Ticket gate.

The rest of my life has been looking back.

He smiled at a girl behind the team, "Sorry, please let me go."

The girl looked at the young and handsome Taoist priest in front of her who was dressed in a simple manner and said a little crazy, "I'm afraid I can't catch the train when I go out now!"

The ticket inspector also looked over, "Young man, what are you doing?"

"Do something, come back soon."

"The train is about to leave, where are you going! I won't be able to hurry up!"

Yu Nian smiles warmly.

"I'm very fast."

Duanmu Jing was sitting in the car with a computer in front of him.

The computer is the monitoring outside the train station.

During the surveillance, Wang Han and the old man stood together.

Duanmu Jing said impatiently, "Why is this old guy talking so much nonsense about killing someone!"

Uncle Tan smiled and said, "Young Master, this is the habit of this person. His notebook is full of last words left by the people he killed. These big guys have some strange little hobbies."

"It's so perverted. Is this Wang Han going to die this time? Where is Duanmu Ying?"

"I have been stopped and can't come for a while. Even if I wait for them to come, Wang Han's body will become stiff." Uncle Tan smiled and handed Duanmu Jing a bottle of water.

Duanmu Jing leisurely unscrewed the water bottle, "My sister-in-law is also stupid, why do you have to get involved? My second uncle sang the opposite tune with us, and she also followed her! What else is it that the old man wants to do it.

It is understandable that the entire Duanmu family’s property is given to this Wang Han, so it’s nothing wrong. Fuck it!

The wealth accumulated by the Duanmu family for many generations is just given to an outsider, and they can't say such things if they don't have any brain disease!"

Uncle Tan smiled and refused to respond.

Duanmu Roujia looked anxiously outside the car.

Liu Si and a few people fought with a group of people, and Duanmuying also looked out the window.

"My sister-in-law, what should I do now? If I continue to drag on this, Duanmu Jing will really succeed."

Duanmu Roujia jumped out of the car and rushed towards someone. The man quickly stopped and dared not kill Duanmu Roujia.

"Young sister! You go there first!" Liu Si shouted.

Wang Han covered his pocket with both hands.

The old man not far away sighed at the tip of his pen and wrote in his notebook, "'Brother, someone wants to fuck me', what is this last word."

After closing the book, the old man opened the book and looked at the line of words he had just written.

"After thinking about it carefully, it seems that this sentence is quite artistic as a last word."

Wang Han smiled and said, "Then I'll give it to you?"

The old man shook his head, "It doesn't fit my temperament, it's not domineering enough! Let's just give it to you as your last words."

As he spoke, the old man closed the book again.

He took out a calculator and took out the payment code from his pocket.

"The cemetery is 46,000, and the funeral service is 12,000. If I engrave the tombstone, you will be 8,000. There are 66,000 in total. It is quite a good number, Alipay or WeChat?"

Wang Han looked at the old man.

“6, there is also after-sales service.”

The old man stuffed the things into his pocket, "You talk so much, so wait until you are dying before paying the bill. The people at that time will be the most honest."

Talk.

The old man slowly raised one hand.

Wang Han still covered his hands in his pocket.

I don't even bother to move.

The old man grabbed Wang Han like a hook!

"die!"

At this critical moment!

With a loud bang!

The old man fell to the ground with smoke and twitching.

Yu Nian stood in front of Wang Han, her wide sleeves were invigorating without any wind.

Wang Han approached and kicked the old man on the ground.

The notebook was pulled out from the old man, and there were many last words on it.

The most frequent appearance was in-depth greetings to the old guy and his mother.

Wang Han used a notebook to slap the old man's face.

"Who asked you to come?"

The old man foamed and rolled his eyes.

Wang Han took out his cell phone and called out, "Come to the train station and help me review my personal information."

When I turned around, I found that Yu Nian had disappeared.

After lit a cigarette, I saw a red spot in a place. It was a surveillance camera. The camera was moving and was facing Wang Han.

Wang Han showed a nuclear-kind smile at the camera.

At the ticket gate, the people in the queue heard thunder sounds from outside, and they all turned around to look outside.

"Why are you thundering so much?"

"I'm afraid that some scumbag swears!"

"Can't it be the little Taoist priest just now?"

"Stop funny. I really think I can hold the five thunders in my hand in a Taoist robe?"

Everyone laughed at it.

Just as the ticket inspector was about to close the door, a gust of wind came from behind him. He turned around and found that it was the young Taoist priest who had just passed.

The young Taoist priest handed over the train ticket.

The ticket inspector got the ticket and slapped it. He looked at the handsome young Taoist priest, and wanted to get a hand when he returned the ticket.

Ah!

The ticket inspector covered his hands, and the moment he touched it, his entire arm was numb from the electric shock.

When he came to his senses, the young Taoist priest was gone.

The ticket inspector quickly folded his hands together and apologized sincerely in the direction where the young Taoist priest disappeared, "Amitabha Amitabha! God, don't get angry!"

Duanmu Jing took a sip of water and saw that the old man finally finished talking and was about to kill someone.

The old man just raised one hand.

Unexpectedly, a thunder fell from the sky!

The old man fell to the ground and couldn't get up!

puff!

Duanmujing sprayed all the water onto the screen in one sip.

I wiped my mouth and held the computer in front of me.

The shock was beyond words!

Holding the edge of the computer with both hands, staring at the young Taoist priest who suddenly appeared on the computer.

"What's this?"

Uncle Tan also had a pale face and no one looked shy. He swallowed, "Heaven...the Five Thunders of the Heavenly Master Mansion!"

Monitoring.

Wang Han suddenly walked towards the camera

Zhan Yanxiao compared the middle finger to the camera.

Even through the screen, Duanmu Jing still felt a chill coming to his face and stood up in shock. However, he forgot that he was still in the car, and his head hit the roof, covering his head.

"Uncle Tan! What should I do now?" Duanmujing rubbed his head.

"Young Master, let's leave here first and call the master to inquire."

As the car drove away, Duanmujing dialed in a hurry, "Dad! The matter has been done! That Wang Han is not dead."
To be continued...