Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

3"Little bro, you saw through it. I've always felt that Zimao's recent situation wasn't quite right."    

    

When Brother Pingtou heard this, he was delighted and looked at Ning Xiaolei in surprise.    

    

Ning Xiaolei said, "It's too obvious. It might not be good if we don't deal with it as soon as possible."    

    

"I-I went to the hospital. X-Ray did a bunch of stuff and the doctor couldn't explain it. Brother Pingtou, I don't want to die yet, hurry up and think of a way to save me!"    

    

Seeing how serious Ning Xiaolei's words were, Zimao was immediately frightened as he said with a sullen face.    

    

Ning Xiaolei frowned. The black aura he felt had a hint of a cold and sinister aura. It was similar to the demonic aura he had cultivated and did not seem like something ordinary.    

    

Could it be that Zimao was infected with something unclean, or someone used some sort of method on him?    

    

"Little brother, do you have any ideas?"    

    

Brother Pingtou's eyes lit up when he saw Ning Xiaolei's troubled expression.    

    

After a moment of silence, Ning Xiaolei said, "I'll have to ask him more about this. I feel like it's something supernatural."    

    

"Supernatural? "Bro, it's fine if you just say it's a ghost. Mother, you scared me to death."    

    

Zimao was so scared that his expression changed drastically, while tears flowed out of his eyes.    

    

If one was talking about something that one was most afraid of, it would definitely be something that only ghosts would be scared of. Cold sweat trickled down one's back whenever it was mentioned.    

    

Even Zimao, who was a gangster in society all year round, was not much better than an ordinary person.    

    

"Damn, brother, you must be joking. Is there really such a thing in this world?"    

    

Brother Pingtou was shocked and asked Ning Xiaolei in disbelief.    

    

This kind of thing, as a soldier, he would never believe it. If there really was such a thing, then the world must not be messed with.    

    

"Do you think I'm joking? If it's not like I guessed, then I have to ask Zimao what he's been doing recently."    

    

Ning Xiaolei shook his head, glanced at Brother Pingtou and asked.    

    

Brother Pingtou nodded as if he thought of something, looked at Zimao and said, "Did you hear that? If you don't want to die, then just tell me. Did you do something bad without telling me?"    

    

"Brother Pingtou, I didn't. I've always taken your orders to heart. I never did anything that goes against my principles."    

    

Zimao shook his head with all his might, while his eyes were filled with fear.    

    

At a time like this, he didn't dare to hide anything and revealed everything that he had done recently.    

    

"Little brother, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong!" After listening to Zimao's narration, Brother Pingtou frowned.    

    

"If you think about it more carefully, I'm afraid that you'll be done for if you don't come up with something. Looking at your appearance, you should only have a few days left!"    

    

Ning Xiaolei twitched his mouth. He could be sure that Zimao was not telling the truth.    

    

"What?" A few days? Me, Me... Just a few days ago, Tianren Hall gave me a huge sum of money and let me take care of a corpse. "    

    

After saying that, Zimao, the hoodlum, let out a sigh of relief.    

    

This matter had been pressing down on his heart for the past few days, making him feel extremely stifled.    

    

Now that he said it, he felt much more comfortable.    

    

"Tianren Hall, corpse?" Ning Xiaolei's expression changed drastically. He seemed to have thought of something.    

    

Could it be that the owner of this corpse had too deep of a grudge, turning into a ghost after death and pestering Zimao, the hoodlum?    

    

"Bastard, it is in vain that I think so highly of you. Zimao, you actually do such a heartless thing behind my back."    

    

Brother Pingtou cursed angrily. He slapped Zimao until he turned 360 degrees.    

    

After wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zimao kneeled down on the ground and said, "Brother Pingtou, I was blinded by my wealth. I know I was wrong. I will tell you where the body was buried now."    

    

"You, sigh, really pissed me off. It seems like I, Brother Pingtou, have neglected discipline recently. All of you, go ahead and mess with me."    

    

Pointing his trembling finger at Zimao and the former Huangmao, Brother Pingtou's lips were trembling in anger.