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Chapter 209: People and ghosts are evil

A few minutes later, the wooden boat docked.

Su Xun shook the soul-catching bell and commanded the nine corpses to disembark first.

Then he took out one hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to the boatman: "Old man, boat fare."

Fatty Mei, Xiao Bai, Qin Zhu, including the boatman, and even the water ghosts wrapped in the fishing nets of the boatman's stern were all stunned.

After all, it was previously said that a living person would cost one thousand yuan, and two people would be two thousand yuan.

Su Xun only gave a hundred yuan, what does this mean?

"Young man, there is no fear after crossing the river, right? One thousand per person is my rule, which cannot be broken."

The boatman glanced at Su Xun, did not pick up his money, his voice was hoarse, showing a little coldness.

Su Xun chuckled and mocked: "Old clapper, you are still acting with me. You take me as a fool. You stepped on a horse and ganged up with that water ghost to slaughter the guest, right? ."

When his words fell, Fat Mei and Qin Zhu both showed incredible colors.

"Young man, just tell me if I don't want to pay the boat fare, why should I be so **** and innocent?" The boatman said coldly, looking insulted by dignity.

"Okay, I will let you die more reconciled." Su Xun nodded and said slowly: "I asked you on the boat if you are so proficient, do you often do business, you didn't say anything."

"Where is there so many water ghosts in modern society for you to catch every day? You think this is a water ghost production base, right?"

Fatty Mei suddenly woke up, his face changed, and he looked at the old man with bad eyes.

You don’t care if you give money, but you are slaughtered by someone as a fool.

"Boy, I don't understand what you are saying, but the boat fare is 1,000 per person, don't force me..."

Before the old man finished speaking, a pitch-black pistol was placed on his head, and his body instantly stiffened in place.

Su Xun held the gun and looked at him with a smile: "How about forcing you? Say, keep talking."

"Little brother, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Don't go away. Let's say something slowly. This time it's an old thing. I don't have long eyes. I don't want the boat fare.

The old-fashioned persecutor with a bit of cold image was instantly exposed under the threat of the muzzle, and this picture of the moral character is simply the old version of Fatty Mei.

When he opened his mouth, he numbly admitted that he had colluded with the water ghost to blackmail the ship fare.

"Oh fuck, old stuff, I didn't expect your methods to be so dirty, the routine is quite deep, you also raised this water ghost."

Fatty Mei doesn't get angry. That's a thousand yuan. How many buns and pickles can he eat?

The old man had a pleased smile on his face: "I'm just kidding, just make a little money to support the family."

"Snapped!"

Fatty Mei slapped him on the head: "Made, Lao Tzu praises you, you are quite proud, right?"

"Explain it yourself." Su Xun thrust his forehead with a gun.

Under the influence of the muzzle justice, the old man smiled bitterly and said: "Two little brothers, I can't help it. Now, people from the fire brigade can salvage the dead bodies, and there are fewer and fewer water ghosts. This is the next best move..."

According to the old man's confession, his name is Huang Youde, he is fifty-three this year, and his ancestors have been corpse collectors for generations.

Since salvaging the corpse is now the job of the fire brigade, he successfully lost his job.

By chance, he caught a water ghost, and then raised the water ghost. He was embarrassed by a single ghost and dedicated himself to slaughtering passengers on the Wujiang River.

Every time the ship sailed to the middle of the river, the water ghost would come out to scare people, and then Huang Youde easily subdued, showing his superb strength.

In this way, no matter how much he wants, the passengers on the ship will not bargain with him after seeing how good he is.

On the contrary, he will be regarded as a benefactor of life-saving grace and give him more boat fares.

Relying on this job, he got up early and greedily slaughtered customers on the river surface. He bought a house in a year, and he often had spare money to help those women who were 800 a night.

"Tsk tusk, okay, kind of business-minded."

Su Xun said without a smile.

Huang Youde licked a face with a flattering smile and said, "No matter how cunning I am, haven't I been seen through by your little brother's fiery eyes? That...Can you put down the gun first? I'm pretty scared."

"Just because of your virtue, you can also pretend to be the superior demeanor just now. You don't usually practice less." Su Xun asked casually, still not removing the muzzle.

Huang Youde said modestly: "Where and where, practice makes perfect, practice makes perfect."

"Snapped!"

Fatty Mei slapped his head again: "You are proud again, my elder brother praises you, you are very proud."

"No, no, I have fully realized my mistakes, and I swear that I will never do such unscrupulous things again." Huang Youde said, he must raise his hands and swear.

Su Xun and Fatty Mei didn't stop them, they both watched coldly.

Upon seeing this, Huang Youde smirked, and put down his raised hand again: "Well, I went out to look at the calendar today. It is not appropriate to swear today."

The people of their profound sect believe in swearing, and they must not swear indiscriminately.

"One thousand yuan." Fatty Mei said.

Huang Youde's eyes widened when he heard the words, he glanced at Su Xun again, rubbed his hands and said: "This is not so good, how embarrassed, just as the little brother said, one hundred yuan, give me one hundred enough."

"You want to eat your ass." Fatty Mei glared at him and stretched out his hand: "I said you gave us a thousand yuan. Your water ghost is so ugly that it scares us, and I don't understand the cost of mental damage. , One thousand per person."

The corners of Huang Youde's mouth twitched, and his mother sold it. Can you two corpse slayers who traveled across the mountains at night be scared by a water ghost?

Blackmail, Chi Guoguo's blackmail!

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Not to mention that Fatty Mei wants to pay for mental damage, even if he wants to pay for abortion, he has to obediently pay.

Huang Youde painfully gave Fatty Mei two thousand yuan. Come on, Cuihua, I can't go to your business tonight.

Fatty Mei caught the money, drew out a hundred and threw it to him: "Don't say we bully people, the boat fare should be given to you, and take it."

In Huang Youde's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses ran by, blackmailing Lao Tzu's money to pay for Lao Tzu's boat fare, Lao Tzu also has to thank you.

"In the future, do not do such crooked things, otherwise I will teach you to be a man next time."

Su Xun warned him, put away the gun, shook the bell and carried the body on the road.

"Hey, yes, yes, what the little brother taught is that I have lived as a dog at this age, and of course I am awake today."

Huang Youde nodded and bowed. He raised his head and cursed, "Fuck! Two bastards!"

After cursing, he released the water ghost from the fishing net in the stern.

"Old Huang, what are we doing next?" The water ghost flirted with his messy hair like aquatic plants.

Huang Youde sighed: "I missed you today. It's okay to be planted. I thought of a new way to make a fortune. I don't believe in this business. I can still meet the two **** just now."

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