transfer station? The things you said are interesting, but I have a question, how do you know: those who even the deceased themselves forgot where to hide them-private money, where are they hidden?" ?” Guan Hua asked a perplexing question.

"Hey, I have first-hand information from the judges of the underworld." The beauty with the sexiest lips smiled and blew a kiss to Guan Hua.In the chat just now, Guan Hua told her a method of detoxification and beauty.

"I still have doubts. Since we know where the money is hidden, why don't we go get it ourselves? Why bother to sign a contract with them." Guan Hua asked puzzled.

"Because heaven and earth claim to be Fangyuan, too many injustices will lead to a thing being abandoned by the way of heaven, and many unrighteous deeds will also destroy the gangsters. It is justifiable to assign those money to the organization. This is a combination of Yin and Yang. Define the rules." A pleasant voice sounded behind Guan Hua.The five beauties stood up one after another, calling out to Big Sister happily.

Guan Hua also stood up, and looked back at the owner of the pleasant voice behind him. With just one glance, Guan Hua was deeply attracted.This beautiful woman in a blue and white porcelain floral cheongsam, with a peony bun on her head, is full of the classical beauty of Chinese culture with a long history. From head to toe, there is no imperfection. The beauty is to the extreme, and the beauty is so beautiful that it can be called a work of art.If it wasn't for the golden petal-shaped mirror frame that made her look luxurious, proud, chic, intellectual, and playful, Guan Hua would have thought that this beauty, who made people want to drool just by looking at it, came from an ink painting by a great ancient painter.Just staring at it for a second, Guan Hua took a deep breath.

During these three seconds, Guan Hua's brain short-circuited, his tongue twirled, and he became a fool in an instant.Finally, after holding back for a long time, he finally greeted the goddess in front of him. "Beauty, do you want to enlarge your breasts?"

Beauty, do you want to enlarge your breasts...

Do you want……

Breast enlargement...

Guan Hua is ready to die... The financial commercial building in Xinling City has a total of 27 floors, and more than [-]% of the listed companies and financial institutions in Xinling City are concentrated on the first floor to the [-]th floor.In the eyes of the citizens, this is Xinling's own Wall Street, a holy place for white-collar workers to yearn for.

As for the 21st to 27th floors, it is said that even the mayor has never been there.I heard from insiders that the stairs end at the 21th floor, and to go up to the 27th floor, you must pass strict identity verification, such as pupil scanning, fingerprint confirmation, infrared radiation, and so on.So some people suspect that the [-]st to [-]th floors of the financial commercial building are full of gold and banknotes, which is the sky vault of Xinling City!

When the off-duty people in the hall looked at the giant-like Qin Kui, carrying a Guan Hua swaying in the wind, and walked into the elevator leading to the twentieth floor, his chin, contact lenses, and glasses fell all over the floor. .

Guan Hua has also heard of the legend of the financial commercial building. Like countless citizens, he once imagined going to the vault to spend his money. Now when he saw this magical high-tech elevator with his own eyes, Guan Hua was a little disappointed.There is no such thing as pupil scanning, fingerprint confirmation, and infrared irradiation. There are only two little ghosts bowing to Qin Kui and Guan Hua. Under their control, the elevator reaches the 21st floor smoothly.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Qin Kui rushed out. It turned out that this floor was a cafeteria, and nearly a hundred people were eating in the exquisite restaurant of thousands of square meters.

Qin Kui's popularity is really good, he ate all the way, and said hello all the way.Naturally, Guan Hua wouldn't be polite, since he doesn't need money anyway, he doesn't know anyone and is open to eating.Just like Qin Kui, he directly carried two large spoons and ate whatever he saw, fighting with food.Anyway, Qin Kui is standing there, Guan Hua is not afraid.

Everyone was very curious about this new stranger, but seeing him eating like a competition with Qin Kui, everyone gave up the idea of ​​chatting with Qin Kui, and ate the dinner on the plate honestly.

In the end, Qin Kui was full and Guan Hua was full.Both of them lay contentedly on the long massage chair, hiccupping.A large group of ghosts dressed as chefs floated out, quietly and quickly packing up all the utensils in the restaurant.

After regaining his composure, Guan Hua found a group of ghost brothers in neat suits in the corner of the restaurant, playing beautiful music hard. "That foreigner who plays the piano is Bei Bei Bei Duo what?"

"Junior Brother, this is the transfer station of our Xinling City. Eat on the first floor, sleep on the second floor, ghosts are imprisoned on the third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors, and the seventh floor is where you go to work, and the senior sister is in charge." Qin Kui Pointing his fingers, he introduced the functional divisions of the transfer station to Guan Hua.

"Brother, wait a minute, you said our senior sister is the head of the transfer station?" Guan Hua interrupted Qin Kui's train of thought and asked suddenly.

