Reborn Zombie Supreme

"Hey, Mr. He, can you do magic?" Wang Zhenzhen looked at He Cheng's palm strangely.

A stack of yellow paper, without fire, turned into paper ashes.

"I know a little bit. If your school has a performance next time, I can help."

"That's great!" Wang Zhenzhen clapped her hands happily.

He Cheng turned to look at Kuang Fusheng again. This second-generation zombie, whose strength had been fully restored, had a solemn expression at this time.

As long as one of the stack of yellow talismans is pasted, Kuang Fusheng will remain in place like a wooden figure, unable to move. But when it falls into He Cheng's hands, the mana and talismans on the yellow paper disappear before they even have time to light up. .

Its strength has been confirmed once again.

"Fusheng, thank you very much for bringing me to play games, but it's getting dark soon, so we'd better go back quickly. There has been a murderer near the Jiajia Building recently, and it's very scary."

Kuang Fusheng nodded mechanically, "Then, let's go back together..."

The three of them left together.

He Cheng's face showed no surprise, as relaxed and casual as when he came.

Wang Zhenzhen's mental state was not right, she was always distracted, and she glanced at He Cheng.

And the same goes for Kuang Fusheng, who keeps peeking at He Cheng.

"That's three months' worth..."

He Yingqiu looked at the empty palms of his hands, and a chill ran from his heels to the back of his spine.

That pile of yellow talismans, which he sold to Ma Xiaoling and other Taoist priests and warlocks who hunted ghosts and cleaned them up, was enough for them to use for three months without stopping. Even with the legendary zombie king and his generals, he was confident that the generals would return injured.

But just now, the other party gently grabbed it and directly extinguished the aura on the talisman.

"I'm getting older, I'm getting older, I'm getting older..." He Yingqiu sighed helplessly and shook his head. He knew that he couldn't intervene in this matter, and there was no way to intervene.

The three people left the arcade, but did not return to Jiajia Building immediately.

"Mr. He, isn't this bad?"

Wang Zhenzhen sat on a chair and looked around nervously.

It can be called a magnificent high-end restaurant. The entire floor is empty, and there are waiters on both sides, ready to serve at any time.

She had seen this restaurant in the newspaper. It was said to be the most luxurious restaurant in Hong Kong. It was opened by Lin Guodong, the vice president of Ridong Group, specifically to receive VIPs. Usually, few people would come here to eat.

"I promised Husheng before that I would take him to eat good food. It happened that this store was very close, so I came over."

He Cheng smiled at Kuang Fusheng, "You're welcome, I won't be able to finish eating later, but if you don't give me face, the consequences of my anger will be serious."

Kuang Fusheng's face turned bitter.

He wanted He Cheng to treat him to dragon meat, which was not human food, but he had been dragged here and wanted to eat even if he didn't want to.

Thinking about the strength He Cheng had shown just now, Kuang Fusheng couldn't even imagine the consequences if he gritted his teeth and refused to eat.

"Dad is right, I shouldn't mess with you casually." Kuang Fusheng knew that even if he spoke softly, the other party could hear him clearly.

"Fusheng, what did you say?" Wang Zhenzhen asked doubtfully.

"No, I said my stomach feels uncomfortable today, maybe..."

"Maybe I need to eat more good food to replenish my meal." He Cheng waved to the waiter and said, "Order."

Ten minutes later, one dish after another was brought to the table.

Although it is a Western-style restaurant, because He Cheng ordered too many dishes, the dishes on the table were spread out like a Chinese wedding banquet, with plates piled on top of each other, bowls next to bowls, and the dining table looked like a hill.

"Mr. He, it seems we can't eat so much." Wang Zhenzhen was also frightened by this terrifying battle.

"It's for Susheng. He has a good appetite and can eat them all."

"Eat them all?"

"Didn't I remember that you are very good at eating? Don't you think you can eat?"

"You can eat it! You can eat it all!" How dare Kuang Fusheng say no.

…

Three hours later, Kuang Fusheng rubbed his stomach and followed He Cheng and Wang Zhenzhen out of the restaurant with a look of pain on his face.

It also once again confirmed what Kuang Tianyou said before, never mess with him.

Even if he didn't use his strength, he couldn't beat this man.

"Fusheng is a child, he is a bit greedy, but he is actually very cute." Wang Zhenzhen gently held her glasses and explained to He Cheng: "Mr. He, this meal cost you a lot of money, I can help you share it." A little, after all, I also ate a lot.”

"No need, as long as you are happy eating"

He Cheng suddenly paused. Two women in fashionable clothes and makeup came from a distance.

The two women were not interested in He Cheng at all, but their eyes stayed on Kuang Fusheng for a long time.

They looked at each other, smiled and left.

"Why, Mr. He knows them?"

"We will get to know each other later"

Green snakes and white snakes can't hide under He Cheng's six ears and heavenly eyes.

According to the script of "Destiny", it's time for these two snake monsters to appear. He Cheng is just a little weird. These two snakes are a bit ugly. If Xiao Qing sees them, he doesn't know if he will go berserk.

Kuang Fusheng was not interested in the attention of the two beauties at all. He was suffering from stomachache and cramps, and a force seemed to burst out of his body.

This time, He Cheng did not deliberately harass anyone. They returned to Jiajia Building at a normal speed, but they happened to see a police car at the door.

"Why, the police haven't left yet?" Wang Zhenzhen was confused.

"It's not that he didn't leave, he's here again."

Sure enough, as He Cheng finished speaking, Kuang Tianyou walked out of Jiajia Building with his police colleagues.

"Resurrection, what's wrong with you?"

"I...Brother He invited me to eat. My stomach feels a little uncomfortable..." Kuang Fusheng hesitated, not daring to explain clearly.

"Go back to the bathroom quickly." Kuang Tianyou could immediately guess the cause and effect of the matter, but he had no reason to blame He Cheng.

"Excuse me, Mr. He."

"It doesn't matter, Resurrection is very cute. Next time I have a chance, I will take him out to eat."

Kuang Tianyou twitched the corner of his mouth, if he tried it again, even a zombie would be able to lose his strength and die in pain.

"Mr. Kuang, haven't you gotten off work yet?" Wang Zhenzhen asked doubtfully.

"No, someone died again in Jiajia Building."

"Another death?"

Murders occur one after another, and it is very likely that a murderer is lurking nearby.

"Mr. He, and Zhenzhen, you must be careful when you go out in the future." At least Kuang Tianyou can be sure that these two murders really have nothing to do with He Cheng.

A murder occurred in Jiajia Building and some of the residents were taken away. Some of the remaining residents did not leave because of their age or due to rent and other reasons.

In the next two days, Jiajia Building became much quieter.

On the third day, night.

Knock knock,

knocking.

He Cheng opened the door.

"Sister Jin, is something wrong?"

"Of course something has happened, come down quickly!" Sister Jin said with a panicked look on her face: "Today my son Zhongzhong will set up an altar in Jiajia Building and ask the Xuanwu boy to show up and eliminate the ghosts in Jiajia Building. Mr. He, please come with us. Otherwise, all the ghosts will come to your house!"

"OK"

Sister Jin asked: "By the way, remember to pack red envelopes. Xuanwu boy is very clever, so you can't miss red envelopes."

"Don't worry, there won't be any shortage."

The two came to the door of Jiajia Building,

This night the sky was dark and there were no stars.