Zhang Fan took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight, and walked slowly towards the inside of the ramen restaurant with the help of lighting.
He was going to find out today what kind of brat he was, pretending to be stupid here.
As he walked to the back kitchen, Zhang Fan heard a harsh and tinny sound coming from the corner. It seemed that something was indeed here.
However, what surprised Zhang Fan was that the temperature in the kitchen did not change much, and there was no cold atmosphere.
Seeing this scene, he frowned slightly.
Could it be that the one causing trouble here is the weakest black ghost?
Because the supernatural power is too weak to even affect the surrounding environment?
Soon, Zhang Fan came to the corner where the noise came from.
After getting closer, he saw a dark figure squatting in the corner, eating something.
The black shadow leaned against Zhang Fan, leaving only his back. Since the entire ramen restaurant was dark, Zhang Fan couldn't see the other party's appearance very clearly.
"Who are you? How dare you come here and pretend to be a ghost?!" Zhang Fan scolded him coldly. He found that the person in the corner didn't seem to be a ghost, but a human being.
A serious living person.
Perhaps the black figure had been concentrating on eating something, so Zhang Fan's arrival did not attract his attention. It was not until Zhang Fan spoke that he woke up instantly.
He stood up slowly, and then in the next second, he threw the object in his hand towards Zhang Fan. At the same time, he ran away, using the cover of darkness, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Fan turned sideways to avoid those things. He smelled the mellow aroma of bread. It seemed that the thing the other party ate was bread.
When Zhang Fan raised his head and looked forward, he saw that the other party was nowhere to be seen.
"Stop hiding, I saw you." Zhang Fan understood that the other party did not leave at all, but was hiding in a corner.
"Aren't you willing to come out? Then don't regret it."
At this moment, Zhang Fan was basically sure that the person causing trouble in the ramen restaurant was not a ghost, but a living person.
A living person hiding here for unknown reasons.
Zhang Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense to that person, and directly took out the Purple Gold Gourd from the system backpack, released the evil ghosts, and asked them to catch the hiding shadow.
In less than three seconds, a man who was so frightened that he peed his pants was thrown in front of Zhang Fan.
This was a scrawny man with a haggard face and a short hair. He looked to be in his thirties. His clothes were in tatters and he was smelly, as if he hadn't taken a shower in many days.
"Who are you? Why do you come to this store to cause trouble?"
Zhang Fan stood with his hands behind his back and looked at him coldly.
"Ah-please don't hurt me."
The man was so frightened that he screamed and begged for mercy.
"If I ask you again who you are, don't tell me it's useless." Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
"I originally came to this city to meet female netizens, but when I came, I met Xianrentiao, and they beat me up and took my ID card away. Even if I want to eat now, I can't money."
"I beg you, don't hurt me."
The man cried with snot and tears, fell to his knees, and kept kowtowing to Zhang Fan.
Because, while he was hiding just now, it seemed that he really encountered a ghost.
He was caught by a ghost, so at this time, when he was hungry and tired, he mistakenly thought Zhang Fan was a ghost.
"Then why didn't you go to the police?" Zhang Fan asked in confusion.
Shouldn't you call the police as soon as possible when encountering this situation?
Call the police and the police will definitely help him.
When he heard the word "call the police", the man immediately became anxious. He begged, "You can't call the police. I beg you. You must not call the police. If you call the police, I will be finished."
"oh?"
Zhang Fanlai
If you are interested in me, you will get mad at an immortal, but you still don’t call the police. Is this because you are sick?
"I committed something in my hometown and I am wanted by the police. If you call the police, I will be finished."
"Oh, oh, I understand. No matter how bad you are, you shouldn't go to other people's shops to cause trouble. Come on, I'll take you somewhere."
Zhang Fan bent down and strangled the opponent's neck with his backhand.
"Where to go?"
The man shouted in horror.
"Of course I'm going to the police station. Is it possible that I want to invite you to a restaurant?"
Zhang Fan sneered and cut the man's back of the neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious.
Just like that, Zhang Fan dragged the other party and walked out slowly.
When he came outside, he threw the man in front of the bald man with his backhand: "You call the police now. The person causing trouble in your store is not some dirty thing, but this man."
"What?"
Hearing this, the bald man's expression changed, and then his face showed anger, and he kicked the unconscious man several times angrily.
"I'm so sorry for you. You bastard caused me to stop working for so many days and lose so much money."
The bald man was furious and slapped his feet a few more times.
"Okay, okay, stop kicking people to death." Zhang Fan quickly stopped the bald man. If he kicked someone to death, he would be prosecuted.
"Call the police and leave it to the police." Zhang Fan looked at the time. It was almost 21:00 in the evening and suddenly wanted to go back and rest.
"Ok, I see."
"Anyway, thank you very much this time, Master."
The bald man nodded gratefully.
Fortunately, it was a mistake. If this was really haunted, even if the store really opened in the future, he would still have some psychological discomfort.
"Master, this is the hard work fee, a total of ten thousand yuan." The bald man trotted back to the car, took a pile of money from his wallet, and handed it to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan looked at it, didn't count it, and put it in his pocket.
"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first. The police will come later and just hand this person over to them."
Zhang Fan yawned, stopped chatting too much with the bald man, and walked slowly towards the road.
"Master, how about I drive you back?" the bald man said with a flattering smile.
"No, I can just take a taxi back."
Zhang Fan rejected the other party's request.
Taking a luxury car back was a bit constraining and uncomfortable, so it would be better to take a taxi back and feel more comfortable.
However, before Zhang Fan went back, he bought some midnight snacks at the food court.
There are kebabs, candied haws, octopus balls, and so on.
During this period, several girls who were shopping asked him for a WeChat message, but Zhang Fan quickly refused.
Sure enough, being handsome is also a worry.
Until 22:18 in the evening, Zhang Fan finally returned to the wealthy palace.
After browsing short videos for a while, Zhang Fan felt a little speechless when looking at the beauty videos on the platform. He rarely browsed the videos a few times before these beauty videos popped up.
Feeling really bored, he quit the APP.
The night without words passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the next day came.
Since he went to bed early last night, he woke up at around eight o'clock.
I got dressed and went out, had breakfast outside, and then went straight to the driving school. As the second exam was approaching, I had better practice driving in the past few days to avoid failing the exam later.
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