Qin Kui thought for a while and nodded. "The elder sister here has the final say."

No wonder Qin Kui ate the same way as himself, and no one came out to say no. The senior sister who has not met yet is the leader here, can't he walk sideways here in the future?Guan Hua clasped his chin with his fingers, thinking secretly.

"Xinling and the ghosts of the other three cities must be gathered here. The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors correspond to one city, and then our people arrange for them to go to the underworld." Qin Kui thought about it carefully, and rushed to Guan Hua. Smiled: "Hey, I've finished what I want to say."

"It can't be like this, second senior brother, you can't just start and end. Isn't the underworld governing ghosts going to the underworld? How can we 'meng' take care of this? Also, are these people death gods? Master is the founder of this place Is it? You didn't make it clear, there are still many problems." Guan Hua complained, rubbing his stomach.

"Oh, I remembered, the master asked me to tell you that you can live here and eat here. You can ask the elder sister about other questions, and I will explain to you that you don't understand." Qin Kui said very seriously .

"I think you can't explain clearly." Guan Hua thought to himself.

"Second Senior Brother, rest first, I'll go chat with other people." Guan Hua stood up, looking for someone to strike up a conversation with.

"Go, go, it's good for newcomers to have more contact with old people..." Qin Kui put his hands behind his head and started snoring.

Sighing to himself how powerful his sleeping ability is, Guan Hua walked towards a table of beauties.I don't know why, but Guan Hua feels that he is becoming more and more comfortable in contact with the opposite sex.

"Hi, sisters. I'm a newcomer, Guan Hua, the reincarnator." Guan Hua greeted the five beauties with a smile, and sat down.

"How are you, little handsome boy, Mrs. Zheng." Zhongmei also showed her face, winking at Guan Hua.So, the pleasant conversation began.At the same time, when Guan Hua sat on the sofa, the dozens of men sitting around the five beauties classified Guan Hua as a dangerous rival in love.

Guan Hua, a super rare male gynecology nurse who claims to understand women better than women, how could he forget his old profession.Nurse Guan, who has transformed herself into a friend of women and a gynecologist, began to discuss the topic of women's physical and mental health with a group of beauties at the transfer station.

When Guan Hua started to solve the unspeakable troubles of the five beauties, these sisters also told him a lot of information about 'Meng' that he wanted to know.

On the seventh floor of No. 20, a financial commercial building, in a gloomy office, a young woman with long hair draped over her shoulders and wearing a blue and white porcelain floral cheongsam was eating melon seeds and looking at the tablet in her hand.

"Station Master Zhao, Jin Dafu's pre-living information has been entered into your computer, this is the last nail-biting account you will solve today."

The young woman put her long legs on the two-meter-by-five-meter-long desk and stretched her waist.Said to the Bluetooth headset: "Okay, I see. Let him in."

With a clanging sound, the mechanical door made of evil peach wood slowly opened, and a blue figure floated into the largest interrogation room on the 27th floor.

"No matter what you say, I won't agree to it." As soon as Lan Yingying arrived in the room, he sat on the chair opposite Station Master Zhao with his arms folded.

"Jin Dafu, the chairman of Hengtong Co., Ltd. before his death, the apparent inheritance of 14 billion will be inherited by your descendants." The long-haired beauty raised her eyes to look at the slightly fat blue shadow opposite, and continued to read Looking at the data on the tablet. "Since I was a child, I like to hide private money and set up a small treasury. There are more than 700 million stocks, funds, cash, etc. hidden in the wall of the house. Because I left in a hurry, I didn't have time to tell my family. Ah, you fat man , actually hid so much private money. Do you feel sorry that the family can’t get it?”

"Hmph!" The fat man snorted and turned his head to the side. "One day my family will find that money, and I will never promise to give this money to you even if I die."

"Hey, Mr. Jin, you have already died. Is this the reason why you refuse us to get your private money?" Zhao Wenxin raised his feet to stand on the table, walked towards Jin Dafu, and read the information on the tablet.

"Your elder son and younger daughter stole your suicide note and became the winners at the beginning of the mud inheritance battle, but your second son and your illegitimate son took out a copy of your suicide note, so your The four children started to go to court and filed a lawsuit. Mr. Jin, your children are going to sell your villa and company, and convert all of them into RMB to facilitate the division of family property in the future. Do you think your children and grandchildren can still find your private money What? How would you feel if it was our transfer station who told you that you were going to buy your villa?"

"They're fighting? Didn't I have a good division? Why do I still have to fight? My company and house will be sold by these bastards?" Jin Dafu stood up, looked up at Station Master Zhao in a cheongsam, and urgently asked. Want to know the answer.

"Don't you think they won't? They all look like your father." The tablet left Zhao Wenxin's hand and floated in front of Jin Dafu.Seeing the photo of the four of them going to court on the screen, Jin Dafu sat back on his chair decadently.

