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But now, seeing this uncle and nephew pair, he was actually so shamefully hungry.

The middle-aged man also wanted to cry, but no tears came out. This was too unbearable.

It wasn't until the uncle and nephew finished eating that he finally calmed down.

"Are you done eating, all of you?" The middle-aged man asked snappily.

Third Uncle chuckled and said, "I finished eating."

Third Uncle then asked, "Did you finish your investigation in the morning?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "At that time, I planned to disguise myself and enter. Afterwards, I would use a compass to test if there were any reactions."

"I was having a meal in the next restaurant, and I was eating to see who was coming in and out, but then I saw the old guy was out, so I went to the store and asked around. and left right away. "

As the middle-aged man finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at Third Uncle, curious to see what his reaction would be.

Third Uncle instead asked, "What are the results?" How does the compass react? "

The middle-aged man said, "The first time I tested it, the compass kept spinning. I couldn't figure it out, so I tested it again. The result was the same."

Hearing this, Third Uncle frowned and said, "Do you know what is going on?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was somewhat surprised, saying, "Oh, I only know that either there are no ghosts, or there are ghosts everywhere. "This can't be the second kind, right?"

Third Uncle's expression turned serious and said, "That's not certain. Maybe some ghost is hiding deep underground."

"Underground?" The middle-aged man was shocked.

I was also a little surprised when I heard this. This compass still had so much content to it.

Third Uncle nodded and said, "It's not necessarily this kind of possibility. You can't think too badly about anything."

The middle-aged man's expression then became calm and said, "To tell you the truth, I tested it again, but it was a more detailed method. As a result, there was no reaction from nearby."

When Third Uncle heard this, he smiled and said, "Then I'm overthinking it, haha."

The middle-aged man bitterly smiled and said, "I hope so."

Third Uncle also nodded his head and said, "Looking at the current situation, there shouldn't be any problems with the coffee shop. This old man's guards are at most a few people, but for us, it's extremely simple."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I can move those three zombies. That ghost lady from your side should also help."

Third Uncle frowned but still nodded. "Although he has some conflicts with me, he still wants to cooperate with us."

The middle-aged man was also secretly thinking, just what kind of relationship could make a ghost girl cooperate? However, he immediately remembered something that his third uncle had told him, which made him understand it a little.

The middle-aged man looked at Third Uncle and me, then said, "He feels that we are no longer a threat to him and are still living here freely, so we must use some lightning-fast methods this time. We can't let him slip away, otherwise, it'll be troublesome the next time we find him."

Third Uncle pondered for a moment before nodding his head in agreement.

Third Uncle then said, "Speak clearly first, our goal is to find that old fogey and ask him some questions. So what if you want to kill him? We'll have to ask him first. Although this kind of scum doesn't deserve death, at least it'll be of some use to us before he dies."

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "I thought it was a big deal, but you can rest assured."

Third Uncle said disapprovingly, "This is for the best. Then, the time of the operation should be determined. "When do you think is the best time?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and then said, "Tomorrow morning, he usually doesn't open the coffee shop in the morning, so there's nothing to be wary of when he's alone in his room."

When Third Uncle heard this, he was somewhat hesitant. He then turned around to look at the wine jar.

The middle-aged man naturally wouldn't let go of this action. He only took a rough look and felt that this jar was a bit strange, so he didn't feel anything special about it. But since the ghost lady had disappeared, it was unlikely that she would stay with them. She should be staying at some grave somewhere.

Third Uncle then said, "Well, it's not impossible in the morning. It's just that these ghosts are being suppressed quite a bit in the day, so it's not very easy to move them. "

Hearing this, the middle-aged man also thought about it, and then said, "About this, I naturally have considered it. "However, I feel that he is just an ordinary person. Even if these ghosts are in the broad daylight, he might as well surrender and surrender."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to mind and shook his head. Then, Third Uncle also pondered for a while. He felt that since the middle-aged man was being reasonable, he didn't want to hesitate anymore. Thus, he decided to agree.

"Fine, then tomorrow morning, 8 o'clock. Let's gather at the alley outside and then attack together, so that he won't have anything to defend against." As for your zombie, is there any problem with moving around during the day? "

The middle-aged man laughed complacently, and then said: "I naturally have a way to deal with this, so you don't have to worry about it. I might as well think of a way for that ghost girl. "

Third Uncle let out a snort and hit a soft nail on the head. He didn't look too happy at all.

