Chapter 98: The combat power is only 5, scum!

If the murderer's IQ is 100, then if he and Ouyang Xue are tied together, he is probably a scumbag with a combat effectiveness of only 5...

"And...and, what kind of trick is this murderer trying to play? If he wants to hijack this couple, why not do it together? He has to score twice, and one day apart!" Yin Hui picked up the Yellow Crane Tower and gave it to him.

I smoked my cigarette until I couldn't hold it in any longer, then I squatted on the ground and coughed loudly.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Ouyang Xue suddenly felt that she was very unlucky, and since she met Yin Hui, her unlucky coefficient has been rising, so that she encountered people who had no clues one after another.

Case, which made her originally high-spirited, she couldn't help but feel depressed: "Call and ask others to come!" Ouyang Xue sighed, and the only way to plan for now is to take a long-term approach.

After such a big event happened, what else could I say? God did not fulfill his wishes, and destiny was inevitable. He could not make any changes, and he was not too anxious. He just felt a strong yin energy permeating the scene, and felt in his heart.

Just a little scared and nervous.

Yin Hui thought that it was useless to be anxious. She was not an ant in the hot pot. She watched Ouyang Xue call her research team and felt relieved. She looked at her watch and saw that it was already seven o'clock. Thinking of her work,

Yin Hui didn't miss this place either: "Ouyang Xue, take me to the funeral home first. I have to go to work."

"Why are you so wordy? What's so good about a funeral parlor? I promise you, don't go there. I'll compensate you for all the losses. Just be my deputy."

Yin Hui sighed, "I don't want your money. Send me to work quickly."

Although he said this, he was also a little excited in his heart. He didn't expect that he was actually a talent. Not only did the leader of the incredible team, Conan Doyle, strongly invite him to join her team, but also the beautiful police officer in this charming outfit also invited him to join her team.

Strongly urge yourself to join them.

What kind of evil did I do in my previous life?

A wry smile.

"Okay, you think you're such a sweet boy. This police officer likes you so I let you be my deputy. Others want to be mothers and don't give him a chance. People like you are born with

You have to live off the dead, so I will send you to the funeral parlor, and you will eat dead people for the rest of your life." After Ouyang Xue was hysterical for a while, she angrily got into the car and slammed the door.

"Actually, it's not impossible for me to be your deputy, but you have to agree to a condition." Yin Hui's attitude finally improved, and she said in a seductive tone.

"What conditions?" Ouyang Xue also became interested and looked at Yin Hui.

"It's actually very simple, as long as you tonight..." After saying that, Yin Hui's hands slowly explored Ouyang Xue's plump breasts.

"Be careful my gun goes off!" Ouyang Xue put a hand on her waist and shouted back Yin Hui's hand.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding, you really have no artistic ability." Yin Hui wiped off the black line hanging on his face and said awkwardly.

"Hmph, you, a big pervert who endangers society and harms women and children, should die a thousand times, ten thousand times..." Ouyang Xue did not give him a good look and directly held a public trial.

"Okay, okay, it's just a talk, I didn't say I really want to sleep with you." Yin Hui leaned on the seat aggrievedly and muttered.

"You still said that!" Ouyang Xue pinched his thigh hard.

Suddenly, a heartbreaking howl of ghosts and wolves came from the police car, and Yin Hui finally recognized the situation between ourselves and the enemy, and wisely closed the mouth that caused trouble.

"We're here, get out of here, Auntie. Remember, if you go out on the street or are imprisoned in a detention center, don't tell anyone that I know you!" Ouyang Xue stepped on the clutch.

"Okay!" Yin Hui got out of the car with his hands in his pockets. Before turning around, he didn't forget to add: "My dear Xiao Xuexue, remember to consider my conditions when you have time. It's just a love affair. It's very popular now.

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"@#￥%...amp;" Ouyang Xue resisted the urge to shoot him three times in the back, stepped on the accelerator crazily, and drove away. Fortunately, the traffic on this road was not congested, otherwise it would have been designated.

There was a series of traffic accidents...

"Huh, manly woman, you're a little too young to fight with me." Yin Hui imitated the standard posture in the movie, wiped her nose in a high-spirited manner, and then walked into the funeral parlor without a care in the world.

"Brother Yin, you...you keep lingering!" Now that he was late, Yin Hun just wanted to sneak past the office and shrink directly into the dressing room, but was stopped by the fat curator who was sweating profusely.

From the nicknames he changed in tone, Yin Hui had already guessed that Conan Doyle's psychological offensive was indeed very successful.

"Director Ding, what's the matter?" Yin Hui frowned and looked at this fat old man. Ever since he was assigned here, this guy has been bullying and dominating all day long. He rarely interacts with employees.

Level' people take the initiative to say hello.

"Haha!" The fat curator forced out a disgusting smile and said flatteringly: "What happened yesterday was my fault. You, sir, don't care about the faults of others. Don't be offended. Don't be offended..."

"Oh, look at my memory, I can't even remember what happened yesterday." Yin Hui suddenly realized and thought about it carefully, "Damn it, didn't we say we were on strike yesterday? How could we have forgotten this?"

Aren't you just slapping yourself in the face?

"Noble people tend to forget things. Noble people tend to forget things. You are busy with business, so naturally you don't care about the faults of our juniors." The fat curator continued to flatter: "In addition, brother, I have hired four more body beauticians...

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"Haha, I'm just here to pick up my personal belongings. I'll go back later." Yin Hui smiled coldly and said, "You really have a way with me!"

"Ah! No, no, no!" The fat curator was so frightened by Yin Hui's words that he changed his face and quickly held his hand affectionately: "Hey, brother, you misunderstood me, what I meant

Now that the number of employees has been expanded, you, as a senior, should play a management role. However, our factory is small and we can only give you the role of department manager. However, I swear on my own flesh and blood that I will give you double your salary.

I'm in arrears. I just ask you to stay." After saying that, he stared at Yin Hui with longing eyes, fearing that he would say 'no'.

"Uh...department manager, you want...double salary?" Yin Hui was completely stunned by this pie falling from the sky. It's ridiculous to think about it. The goal that he has been unable to achieve for several years was unexpectedly taken away by him.

Conan Doyle's few short words made it all come true. This society is really cheating!

"Forget it, I promise." Yin Hui didn't want to make the fat curator too embarrassed. After all, it's still hard to find a job these days: "But it doesn't matter which department manager I am, I'm better at being an embalmer.
Chapter completed!