Beauty's personal servant

At this time, there were several more people outside the rescue room.

One is long Mao's brother, Han Da, the fat boss of the breakfast shop not far from the door of the hospital. At this time, the fat boss lost a lot of weight.

Recently, the people of the crown prince party are quite rampant, especially those gangsters who collect protection fees. After suffering from Chen Feng in their own store, they come to the store every once in a while to find fault.

In desperation, Han Da simply closed the door and rested at home. If Chen Feng had not assured him that the crown prince party would not be around for too long, he would have found another way out. But even so, Han Da still can't eat well and sleep well every night. Who calls that breakfast shop his lifeblood.

He Shan also came. As young people of the same age, He Shan and Changmao had long become good friends. At this time, He Shan and he Xiulian climbed out of the quilt as soon as they saw that Changmao had been stabbed, and felt the hospital in a hurry.

"Ding -"

There was a clear sound, and the light of "rescue" on the operating room went out. After waiting for a moment, a white coat came out.

"Doctor, how's it going? Is my brother okay?" Han Dayi grabbed the sleeve of his white coat and hurriedly asked.

"Sorry, the patient's heart was directly penetrated by a knife, resulting in massive bleeding in the chest and heart failure. The rescue was ineffective. We have done our best. " The voice of the white coat was dim.

Han Da seemed to have lost all his strength by this sentence. All of a sudden, he sat on the ground with his eyes staring at the floor, speechless.

At this moment, the fat boss, who had been smiling at everyone, seemed to have lost all hope in life and seemed dead.

"Woo -" as soon as the doctor's words fell, Xiao Wu covered his mouth and cried. His tears rolled down like a string of broken pearls, and soon wet his chest.

He Xiulan hugged Xiao Wu and comforted her gently.

After a minute or two, the body of long hair covered with white cloth was pushed out.

The crowd rushed up, lying on the edge of the bed car and crying bitterly.

Long Mao's face was pale without any blood, and his whole body had gradually stiffened. The white cloth on the chest has been dyed red by blood, just like a blooming rose, delicate and beautiful.

Only Chen Feng quietly looked at long Mao and said nothing.

Different from what others saw, in Chen Feng's eyes, long hair floated quietly above the body, looking sadly at several people around. In particular, it is unspeakable sadness and nostalgia to see his eldest brother's sad appearance, and Xiao Wu's red and swollen eyes and cracked lips.

At his feet was his gradually cold body.

"Boss, can you see me?" Changmao suddenly saw Chen Feng staring at him quietly and exclaimed.

The moment he got out of his body, he knew that he was dead. Now I am just a ghost. Ordinary people can't see themselves at all.

Chen Feng nodded, didn't speak, just motioned to long Mao, and went to an empty room. With an inquiry in his eyes, long Mao floated under the ceiling and followed Chen Feng all the way into it.

This room is a medical device recycling room, which specially recycles the medical waste from the operating room, such as needles and bandages. Usually, no one will come except the cleaners. But now it's three o'clock in the morning. Naturally, the cleaners won't come to work so early.

"Boss..." long Mao opened his mouth and stopped talking.

Chen Feng looked at him quietly, but he didn't speak. He seemed to be waiting for something.

After a few minutes, Chen Feng's mind moved and lowered his head towards the floor. At the same time, a breath of Yin gushed out of the floor and quickly filled the whole room.

"It's time for Han San to report with me to the underworld!" A gloomy voice came, and two white figures rose slowly from the floor.

The ghost of the underworld is specially to lead the souls of dead people in the secular world into the underworld to prevent evil spirits in the secular world from running rampant.

The two ghosts almost appeared. They didn't even look at Chen Feng on one side. They just stared at long Mao coldly.

"Han San, don't come yet!" A ghost shook the chain in his hand at long Mao. The iron chain made a crisp sound, emitting a breath that made long hair afraid.

There was a flash of panic on long Mao's face, which was more deeply nostalgic and reluctant to give up.

"Boss, please help me take care of my big brother and... Xiao Wu." With this sentence, long Mao's body involuntarily fell between the two ghosts.

"Jingle jingle", the chain was put on the hairy neck. After these, the two ghosts still didn't look at Chen Feng and had to drill underground.

"Wait!" Chen Feng suddenly opened his mouth in silence.

"Huh?" The two ghosts turned to Chen Feng and said coldly, "I didn't expect that you, a mortal, could see me waiting. However, since you can see us, there must be some people who are good at Taoism. Don't you know the sin of intercepting ghosts? "

Chen Feng ignored the ghost's angry drink, but quietly looked at the dead gray long hair on his face and said, "long hair, now do you understand the true face of the world?"

Long hair raised his gray face: "I see. I didn't expect that there are gods and ghosts in this world. However, it's too late to understand at the moment."

Chen Feng shook his head, smiled confidently and said, "it's not too late, it's not too late, as long as you understand." After a pause, Chen Feng's eyes were full of Brilliance: "if you serve me all your life in exchange for your chance of resurrection, would you like to?"

Chen Feng has his own plan. Originally, when the long hair Yin spirit was found to be separated from the body, he could be rescued and let his Yin spirit return to the body and resurrect. However, Chen Feng wanted to let him see the gods and ghosts of the world, so he had the next things.

Hearing Chen Feng's words, long Mao nodded and said yes, and there was a strong expectation on his face.

It's not easy to be your own boss.

"Rampant! Can you and other mortals intervene in the affairs of my underworld? Get back quickly, or I'll go to the judge and sue you for obstructing law enforcement and reducing your life expectancy by ten years! " The two ghosts felt that their dignity was provoked and suddenly became angry.

"Shut up!" Chen Feng's eyes stared and his powerful momentum rushed towards the two ghosts, which immediately made them out of breath.

Chen Feng's strength is not what he used to be. With the help of the relic, he has broken through the Ning yuan in one fell swoop and reached the foundation period.

Unfortunately, these two ghosts are the lowest first-class ghosts. According to the realm of truth cultivation, they are only the strength of the Qi training period. How can they withstand the strong momentum of Chen Feng's foundation period. Being rushed by Chen Feng's momentum, he suddenly softened.

Chen Feng hooked his fingers at long Mao. Long Mao's body automatically broke away from the enchanting iron chain and came to Chen Feng faintly.

"Bold! How dare you rob the spirit? It's a great evil. I'm sure the hell will investigate it to the end! " Although the ghost was forced to soften his legs by Chen Feng's momentum, he still threatened Chen Feng with both voice and color.

"Ha ha." Chen Feng raised his hand and a green flying sword was vaguely suspended in front of the two ghosts, emitting a heavy cold.

"On this sword, there is the breath of Cui judge..." the two ghost messengers looked at each other in horror, and then ignored Chen Feng, and jumped into the ground.