My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

A text message came from Qin Kun's electronic account, and there was an extra 20W.

He remembered when he told Li Zhe and Yu Mengxin about the account when he was at the Ghost Travel Agency.

20W!

It was the first time Qin Kun saw such a sincere person.

Qin Kun now knows what his pursuit is.

'Yin and Yang live in harmony'

"This sufferer, since you are sincere, see you tomorrow."

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Chapter 0154 Yuxianting, Qingpihu

South of the city, High-tech Zone, Jinzhu Road.

Rich area of ​​Linjiang City.

The streets are bustling, at 11 o'clock in the evening, even after the hustle and bustle of the day has faded away, it is still prosperous and rich.

Linjiang City's largest entertainment club, Yuxianting, as well as several high-end hotels and guesthouses, are all located in this generation.

If Xixiang Street is a night market for ordinary people, it is a paradise for the rich.

Qin Kun was riding a bicycle, passing Jinzhu Road, at the gate of Yuxianting, he suddenly saw two familiar figures.

At a street stall, a fat chef twirled the flying cakes, attracting the attention of many people. The hot oven, the flying cakes sandwiched with diced pineapple was baked in a short while, and became a snack for white-collar workers returning home at night.

"Hey, why are you?"

Just before closing the stall, Qin Kun happened to pass by here, and was a little puzzled to see that the owner was a ghost chef near Qin Xue's school.

He remembered that the wedding dress ghost took them to the ghost market, why did they go to Yangjian to set up a stall again?

Seeing Qin Kun, the chef ghost hurried forward and offered a cigarette: "Master! Why are you here?"

This is the first time Qin Kun has been handed smoke by a ghost, and he can't help but smile. He remembers that ghosts are afraid of open flames?

"There is a sufferer, please ask me something." Qin Kun said.

Qin Kun saw that the chef ghost's girlfriend also seemed to have become a ghost, and it seemed that the ghost coin he gave had a lot of effect.

The chef ghost rubbed his hands, lit a cigarette for himself, and said with a smile: "Hey, the master is so kind and virtuous! We will never forget it. If there is anything you need to run errands, please tell me. Aqin and I will go back The road is in the alley next to it."

Going back, of course, is going back to the ghost city.

Unexpectedly, in addition to the Linjiang International Trade Building, the alley of Yuxianting also leads to the ghost market.

Qin Kun nodded, and he scanned the remaining flying cakes on the stall. This kind of food is similar to that of the ghost shop Stove King Altar. It has a texture and taste, and it can fill your stomach, but it has no nutrition.

Seeing that it was a decent food, I was relieved.

"Fat Feibing, two servings!" A man in a floral shirt came out of Yuxianting, he was nearly 30 years old, with a big back, green beard, half-raised eyelids, obviously just finished drinking.He was wearing a suit jacket and a thick gold chain around his neck. It seemed that he was not a good stubble.

"Boss Li, we closed the stall..." The fat chef was apologetic.

"I'm Nimabi! Do you look down on me?!"

Qingpihu turned his lips up, bared his teeth, and kicked the fat chef down.

The fat chef's face hit the oven, and there was a pain, and a burnt mark appeared on his face.

Weisha is so heavy.

Qin Kun looked aside coldly. He found that Qingpihu could hurt even a ghost. He probably wasn't an ordinary person. Since ancient times, soldiers and bandits have been so powerful that ghosts and gods do not invade. This person looks like a bandit.

The fat chef was beaten, feeling the evil spirit on Qingpihu's body, he dared not speak out, so he lowered his head and kneaded his face silently.

After a while, a flying cake was baked.

"It's already like this... Isn't it over? You have to pretend to be in front of me! Who do you think you are?"

Qingpihu patted the fat chef's face, took a bite of the crispy flying pancake, and said with half-raised eyelids.

The second serving of flying cakes was also baked. Qingpihu had already finished one and was waiting, but Qin Kun took away the flying cakes from the fat chef's hand and bit off a piece.

"Well, the taste is not bad." Qin Kun praised as if no one was watching.

