I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

Shen Anchen was stunned, while Lao Chen made a gesture of six with one hand, implying Wang Ping 6666.

Ding!The female ghost tightly grabbed the host's hand and refused to let him undress, attribute +1

Time passed minute by minute, ten minutes passed, and Wang Ping was still rubbing happily.

Ding!The female ghost scolded the host as a beast in her heart, even ghosts would not let go, attribute +1

Ding!The female ghost yelled at the host, have you kneaded enough? It’s been ten minutes, and if you knead the steamed buns again, you’ll be kneading into small balls, attribute +1

"You...don't touch me."

The female ghost finally couldn't help but said, with a look of lovelessness on her face.

God, how can there be such a beast, I was cut in half, you still have the mood to rub Naoko, won't your conscience hurt?

"Miss, you're still alive, that's great." Wang Ping pinched the lower buttocks of the female ghost that had been cut in half.

After saying that, Wang Ping glared at Lao Chen and the two, and shouted.

"Why are you still standing there, playing demon [-], calling an ambulance to rescue this poor D-cup... Well, let me see."

When Wang Ping said this, he lifted the skirt of the female ghost's lower body, and said.

"Save this young girl with a D cup and red lace underwear."

Shen Anchen was in a daze, indifferent to Wang Ping's shouting, and his current three views were fragmented.

But Lao Chen was not idle, picked up the phone, and pressed the touch screen button.

Immediately, a home-made counterfeit mobile phone specially designed for the elderly with hearing difficulties, and the loud and clear sound of humanized buttons came out.

"Six, six, six."

Lao Chen picked up the phone, and said into the phone as if he was on the phone.

"Hey, are you the UP owner of station B? There is a show that is too good. Is there still time for me to contribute the video? By the way, tell the second battalion commander to pull out my Italian cannon. I want to give this Xiu'er set off fireworks."

Ding!The mentality of the female ghost has collapsed, it’s okay for a host animal to tease me, but there are actually two people who eat melons, and they are still knocking melon seeds, attribute +1

Another few minutes passed, and Wang Ping, who had been shouting to fight the demon, suddenly looked at the female ghost in red.

His face was extremely serious, and he stared straight at the red-clothed female ghost, even the red-clothed female ghost was stunned for a moment.

Um?Why did this person suddenly change his eyes, so serious, could it be that he realized that he can't tease ghosts anymore, and wants to apologize to me...

"Why are you still alive?" Wang Ping's voice sounded.

The female ghost in red who was thinking stared wide-eyed, I am such a fairy!

Ding!The female ghost's heart is broken. She thought the host knew the mistake, but she was mistaken, attribute +1

Wang Ping frowned, showing dissatisfaction.

"Why haven't you died yet? It's been about ten minutes. It stands to reason that a person who has been cut in half for so long should be dead."

"Could it be... are you a ghost?!"

Listening to Wang Ping's last words, the female ghost fell into a daze and remained silent for a long time.

Ding!The female ghost is extremely broken, your f*cking reflex arc is so slow!Did you know I'm a ghost?attribute +1

At this moment, the female ghost who was still sluggish felt a monstrous righteousness, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

The female ghost who looked closely at Wang Ping was shocked to find that there was a white glow in her eyes.

The white light flicked and turned into Bai Ze who roared up to the sky and frightened the heavens.

When the female ghost in red was about to cry out in fright, Wang Ping dropped his palm and patted the female ghost's chest.

boom!

The female ghost's mouth was sunken, her body was like a mirror cracked and exploded, and her soul flew away.

Ding!The female ghost dies without resting her eyes, you damned host, kill me as soon as you finish whoring for nothing, don't you think about touching your feelings a little bit, attribute +1

The female ghost flew away and was sucked into Wang Ping's Zuo Xiong's mouth.

Wang Ping exhaled, grinned, and shook hands.

"White prostitution is really cool, and it feels really good."

At this time, Lao Chen trotted forward and handed Wang Ping a bag of potato chips very naturally.

