Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 209 I dare not even dream about it, I think it is my brother
"Hahahahaha!"

At this moment, Xu Kunfan has completely fallen into madness and despair.

When the truth was revealed and he knew he had no way out and everything was about to collapse, he instead burst into hysterical laughter. That laughter was filled with despair. It was the final catharsis of a man who was heartbroken before dying.

Forcing a drunk woman to have sex at a drinking party is a crime of rape.

Including the three victims during the fierce battle, there were seven people in total, and there might be one more case of molestation...

In addition to facing severe legal punishment, he also has to face huge breach of contract compensation from the brand because of his damaged image and inability to fulfill his contract.

Xu Kunfan staggered to his feet and stood in front of the balcony window sealed with a black curtain. His former star halo was instantly shattered, and now only dejection and fear remained.

At this moment, Xiao Zizai stared at his mobile phone and suddenly his face froze.

His eyes were fixed on the phone screen, and at this moment a new trending search appeared on the list.

"The scandal of a celebrity named Xu may expose the truth of a certain hospital's gray industry chain. The person involved has reported it to the police..."

Seeing this news, Xiao Zizai's heart suddenly tightened. He turned to look at Yan Huan, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes. He asked in a low voice: "Human trafficking, or organ and blood?"

Yan Huan calmly replied: "It's human trafficking, and the ones using it are babies."

Xiao Zizai's breathing suddenly became heavier: "What is it used for?"

Yan Huan replied truthfully: "Using babies to refine ghosts to destroy the fate of competitors, or doing other things, in short, it is not a good thing."

Hearing this, Xiao Zizai's emotions suddenly exploded, and he shouted excitedly a few times, "Ah! Ahhhh!"

Then the whole person seemed to fall into some kind of frenzy, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

"Pa, pa, pa!" He slapped his face frantically until it became red and swollen.

There was a strange sense of intoxication in his eyes, like a drinker who was tipsy and intoxicated.

"This is worse than the damn Yellow Stream! A patient obsessed with death can even take down such a small life!"

As he said this, he slapped himself a few more times, "Pa pa pa!"

Seeing this, Yan Huan immediately reached out and grabbed Xiao Zizai's wrist, "Alright, Brother Xiao, calm down. Greed for killing will lead to evil. Now is the time to test your meditation skills."

Xiao Zizai was stunned when he received this reminder.

He adjusted his glasses, looking a little embarrassed, "Excuse me."

"No, I mean..." Yan Huan shook his head slightly and handed over the phone, "Do you want to ask your superiors for instructions?"

Xiao Zizai took the phone and saw that the call had been dialed to the number of Dou Le, the person in charge of East China.

After taking a deep breath, he told the other party everything that had happened.

Dou Le on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, with a slightly embarrassed tone, "After all, this is not an internal matter. If the company carries out the punishment on behalf of the company, it may violate the principle..."

"Don't get excited yet. I can hear your heavy breathing. Control your temper."

Dou Le helplessly grabbed the sparse hair on top of his head, with a hint of hesitation and consideration in his voice, and he obviously felt troubled about how to deal with this matter.

After thinking for a while, he tilted his head and said, "That's not right. Why are you talking on my nephew's phone?"

When he was in Shandong, he drank too much at the drinking party, and he still remembered the relative that his uncle Dou had recognized.

As soon as Yan Huan took the phone, she heard Dou Le's joke, "Let's find someone who knows the way to take a look, so that we don't end up in trouble."

"Uncle Dou, please stop teasing me. As a witch, I don't know much about fate. So how do we deal with this matter?"

Dou Le thought for a while, "Isn't the speaker turned on?"

Yan Huan understood what Xiao Zizai meant, and stood a few meters away from him under his suspicious gaze.

"It's okay now." Yan Huan said.

"That's fine. This matter mainly involves the person involved who has a certain social influence. It can be handled privately, but the news media cannot make up stories. Think about it, Xiao Huan. He is a popular star. He can be executed or commit suicide out of fear of punishment, but he cannot die without a complete body."

"Otherwise, the matter will become a big deal."

Yan Huan responded, "I understand what Uncle Dou means. Anyway, we can't let Brother Xiao come."

After all, he is a public figure, so Xu Kun has to disclose his life and death to the media. He can either go in and step on a sewing machine, or choose to jump off a building or take medicine, or other dignified ways of death.

If he fell into Xiao Zizai's hands, he would die in a spectacular way.

Once it gets out, it might become a new urban legend.

"You are really smart. It's really easy to talk to smart people." Dou Le said with a smile, "Come to my uncle's house when you have time. I will treat you to a restaurant. I know you don't like the taste of white wine. This time I will ask Changxing Winery to get a few bottles of fruit wine so that we can have a good taste."

"Okay, I'll contact you when I have time."

Yan Huan hung up the phone and shook his head at Xiao Zizai with regret.

Old Xiao immediately pulled his face down and glanced at Xu Kunfan in the living room with reluctance.

"Amitabha!"

"Buddha has mercy on me, good, good." Xiao Zizai stepped forward and bowed, picked up his handbag, and left, looking back every two steps. He had the urge to kill, but he couldn't. He felt itchy in his heart, and it was so itchy.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the profound Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty, and he was able to overcome all suffering..." Xiao Zizai recited the "Heart Sutra" while jumping down from the hole in the corridor.

After sending away the King of Hell, there was still a mischievous little devil left to be dealt with.

Dou Le spoke, and Yan Huan had obtained official permission. As long as it was not too excessive, there was no need to worry about whether Xu Kun was dead or alive.