"As a successful profiteer, you know better than anyone else the sins you have done and the people you have harmed. According to the law of the underworld, you should go to the Ninth Hell to be tortured in a frying pan." Zhao Wenxin raised his left hand and heaved a ball The raging fire immediately enveloped Jin Dafu.

"Ah, ah, it's so hot, can you still feel the pain after death?" Jin Dafu rolled on the ground in pain, trying to suppress the fire on his body.

"Everything in hell is naturally punishing the soul, how about it? The taste of being in a pan of oil is much more comfortable than being burned. People are already dead, and they still want to benefit their children and grandchildren? Think about the day you go to hell, it's the right thing to do. Zhao Wenxin blew a breath, extinguished the flame on Jin Dafu, and played with the tablet computer in his hand.

"I give you all my private money, can you really reduce the sentence?" Jin Dafu floated up, looked at Zhao Wenxin and asked.

"After signing the asset transfer contract, your more than 300 million yuan can reduce your punishment to the third iron tree hell." Zhao Wenxin said and tapped the tablet computer, and a sheepskin contract appeared in front of Jin Dafu.

"Wait a minute, my private money is 400 million. Your staff talked to me before, my money can send me to the second hell." Jin Dafu floated up and stood on the same floor as Zhao Wenxin. high.

"It used to be, but it's not anymore. The service fee of the webmaster is 100 million. You can refuse, of course I will buy your house privately, all your money will belong to me, and you will enjoy the oil of the ninth hell Fried taste." Zhao Wenxin put on petal-shaped mirrorless gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at Jin Dafu with a sweet smile.

"Okay, okay, I agree to make a contract." Jin Dafu finally gave in.

Zhao Wenxin threw the tablet in his hand onto his chair and rang the headset. "Arrange Jin Dafu to enter the Passage of the Underworld, the third layer of Iron Tree Hell."

"Received." Almost at the same time as he agreed, a dim yellow light lit up on the floor of the interrogation room, causing Jin Dafu to cover his eyes in a hurry, and then with a whoosh, Jin Dafu disappeared with a flash of golden light.

Stepping on the golden awn, Zhao Wenxin walked gracefully, tied up her long hair with a jade hairpin on top of her head with both hands, and finally put the Bluetooth headset on the storage shelf at the entrance. As soon as the gate was opened and closed, the station manager Zhao Wenxin got off work up.

The 21st floor of the financial commercial building.

"Sisters mean that the gangster is the manager of the 'dead people'. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it has existed for more than 5000 years. Isn't that as long as the history of China?" Guan Hua asked in surprise after taking a sip of juice road.

"In the early days, it was definitely not the way it is now. This is the result of 5000 years of organizational development. Xiaozheng Taihua, there are still many things you don't know." A beautiful woman whose dysmenorrhea problem was solved by Guan Hua said while He blatantly glanced at him secretly.

"Are all the sisters interrogators at the transfer station? The things you said are interesting, but I have a question, how do you know: those who even the deceased themselves forgot where to hide them-private money, where are they hidden?" ?” Guan Hua asked a perplexing question.

"Hey, I have first-hand information from the judges of the underworld." The beauty with the sexiest lips smiled and blew a kiss to Guan Hua.In the chat just now, Guan Hua told her a method of detoxification and beauty.

"I still have doubts. Since we know where the money is hidden, why don't we go get it ourselves? Why bother to sign a contract with them." Guan Hua asked puzzled.

"Because heaven and earth claim to be Fangyuan, too many injustices will lead to a thing being abandoned by the way of heaven, and many unrighteous deeds will also destroy the gangsters. It is justifiable to assign those money to the organization. This is a combination of Yin and Yang. Define the rules." A pleasant voice sounded behind Guan Hua.The five beauties stood up one after another, calling out to Big Sister happily.

Guan Hua also stood up, and looked back at the owner of the pleasant voice behind him. With just one glance, Guan Hua was deeply attracted.This beautiful woman in a blue and white porcelain floral cheongsam, with a peony bun on her head, is full of the classical beauty of Chinese culture with a long history. From head to toe, there is no imperfection. The beauty is to the extreme, and the beauty is so beautiful that it can be called a work of art.If it wasn't for the golden petal-shaped mirror frame that made her look luxurious, proud, chic, intellectual, and playful, Guan Hua would have thought that this beauty, who made people want to drool just by looking at it, came from an ink painting by a great ancient painter.Just staring at it for a second, Guan Hua took a deep breath.

During these three seconds, Guan Hua's brain short-circuited, his tongue twirled, and he became a fool in an instant.Finally, after holding back for a long time, he finally greeted the goddess in front of him. "Beauty, do you want to enlarge your breasts?"

Beauty, do you want to enlarge your breasts...

Do you want……

Breast enlargement...

Guan Hua has the heart to die...