Chapter 408: Hatred for the Biological Father, Nezha Feels the Same

"Drip, drip, drip, drip..."

The sound of water droplets hitting the ground, accompanied by a smell of urine, appeared in front of Tang An and her three disciples.

Who wet their pants?

Naturally, it was the person who spoke disrespectfully to Tang An.

In front of a law-abiding Tang An, his personal safety might be guaranteed.

But behind Tang An were the three, especially the God of Slaughter, Nezha...

Therefore, this was the scene of him wetting his pants.

At this moment, the Fire-Tipped Spear was only half an inch from his eyes; if Tang An hadn't intervened in time, he would have already died on the spot instead of just wetting his pants.

"He's not worthy of you taking action."

Actually, Tang An always felt that killing in the modern era was strange, unable to pass the hurdle of being educated to be law-abiding since childhood.

As she spoke, Tang An "Slap!" patted the front desk, "Open the rooms."

"Oh! Oh oh oh oh..."

He had already been scared silly, just "oh" and not moving.

"Tsk!" Tang An subconsciously wanted to take out the Merit Gold Brick to hit someone.

"Sister! Sister, sister, sister! Open, I'll open, I'll open right now!"

That person finally reacted, wiping sweat with one hand and trembling while opening the rooms for them.

"Four!"

"Oh, good, good, good, good..."

If he had encountered ordinary people, even if they were robbers, he wouldn't have been scared like this.

But Nezha's murderous gaze was not something a mortal could resist. If Nezha wanted to, just one look could directly destroy his psychological defense and turn him into a mentally deranged lunatic.

Taking the room cards, the figures of Tang An and the others disappeared in front of the dead fat man.

"Holy crap!"

The fat man fell onto the chair, quickly rubbing his eyes, "Ghost!"

"Met a ghost?"

He quickly opened the computer and clicked on a few rooms; surveillance images actually appeared in those rooms.

As luck would have it, when he opened the screen, suddenly a black-and-white, colorless, enlarged face stuck to it, smiling in such a creepy way.

"Ah!!!!"

The fat man fell to the ground in fright, not caring about his shoes or the gold, just running away one after another, shouting for help while running.

"Should I kill him?" Nezha transmitted.

"No need." Tang An got up from the socket where the pinhole camera was installed, "This kind of social scum, bullied classmates when young, does black-hearted business when grown up, should be handed over to the police uncle to deal with."

She snapped her fingers, and all the images taken by the pinhole cameras on the fat man's computer, as well as the records of installing the cameras, and some transaction records, were all sent to one person's mobile phone.

Who?

Naturally, it was the police uncle the dead fat man intercepted on the road, who was urgently seeking help from the police uncle.

The police uncle looked at the performance that was suddenly delivered to his mobile phone, and then looked at the person seeking help in front of him.

"Take him away."

"Hey, hey no!"

"Why take me away! I met a ghost, I really met a ghost!"

"I really saw a ghost in the store, my former classmate suddenly turned into a ghost and came to find me to claim my life!"

"You believe me! Go to my store and see!"

Then...

The police uncle took him away, checked his computer, and very easily found all the hidden cameras, as well as all kinds of iron-clad evidence.

That iron-clad evidence made the fat man who originally went to seek help put on silver bracelets and was pushed onto the police car.

As for the classmate he mentioned, there was nothing in the surveillance footage. Only he himself was talking to himself, then wet his pants, and ran out in a panic.

"How could it be? How is it possible!"

"I clearly saw her, she even brought three men, you believe me! Believe me!"

No matter how he argued, the police didn't listen. They all determined he was mentally ill, and even warned him that if he made noise again, they would send him to a psychiatric hospital.

Just as the fat man was about to get in the car, he saw Tang An bringing her three disciples, appearing eerily at the door of his store, looking like a black-and-white photo, smiling strangely at him, and waving...

"Ah!!!!!"

"Ah!!!"

"Tsk, scared unconscious just like that? Boring." Tang An's style changed suddenly, returning to her usual appearance.

"Alright, let's go too."

"Where to?" Yang Jian was puzzled, "Not staying?"

"Not staying, I just remembered, I have a divine residence given by the Queen Mother."

Why buy a house, it even saved the money for buying a house.

The four of them teleported to the sparsely populated suburbs, chose a place with decent scenery, threw down the divine residence, and it instantly transformed into the appearance of a Chinese-style garden mansion.

The four of them were finally able to settle down in this world and have the leisure to admire the moonlight.

Well, there was no moon tonight.

Yang Jian poured a cup of tea for each of the four, "Is Master an old acquaintance with that person?"

"Hmm, a relative on my biological father Wang Maolin's side, and also a classmate from elementary school."

"His mouth is very cheap, never had a good fart coming out of it; I endured him a few times before, and once I really couldn't endure it, I had a fight with him."

"He was fat, I couldn't beat him, but was pressed and beaten by him instead. But I just refused to admit defeat, picked up a brick, and smashed his head, giving him a big blood bag."

"Later, Wang Maolin brought him and his parents to my house; because of this, Grandmother not only apologized but also paid a lot of money."

Nezha clenched his fists and got up to leave.

Tang An grabbed Nezha's arm, "That's all in the past, didn't he also suffer a big loss in my hands now."

"With all those transactions, and illegal acts like installing cameras, he'll have to be sentenced for a few years, and he'll have to lose a lot of money. I earned it, didn't lose."

Nezha turned back to look at Tang An, his eyes full of heartache and anger.

"Will you kill him?"

Tang An understood immediately; Nezha wasn't talking about the fat man, but her biological father, Wang Maolin.

Tang An thought for a moment, "Now that I have Dharma power, killing is the easiest thing."

"But killing him is too easy for him; I want him to wish he were dead!" Tang An crushed the teacup in her hand, the hatred for her biological father in her eyes was very pure, without any scruples at all.

"When to go?" Yang Jian asked.

"Not in a hurry, he will take the initiative to find me." Tang An picked up the teacup, her mind recalling the scene just now.

The moment she recognized the fat man, she already had a plan.

Now that the fat man was detained, claiming to have seen her, then it wouldn't be very late before her biological father, under pressure from relatives, would soon come to her.

"Then where are we going tomorrow?" Sun Wukong was full of curiosity about this world now.

"Tomorrow... I want to go to Grandmother's house to see, and then go to the antique trading market to exchange for some money. Then take you all to experience my world properly."

Yang Jian took a sip of tea with a smile, "What about the serious business?"

He knew that Tang An's trip here was not just for fun, but had other things to do.

"Not in a hurry, do it one by one; when the time comes, you will naturally know." ===== CHAPTER 409 =====