While Yan Huan was thinking, [Spending Money to Eliminate Disasters] was still working. Xu Kunfan's three treasures were ignorant, and his seven spirits were damaged, making his already incomplete soul even worse.

In a daze, he saw a huge merit box above his head, and there was even a QR code on the box.

The physical discomfort prompted Xu Kunfan to instinctively want to throw money into the box, but the matter was exposed. In order to prevent the suspect from running away with the money, the police had already blocked his access to funds.

Without money, he could do nothing about the changes happening to his body and soul.

Ah——ah——

With a long sigh and a cry of pain, Xu Kunfan scratched his face with both hands, his nails digging into his flesh, leaving seven or eight deep bloody marks. His body tilted and pushed open the door to the balcony.

He held onto the fence with both hands, looked at the ground seventeen meters away, turned over and rolled down.

Upon seeing this, Yan Huan jumped forward in three steps and looked down at the balcony. He saw that Xu Kunfan's internal organs were shattered but he was not dead. He was breathing heavily with his mouth wide open, like a fish in a dry ditch.

"In this case, Xiaoyu's matter should be over."

"But this circle is really dirty. It's better to retire early like Zhuge Qing." Yan Huan sat on the edge of the balcony, covering his body with an illusion barrier.

On the mobile phone, the news about Yan Yu's late-night tryst with a strange man quickly faded under the pressure of the heat wave of the Xu Kunfan incident. Also squeezed out of the list was the news of the release of a new song by a well-known singer.

Yan Huan looked up at the sky, and held the little ghost in his palm. The little thing curled up and hugged him tightly, sucking his thumb.

"The fact that we met is destiny."

"I will grant you the ability to sort out the ins and outs of this matter and the causes and consequences. You should resolve this hatred yourself. When a person dies, his soul will disperse, his qi will turn into wind and his flesh will turn into mud. When the hatred is resolved, it will dissipate on its own."

Yan Huan stretched out his hand and waved, and the sleeping child ghost gradually opened his eyes and gained the ability to think. How could he not hate that he was born into the world and was refined in the black altar before he even saw the light. How could he not feel resentful?

Swish!
A black aura rushed angrily towards the hospital.

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On this day, the famous actor Xu Kunfan fell from grace and committed suicide out of fear of punishment. He jumped from the third floor of his villa and died of massive internal bleeding.

Yan Yu, the actress who plays Xiao Qiao in the new "Red Cliff", escaped from the rumor, and later proved that the circulated picture was maliciously processed.

Regarding the online report of a gray industry chain in a certain hospital, the police found it to be true. However, the main culprit had been mauled to death when the police arrived. Due to unknown reasons, the matter was not made public.

On Yiren.net, the bodies of Cao De, who was known as "the one who could decide the fate of the world by shaking his head", the monk Huijing who "abstained from sex but not from lust", and the wild man Meng Qi who "played with a hundred beasts", and Quan Xing were hung in an unnamed mountain near Dayu, and the picture was on the homepage of the forum for seven days.

Yan Huan officially admitted that he belonged to the Yan family in Jiangxi and settled in Dayu. With the instigation of Yan Huan's acquaintances, the small nameless mountain where the corpse was hung was finally named "Qunling Mountain", but some people also call it "Wuwang Mountain".

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Nankai University, Library.

There are a few bare trees at the entrance, with branches stretching towards the gray sky. Occasionally, a few jackdaws stay on the branches, making low calls. The path leading into the museum is covered with thin fallen snow, and stepping on it will leave clear and obvious footprints.

Zhang Chulan was holding a bunch of extremely heavy discarded books and wanted to send them to the storage room in the basement. Before he walked out of the library, he heard a sharp scream outside the room in the corridor.

Ah!
The sudden sound made Zhang Chulan's heart tremble.

"It shouldn't be something like that in college..."

After thinking for a moment, he calmed down and carefully leaned out of the window. He saw Li Ziyuan shaking the long-haired beauty's shoulders in panic, "Xiao Yue, wake up!"

"If I had known you were so annoying, I would never have told you these things even if I killed you."

Zhang Chulan pondered for a moment and knocked on the window next to him, "Is it anemia?"

"The infirmary is over there!" He pointed in the direction of the school infirmary.

"Ah!" Li Ziyuan greeted her acquaintance happily, "Senior Chu Lan! Don't just stand there like an idiot, come over and help!"

"Eh? Reckless schoolmate?" Zhang Chulan placed the book in the corner, looked around to see that there was no one around, and then climbed out of the window clumsily.

"I told you, it's Li Ziyuan." The girl with purple hair and twin ponytails was speechless. When she reported for school, she and this senior had a very Japanese-style plot. They bumped into each other at the corner while holding books, and that's how they got to know each other.

"What happened?" Zhang Chulan asked puzzledly as he looked at Yan Yue who had fainted.

"Maybe he was too excited and fainted from happiness..." Li Ziyuan felt a little guilty. After all, from what Yan Yue said, her father Yan Jiangli had been refuting the rumor that Yan Huan was from the Yan family in Jiangxi.

She also promised Yan Huan that she would leave a little birthday surprise for Xiaoyue. Today, she saw the news about Yi Ren on the Internet, so she came here to expose everything.

Yan Yue was stunned. She had to take half the blame.

"What could make me so happy?" Zhang Chulan shook his head.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Yue's eyes suddenly opened, as if a last breath of light came to her, and with a "snap", she grabbed Zhang Chulan's shoulders with both hands.

"Good question!"

"I think it's my brother!"

(End of this chapter)