Qingpihu had a gloomy face: "Boy, this flying pancake is mine."

"Your?" Qin Kun was surprised, "Did you ask it to agree?"

With blue veins popping out on Qingpihu's forehead, he suddenly picked up the bench and threw it at Qin Kun's head.

Snapped--

The bamboo and wood bench was smashed apart by Qin Kun's punch.

Qin Kun turned around and kicked Qingpihu's waist.

Qingpihu lunged down, grabbed Qin Kun's whip leg with his palm, pulled hard, lifted his leather shoe, and kicked towards Qin Kun's crotch.

Qin Kun also grabbed Qingpihu's feet and threw his elbow on his chest.

The fat chef was dumbfounded, not knowing why the two started fighting.

Aqin next to him tugged at the hem of his clothes: "Let's go! Master is helping us! Don't trouble him!"

The fat chef immediately understood and was moved. He rode a stall cart and quickly disappeared into the night with Aqin on his back.

Downstairs in the resplendent and resplendent Yuxianting, a few security guards found that there was a fight in front of them, and their faces became angry.

"Damn it! Don't ask whose territory this is? I have worked here for six years, and I have never seen anyone dare to make trouble at the gate of Mr. Li's place!"

An old security guard led the guy and walked towards that side, but was stopped by the young security guard next to him.

"Captain, don't pass by, Mr. Li is the one fighting! Be careful and pass by, Mr. Li will fight with us."

The young security guard obviously had some unpleasant shadows. The old security guard saw that it was Mr. Li, so he stopped coming forward.

Who in Linjiang City's generation doesn't know that Mr. Li can fight?The only requirement for the security director of Yuxianting is to survive ten tricks in Mr. Li's hands.This position has been vacant for two years.

But this fight obviously didn't end so soon.

Qingpihu and Qin Kun were fighting together. Qingpihu had obviously learned kung fu and belonged to the category of actual combat. His offensive hit the vitals. His crotch, weakness, vest, and neck were all his targets.

Qin Kun was even more ruthless, with a sharp knife, gouging eyes, pulling hair, spitting, stepping on leather shoes, and along the way, pulling his vaginal legs, attacking his soft ribs, digging out his heart, and beheading his neck.

The green-skinned Hu was furious, what is this?It's a rogue play!

When do you fight and spit!Even if he wins, it still makes people feel nauseous.

And hair pulling!

He usually values ​​his hair the most, and Qin Kun turned him into a chicken coop two or three times, sealed his eyes with his old punches, and slashed his neck with a single sword. If he was beaten into panda eyes or stiff neck, where would he save his face? !

"wait!"

Qingpihu saw Qin Kun's feigned move to flirt with his legs, followed by another glob of saliva, and hurriedly backed away, calling Qin Kun to stop.

This guy is so shameless! !

"Scared? Call grandpa!"

Qin Kun discovered that this Qingpihu had some skills, and he was very good at fighting. He knew how strong he was. Hu was carried down abruptly.

But he seems to be afraid of spitting, hair pulling and other hurtful moves.

Qin Kun sneered, he still cares about his image when he comes out to fight, is there a mistake?

"Cai Lifo, Xingyi, Wing Chun, Banbu Beng, Qimen Elbow, who did you learn from?!"

Qingpihu was astonished, and Qin Kun had endless tricks, including almost all actual martial arts.

"Watching TV to practice."

When Qingpihu heard Qin Kun's answer, he almost vomited blood. Can your family see people like this when watching TV?There are no routines between the moves, but it is overwhelming, as if forcibly mixing the moves into a pot of chowder.

It is important to know that every martial art method has to match the breathing rhythm, and they are forcibly mixed together. It is easy to have disordered breathing, injure the spleen, and even faint due to ischemia.

This is what is often referred to in novels as "going mad".

He can mix and use so many tricks, which can only prove that he has a very good foundation!

Qingpihu was a little tempted.

