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The Dark Knight of Gotham, Batman, also has a similar black car, but his car is full of heavy firepower.

The plants had absolutely nothing to do with it, and Ivy couldn't escape the opponent's bombing pursuit and was forced to surrender.

"I don't want to be Batman, and this car only has one seat."

A single-seater car meant that she couldn't take Harry out shopping, and it was difficult to stuff the groceries in it.

"You have a lot of requirements, it has to look good, it has to be a two-seater, and it has to have a lot of space." Zhang San complained, and by the way, he took back the car next to him that originally belonged to Ye Xiao.

"The only thing I ask for is money! Can't you just give me some money and let me buy a car myself?!"

Holding her hands, Ivy really couldn't understand why Keyboard didn't want to take out some money. She could buy several new cars by selling the car in front of her.

"Why don't you just rob a bank? There is a big bank in the next city."

"Then you were captured as a super villain and made you hit the news again?"

Ivy is not a fool. Since the last Central City incident, she found that the superheroes in the Justice League have changed.

Toyman was electrocuted to a crisp by the guardians of Khandak right in front of them, superheroes, and they didn't stop him yet!
If she were to rob a bank now, it would be fine if she encountered a keyboard, but if she encountered those superheroes, she would probably get beaten up.

"I'm just giving you a suggestion. Because I'm a very principled keyboard person, and I generally don't give money to my friends unless you can give me something."

Suddenly, after he finished saying this, the woman opposite seemed to have detected some keyword, and she directly posted it.

Ivy, who touched the small keys of the keyboard with the back of her hand, said softly with a blushing face: "What else do you want from me, my love."

Holding the other person's hand, Zhang San replied calmly: "Can you be normal and don't change your face in a second like the monster in the horror movie?"

"You're so boring, can't you cooperate with me?"

Ivy, who instantly changed back to her original self, pushed it, it was no fun having the keyboard as her supporting role.

I saw the keyboard patting the place where she just pushed it, then took out a piece of paper and a pen and handed it over.

"What are you doing?" Ivy didn't answer. She suspected that the keyboard was intended for her to write an IOU.

The woman's intuition was right. The next sentence on the keyboard was to ask her to sign the paper and write down an explanation of how much she owed.

The two stood outside in a stalemate for a while, but in the end Ivy couldn't hold on anymore. She needed the money so much.

Reluctantly taking the paper and pen from the keyboard, she wrote down today's date and loan as the other party said, and signed her name at the end.

Although I got a credit card, Ivy couldn't be happier.

Her intuition told her that if she didn't pay back the money, the keyboard would definitely do something terrible.

Just like the last time the other party forced her to eat sausage burgers overnight, Ivy squatted in the bathroom for a long time that night, and had to go there every 10 minutes!
"Be careful lately. The corpses you buried in the soil may be fake corpses. Don't let them sneak up on you."

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Why does the word "keyboard" sound like a scene from a movie?

Ivy glanced at the land full of flowers on the right in confusion, and then asked: "A rotting corpse can be deceived. Where did you hear that?"

"Dr. Fate, he told me that darkness is coming, and the devil is looking for a passage between hell and the world." As for why the flowers and plants grow so well and brightly next to the house they live in, they are not from underground Those things are feeding them.

There is no police station in Little Cork itself, because the town is mostly filled with factories and has only a small number of residents.

Usually, even if a case occurs, the state police patrolling the highway will come to handle it, so there are some wanted criminals who don't come by the highway, or fugitives who invade this remote farm.

As for why Zhang San knew so much, it was because the previous farm owner died like this.

The poor guy was already highly decomposed when he was found by his nephew.

I heard the keyboard say something like Doctor Fate, demons, and even hell looking for a passage to the human world.

Ivy glanced nervously to the side again. She no longer remembered how many bodies were buried under that piece of land.

About a dozen?
Or more than 20?
Thinking that Harley might be attacked by bones drilled out of the ground in the future, Ivy controlled the plants near the land to crush the rotting corpse below into pieces.

Unless the devil can put these pieces together, there is no way he can sneak up on any of them.

"If you find a demon, send me a message. The fees I charge my friends are very reasonable." Taking out the spaceship, Zhang San left the woman a message that made her want to punch someone before sitting in.

Unfortunately, the vines that were swung over were still a little slow, and the spacecraft took off too fast.

In a snap, the spaceship carrying the keyboard disappeared into the night.

The woman standing in the yard wrote down the incident about the demon, and immediately discussed it with Harley who was watching TV when she returned to the house.

"Ivy, you don't have to worry too much about this. Because there are only fugitives in Little Cork Town, there are no demons. The place we live in is too remote."

The other person was not so panicked. Harley felt that even if the devil wanted to find someone to possess, it would be the people living in the next city who were unlucky, not the two of them.

"No matter what, you must call me when you go out."

Taking out the credit card she got from the keyboard, Ivy added proudly: "Tomorrow we will go to the next city together to buy a new car."

"That car outside is pretty good, why do you want to buy a new one?" Harley couldn't understand why Ivy wanted to buy a new one when there was already a working one.

"Actually, that second-hand car outside." After a pause, she still didn't tell Harry the truth of the matter.

The second-hand car parked outside was not bought by Ivy at all, she stole it from someone else.The other party was not a good person anyway, but he actually dared to pull out a gun and force her to get into the car.

So she buried the person in the soil and drove the car back smoothly.

Harley's explanation was that she bought it from a second-hand car dealer. It was actually a dead man's car, and the man's body was only 10 minutes away from them.

"What's wrong with the car?" Seeing that Ivy didn't continue, Harley asked doubtfully.

"The person who sold the car told me that a cat once died in it. When I sit on it, I can always feel that the cat's soul is in the car. It's true."

A witty woman stole a netizen's story and took what the other person had experienced as her own.

A cat died in the car, and Ivy could still feel its presence.
Well, Harley believed it. (End of chapter)