Demon husband's exorcism

"Baby... I'm probably the most worthless man in the world..."

Xiao Ming said aggrievedly, grabbed the short knife, and cried while drawing the knife.

"Honey, although I have a strong recovery ability, I can't grow back the next day after being cut like a jellyfish... After this cut, for at least a month, I can only use my fingers, tongue and The tool meets your needs. Even so, you want me to cut it?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Cut it!"

"Not considering legitimate needs?"

Xiao Ming was dying.

Zong Wangchuan glanced at his stomach, and said: "I have only one goal, to prevent the magic fetus from absorbing enough nutrients for its development and appearance! So——until I find a way to abort the fetus, I can only wrong you to keep tearing away the growing parts. Divided!"

"Woooooooo..."

Xiao Ming continued to pretend to cry, and even grabbed Linda who was trying to avoid her.

"Linda, you came at the right time, judge me quickly! Is there any man in this world who is more wronged than me? Why am I always so miserable? Woooooo..."

Linda wiped off her cold sweat helplessly, and said, "Boss, I really haven't seen a big devil who is more wronged than you. But I see that you are very happy to be tortured, boss, obviously you regard it as a special interest." .”

"How can..."

Xiao Ming squeezed his cute eyes, trying to impress Linda and join his camp.

Helpless, Linda had already seen the nature of his wife-slave, and flattered Zong Wangchuan decisively: "Brother Zong, do you need my help with Du Ning's matter?"

"Do you know where I can get a large dose of Dunin?"

Zong Wangchuan was curious.

Linda smiled and said: "Bar Street has never been a clean place. There are too many people selling unclean things in the dark alleys. It's just that every bar strictly prohibits these people from entering the store to do business, barely maintaining the superficial Peaceful."

"I see."

Zong Wangchuan asked Linda seriously: "Are you sure they can get Du Ning?"

"With enough money, they can even get high-purity No. 41, not to mention just a few packs of Dunin."

Linda took out her mobile phone and said, "I'll make an appointment with their little leader right now."

"Thank you, Miss Linda."

……

……

Linda has a lot of status in this area. It took only half an hour after the call was made, and the little leader came to the Morning Star Bar to report.

This kid is only in his early twenties, with a full-bodied appearance. Thick bangs cover one eye, revealing an upturned nostril. His lip-studded mouth looks like a sausage. His short, fat hands are covered with metal rings. Shake right, full fat pig flow.

"Sister Linda, what do you want from me?"

As soon as he entered the door, Fat Zhuliu brazenly made friends with Linda.

Linda smiled, pointed to Zong Wangchuan beside him and said, "Brother Zong has something to ask you."

"Brother Zong..."

Fat Zhuliu looked at Zong Wangchuan, his nostrils upturned, and his attitude became abnormally respectful: "It turns out that Brother Zong is looking for me. Oh, just send someone to take a message. Why...why... "

"Listen to this tone, do you know me? Or have you seen someone who looks like me?"

A little uneasiness flashed across Zong Wangchuan's heart.

He was sure that this was the first time he had seen Fat Pig Flow today, and he had never dealt with the organization that Fat Pig Flow belonged to.

Fat Zhuliu is a slippery person. Seeing that Zong Wangchuan didn't seem to know himself, he quickly dug his ears and said, "Brother Zong, you are busy with your affairs, so how can you remember a little guy like us? It's normal to forget."

While talking, he took out a pack of cigarettes, and respectfully asked Zong Wangchuan: "Brother Zong, would you like some cigarettes? These are pure and high-quality products that even the golden triangle and silver moon may not be able to get."

Hearing this, Zong Wangchuan was startled, and declined politely, "I've quit now."

"Quit..."

Fat Pig Liu felt a little regretful, and put away the stuffed cigarettes.

Zong Wangchuan didn't go around in circles with him, and asked directly: "Linda said you can get a large dose of Du Ning, right?"

"That's the way it is, that's right."

Fat Zhuliu obviously misunderstood Zong Wangchuan as another "Brother Zong", and he was extraordinarily courteous and flattering when he answered.

"Then after you got Du Ning, who did you sell to?"

"This one……"

Fat Zhuliu felt a little troubled, and said: "Although Duning is not as big as Binger above, it is still in short supply, and you usually have to make an appointment. Even if it is Brother Zong, if you want it, you have to wait for me to get it." Get it out when it's in stock..."

"I don't want Duning, I want to find the name of the person who buys Duning from you on a regular basis."

Zong Wangchuan interrupted Fat Zhuliu's words.

Fat Zhuliu hesitated again, and after a few minutes of hesitation, he said, "Brother Zong, this is a big matter, I can't give it to you right away—"

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and give the list!"

Linda let out a chill, and the ice pick touched Fat Pig's neck.

Zong Wangchuan also looked at Fat Pig Liu: "Give me the list!"