The middle-aged man also noticed it, so he didn't linger on this topic for too long. He then said, "Alright, it's settled then. Tomorrow at eight o'clock, on time. I have to go back and prepare. "

With that, the middle-aged man stood up and prepared to leave.

Third Uncle didn't have any intention of letting him stay, so he didn't say anything.

Immediately, the middle-aged man pushed the door open and walked out.

At this moment, the wine jar suddenly emitted green smoke, and Yun Xiaoxiao appeared in front of us.

I've seen this scene many times now, and I'm not as scared as I was before.

"So you decided?" Yun Xiaoxiao said in all seriousness.

Third Uncle's eyebrows twitched as he snappily said, "It's not like you didn't hear it earlier."

Yun Xiaoxiao was furious, and said: "You, you, forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you. Do you really trust him? What if he wants to catch us all in one fell swoop? "Then what are you going to do?"

I was surprised to hear this, but it wasn't impossible, because he couldn't get rid of us with his men and he couldn't get rid of us with his ghosts.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but perspire all over. This, this is too scary.

Seeing me like this, Yun Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel proud. It seems that I have realized the seriousness of the situation.

Third Uncle muttered to himself and looked at the ceiling. After a while, he said, "It's not that I haven't thought of this possibility, but based on the current situation, I can't find any suspicious points." Even if he is lying, I have already prepared for the worst. You don't have to worry about that, and even if they lie to us, we do not know who will win after we arrive. "

At the end of his speech, Third Uncle couldn't help but laugh, seemingly thinking that the other party was very stupid.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a bit more confident.

Yun Xiaoxiao also nodded her head, and did not express any more opinions.

Third Uncle suddenly looked at me and gave me a big fright. I tremblingly said, "Third Uncle, what are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?" You don't think I'm a traitor do you? I really don't have one. "

Third Uncle suddenly laughed and said, "You brat, what are you thinking? If you are a traitor, then there is no need for traitors in this world to live anymore.

I smiled in embarrassment and rubbed my head.

Third Uncle continued, "Xiaofan, although our plan this time is very safe, we have to prepare for the worst. If you pack these things well, we might be able to save your life."

After Third Uncle finished speaking, he handed over a yellow cloth bag.

After I received it, I opened it and saw that it was the set Third Uncle gave me last time. There was a wooden sword, a compass, and a Eight Trigrams Mirror. It was simply the standard for a Daoist Priest. With this, he would definitely be able to protect himself for a while.

Then, I discovered that Third Uncle's gaze seemed to be a little off. This gaze clearly said: "Take these things to protect your life. Please don't hold us back. We don't have the leisure to care about your life and death. "

Then I wiped my eyes and looked at Third Uncle. Third Uncle had a serious expression on his face. I must have seen wrongly, I thought.

At this moment, Third Uncle couldn't help but mutter in his heart, 'Did that kid see through it just now? I think I was overthinking it, am I right?'

"..."

At this time, the middle-aged man had already returned to his own residence. Of course, it couldn't still be that rented apartment, that would be equivalent to suicide.

He looked down from the upstairs window and saw his own van. He was relieved to see that it was still there without a sound.

Following that, he lay down on his bed and switched on the TV, watching the popular summer broadcast of "Journey to the West". How many f * cking years had it been going on and it was still being broadcasted. However, it was indeed a classic. There was nothing to be said about that.

Thus, he lit up a cigarette and started reading.

Time slowly ticked by. It was unknown when this middle-aged man fell asleep, but when he woke up, he looked out the window and saw that it was almost dark.

Just as he was about to get up, his short-sleeved shirt was suddenly covered in cigarette ash. He realized that he still had cigarette butts in his mouth.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but take a deep breath. This was too dangerous. Luckily, the cigarette butt was extinguished by itself, otherwise, there would really be an accident.

Shaking his head, the middle-aged man immediately grabbed the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.

He turned off the TV, pushed open the door, and went downstairs.

He walked downstairs, glanced at his truck, and then calmly went to find a restaurant to eat.

After all these years, he had gotten used to it, and felt that this car was his companion. After all, he hadn't taken the car in years and didn't have the mood to talk about love anymore.