"Boy, since you are young, you are a piece of material to make. How about being my apprentice? I will guarantee that you will be popular and hot!" Qingpihu glanced at Qin Kun's bicycle, thinking that this kid should not be rich. people.It's a pity that such raw jade is buried in the market.

Qingpihu has a heart of love for talents. Although he is not a martial arts master, but in terms of actual combat, Linjiang City has absolutely no opponent for him. He has this confidence.

Qin Kun laughed: "Seeing that you are not very old, how about being my grandson?"

Qingpihu was expecting Qin Kun's answer, and when he heard it, his face changed, and he was extremely angry: "I'm so stupid!"

Qin Kun immediately retorted: "I hate your grandma! Good grandson, if grandpa doesn't beat you out today, it will be your grandpa!"

Qin Kun's aura was even more vicious than Qingpihu.

Damn!Where did this bastard come from, what a bastard!

Seeing Qin Kun's mouthful of thick phlegm, Qingpihu felt disgusted and powerless: "You idiot, stop! Daddy won't fight you anymore!"

Qin Kun spat on Qingpihu's leather shoes: "It's Grandpa."

Qingpihu saw crystal clear phlegm hanging from his leather boots, his heart dripped with blood, my Dunhill...

Qingpihu looked at Qin Kun's provocative smile, resisting the urge to ask his brother to crush him.Taking a deep breath, he said, "Make a friend. My father's name is Li Shanwang. Come to Yuxianting to play in the future. Tell me my name. No one will dare to take money from you."

Lee Nimabi's King of the Mountain!My name is Qin Dasheng!

Qin Kun looked contemptuous: "I said grandson, is grandpa short of your money?"

Qin Kun pointed to his windbreaker: "1300 yuan, tell me I'm short of your money?"

Qing Pihu was speechless for a while, 1300 yuan, I can buy you 30 pieces of leather shoes, okay?

Qin Kun didn't seem to realize how insignificant the price he quoted was, thinking that Qingpihu was stunned, and said with a sneer: "Grandpa saw your oily hair and pink noodles, and he really has no interest in playing with women. I reward you!"

Qin Kun handed over the flying cake with a bite out of it, and got on his bicycle.

Qingpihu could feel the smell of saliva on the flying cake from a long distance, and threw it into the trash can.

"What's your name? Leave a name!" Qingpihu asked loudly when he saw that Qin Kun was leaving.

With Qin Kun's experience in the arena, he must never report his family background. This green beard is obviously not a good bird. He is not afraid of this kind of evil force now, but Qin Xue is still in school, and his parents are still in his hometown, which is indeed his weakness.

"Just call me grandpa, good grandson."

Qin Kun walked away, Qingpihu's eyelids twitched, he remembered this person.

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Chapter 0155 sees Mr. Lee again

A fight can only be regarded as Qin Kunlu drawing his sword to help when he sees injustice.

As a ghost, the fat chef has never harmed anyone. Since Qin Kun knows him, he should help him with this matter, at least so that Qingpihu will not dare to bully him casually in the future.

But having said that, it is rare for a fat chef to be bullied like this by a Yang person as a ghost.

It gave Qin Kun an additional understanding that no matter in the yang world or the underworld, there is always cowardice.

At 11:[-] in the evening, Qin Kun came to a villa area.

At the door, a man in his 30s who seemed to have a successful career greeted him.

It's just that when he saw Qin Kun riding a bicycle in a windbreaker, he felt that it was completely different from what he had imagined.

"Are you Qin Kun?" Hu, the male owner of the villa, asked.

Yesterday it was Mr. Qin and Guru Qin, but today it is Qin Kun?

Qin Kun didn't speak, and with a wave of his hand, the bicycle was put into the elastic space and disappeared.

The male host was dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost.

This time when Qin Kun came out, Chu Qianxun, who was a good friend, specifically asked to 'have a city'.Chu Qianxun felt that Qin Kun was shrewd, but in fact he did things simply and rudely. Of course, this was not a shortcoming. It only proved that Qin Kun could see through many things, and he didn't want to think too much about it.