"Wang Ping, you are still as coquettish as ever."

"Where is it, you can't show off your Italian cannon old Chen."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and laughed.

If there is no dialogue between the two, people who don't know will think that these are two bosom friends with bold words.

Shen Anchen was still in a daze, staring dazedly at these two people who broke the sky.

It wasn't until Wang Ping came over that Shen Anchen recovered from his emotion.

"Old Shen, remember to transfer the money over here."

Hearing this, Shen Anchen raised his head and looked at Wang Ping without being stunned.

He saw Wang Ping looking at him disappointedly, and shook his head.

That look is clearly saying to himself, baby, Dad is very disappointed in you, you can't even call 666.

The corner of Shen Anchen's mouth twitched, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only honestly transfer the money to Wang Ping.

After receiving the money, Wang Ping nodded in satisfaction.

After chatting with Shen Anchen for a few more words, Wang Ping and Lao Chen drove away.

Watching Wang Ping and the others go away, Shen Anchen took out a cigarette and lit it, exhaled slowly, looked up at the full moon tonight, and murmured.

"It turns out that exorcism is all you need to do..."

……

When Wang Ping returned to Room 201 of the apartment, it was almost 4 o'clock.

After sleeping for several hours, Wang Ping got up at 8 o'clock in the morning, washed and went out.

"Wang Ping, you have to go out so early, where are you going?" Zhang Yao looked puzzled.

"Go pick up the current head of the Wang family."

Pengcheng International Airport, departure waiting hall.

Wang Ping waited bored for an hour, and finally the person he was waiting for came out.

It was a middle-aged uncle, whose appearance was seven to eight points similar to Wang Ping.

Compared with Wang Ping, this uncle is more mature.

His eyes are piercing, like bright lights, and he has a short stubble on his chin, which adds a bit of maturity and masculine charm to him, and gives him a sense of boldness.

Even in the crowd, he can be seen at a glance, with a prominent temperament and a sense of sight of a strong man.

"Smash!"

"Dad!"

When Wang Ping met Wang Quan and his son, they hugged each other with joyful smiles on their faces.

In the eyes of outsiders, this looks like a father and son who have a very good relationship, which is enviable.

People around looked at the pair of beards and responded with warm smiles.

However, the smile didn't last for a second, and the people around looked astonished, and their faces became strange.

Wang Ping and Wang Quan, who were embracing each other, patted each other on the back.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

At the same time, the two said while hammering vigorously.

"Son, I miss your father and me, and I have become stronger. How are you doing recently? Do you eat and masturbate on time?"

"Father, I miss you too. You look a year older. When will you be buried in peace?"

Passers-by were stunned.

What kind of loving father and son are these?Are you sure it's not a father who wants to murder his son, and a son who wants to murder his father?

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Chapter 70 My name is King Quan, my nickname is King Quan Fugui

Wang Ping and Wang Quan hammered each other about ten times. In the end, Wang Quan was defeated and let go of the hug first.

Wang Quan coughed, looked at Wang Ping, who was not blushing or out of breath, and said.

"Son, it's not bad. I've practiced before, but I lost to you."

Wang Ping smiled slightly, and said with a small look in his eyes that he knew I was good.

"Of course, otherwise how would you carry your father's kindness?"

Saying that, the two walked out of the airport with a smile, leaving behind a group of dull passers-by.

The way this father and son love each other is really... so unique!

Outside the airport, Wang Quan looked around, as if looking for something.

"Father, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at the female friend you mentioned, boy, the two friends you texted me earlier weren't here?"

"Oh, you said them, I called them just now, and asked them to cook a table of delicious food, and clean up the dust for you."

"Then let's go, I just haven't eaten yet, the plane meal is too bad, I don't want to eat it."

Wang Ping nodded and stopped a taxi.

On the way to the destination, Wang Ping seemed to think of something and reminded again.

"Dad, remember what I texted you?"