The fat pig flinched, and said aggrievedly: "They all use aliases on my side, and they also wear wigs, sunglasses, and big masks when they pick up the medicine... Brother Zong, are you sure..."

"Definitely and definitely!"

Zong Wangchuan interrupted the flow of fat pigs again.

Fat Zhuliu had no choice but to honestly hand over his phone and said, "These are old customers who bought Duning."

"Okay, now I want you to send a message in the group, saying that a new batch of Duning has arrived, and let them contact you to get the goods immediately!"

Zong Wangchuan's order made Fat Zhuliu feel embarrassed again: "...Brother Zong, it's okay for you to let me send a message, but I don't have Du Ning at all. After they come, what should I tell them?"

"Duning's problem, I can help you solve it."

Linda took out a small bottle of Dunin powder from the drawer and said, "Take a picture and send a message!"

……

……

The news of Du Ning's new products really caused a sensation in the group, but within ten minutes, several private chat messages were sent to Fat Zhuliu's mobile phone.

Through information comparison, Zong Wangchuan finally locked on a buyer named "Liu Shui" on the Internet, and sent him the location of Morning Star Bar.

When returning the phone to Fat Pig Liu, Zong Wangchuan asked: "What are you afraid of? Have you ever been in contact with someone who looks like me but behaves completely opposite?"

"……me……"

The fat pig swallowed his saliva, trembling with fear, he couldn't even speak.

Zong Wangchuan immediately had an answer in his mind, and said, "I won't force you, but you must promise me one thing. When you see that person again, tell him that I am looking forward to meeting him."

"Yes Yes!"

The fat pig nodded repeatedly.

At this time, the drug buyer also came to the Morning Star Bar.

Zong Wangchuan avoided it temporarily, and let Fat Zhuliu take Liushui, who was wearing a mask and big sunglasses, to a corner to make deals.

"Liu Shui" is a regular customer, and he didn't even say a word after sitting down. He just opened his satchel, revealing a dozen of cash.

"Old rules, give me a deposit first."

"Liu Shui" nodded, took out a dozen cash, and handed it to Fat Pig Liu.

Fat Pig Liu happily took the cash, counted it a little, and handed a small bottle of Dunin to "Liu Shui".

"Liu Shui" took the glass bottle, opened the mask, and sniffed it skillfully.

"The boss keeps his promise as always, and the quality of the goods this time is very good."

"Then give me the rest of the money too."

Fat Pig Liu was talking businesslike, and while handing over cash with "Liu Shui", he glued a button-sized tracker on "Liu Shui"'s sleeve.

Because he is an old customer who has been with him many times, "Liu Shui" has no doubts about Fat Pig Liu. After completing the transaction, he enthusiastically bought him a glass of wine and told him: "Next time when there is a good product, remember to notify me as soon as possible. I."

"no problem."

Fat Pig Liu said politely, and sent out the "running water" who hadn't taken off his sunglasses and mask from the beginning to the end.

After watching "Liu Shui" leave the bar street, Fat Pig breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to go back to the Morning Star Bar to ask Zong Wangchuan for a reward, but when he passed an alley——

"Are you in such a hurry to see my brother?"

In the alley, a handsome man who looked almost exactly like Zong Wangchuan came out, except that there was a sinister aura between his brows.

Behind him is "Zhang Min" leaning against the wall with his fists clasped.

Fat Zhuliu was trembling with fright: "Brother Zong...Brother Zong...I...I..."

"What me! What are you in front of me!"

The man with a sinister temperament slowly walked out of the darkness, the sun shone on him, and a cloud of black mist twisted like a demon suddenly appeared under his feet.

"No! No!"

Fat Zhuliu obviously knew the horror of a man. Seeing him walking towards him, he quickly shouted to "Zhang Min" who was still in the dark: "Sister Qing, please tell Brother Zong not to kill me! Sister Qing! I did it!" Everything is according to Brother Zhao Zong! Help! Help!"

"I mean it all? What did I tell you to do! What did you do!"

With the sound of speaking, the black mist under the man's feet also began to twist wildly, making a rustling sound similar to silkworms eating.

Fat Zhuliu unknowingly pissed off, collapsed on the ground and kept moving back.

"Help! Help! Help—"

Before the third "Help" could be uttered, his legs were already entangled by the black shadow under the man's feet.

rustling.

The sound of chewing sounded from the bottom up.

At this time "Zhang Min" finally came out from the darkness.

Fat Zhuliu was overjoyed: "Sister Qing! Sister Qing, save me!"

however--

"Zhang Min" walked up to the man who looked exactly like Zong Wangchuan, and said with a smile, "Xiaochuan, eat clean, and don't let your brother find out that we're back until the presents are ready."

"it is good."

"Zong Xiaochuan" snapped his fingers.

Fat Pig is desperate.

("No...no...I don't want to die! I don't want to die!")

He struggled crazily, but more tentacles emerged from the darkness, entangled his whole body, broke bones, pierced his whole body, and finally died out...