God level takeaway system

Wang Mian took the takeaway—the place where the takeaway was delivered did not surprise Wang Mian, it was still a big prison, so Wang Mian didn't need to guess, this must be another meal of decapitation.

Moreover, the target of this decapitation meal might be the owner of the Juewei Building. Wang Mian was in a complicated mood. Wang Mian had come to this place for the third time.

I don't know if the fourth time will be the owner of the seafood restaurant.

Wang Mian took the food and came to the gate of Dongyang Prison. The old man already knew why Wang Mian came, so he didn't question him.

"This seafood porridge is really popular recently. Many prisoners order this for their severed food." The old man said.

Wang Mian cursed in his heart, if there is something wrong with the seafood porridge, maybe when the owner of the seafood porridge becomes a prisoner, there will be no seafood porridge as a meal for beheading.

This time was a bit special, Wang Mian did not go to the execution ground of ordinary prisoners, but came to a room covered with talisman papers and the light was dim. sitting on a chair.

Apparently these innate Taoist priests knew the specialness of Boss Juewei, so they executed him like this.

Wang Mian walked into the room wearing the clothes of the God of Cookery Company, and Wang Mian was not wearing a mask. The two Taoist priests immediately said politely, "It turned out to be, brother Wang."

Wang Mian nodded, as a promise, these two innate Taoist priests, being polite to Wang Mian, is completely the power behind Wang Mian, although on the surface, Wang Mian is only an acquired realm.

But the influence of the Lingpai is quite large, and behind Wang Mian there is the shadow of Shaolin and the shadow of Mofeng.

Even if they are Taoists in the innate realm, they dare not be rude to Wang Mian.

"Let's meet again." Wang Mian said in front of the boss of Jueweilou.

"It's you, winner and loser." The boss of Jueweilou said a little disappointed.

"I admit that what you said is correct, but you know that if you succeed, you will become China's eternal sinners." Wang Mian said.

"It doesn't matter if I'm a sinner through the ages, can I live forever?" The owner of Jueweilou said, "The Qin Hui who has been scolded through the ages is even more famous than Yue Fei."

"Actually, you are wrong. I think that even without my appearance and the reversal of the ten men from the Demon Peak, it would be very difficult for you to succeed." Wang Mian said.

The boss of Juewei Building suddenly raised his head to look at Wang Mian with a puzzled look on his face.

Regardless of his surprised gaze, Wang Mian said indifferently: "Although there are even spiritual sects and vampires in the West, but are you really sure that there is no existence beyond Jindan in this world? If Huaxia is really captured With the invasion of Western forces, do you think there is really no higher-level force intervening to break the balance?"

The boss of the Jueweilou stared wide-eyed, and his heart fluctuated violently. Obviously, he understood Wang Mian's words.

After seeing the red dragon, Wang Mian also suddenly felt that even without Wang Mian's system, if the matter further expanded, there would be no guarantee that a more powerful existence would appear.

"Eat this bowl of porridge and go on the road. In fact, you are your master and the most proud disciple." Wang Mian said.

The owner of this Jueweilou is Zhou Niuer's apprentice.

"Master, is the old man in good health?" the boss of Jueweilou said a little disappointed.

A dying person has a kind heart, Wang Mian said: "He is very good, but I can see that he is very disappointed by your actions."

"Host, completed the super takeaway order - reward - increase the number of staff seats by 70 people."

Wang Mian was overjoyed. Originally, there were only 20 employees in the super food delivery system. Wang Mian gained tens of thousands of points a day. Unexpectedly, the reward was so harsh this time.

In other words, with the addition of the original 20 people, the number of employees of Super Delivery has now increased to 90. The brothers and sisters of the Guan family are all delivery staff of the Super Delivery system, and the manpower is not enough!
Wang Mian walked out, no matter how heinous the other party was, or how the Taoist executed the death penalty, Wang Mian was not interested anymore.

Wang Mian walked by, and there were groups of low and small graves. These graves might be prisoners who were executed. Suddenly, in broad daylight, Wang Mian saw a young man crying on the top of a grave. The crying man was very sad.

Wang Mian couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Brother, who is it you who died?"

The man suddenly raised his head and widened his eyes, and said with a face full of disbelief, "You can see me..."

Wang Mian's heart was cold, his teeth chattered a little and he said, "Of course I can see you."

"Ah—I've been wronged, brother, please help me." The young man suddenly knelt down before Wang Mian, crying bitterly.

Wang Mian panicked at once, and looked at the photo on the tombstone, but he looked exactly like the young man, "This young man is crying in front of his own grave."

It's so blue and bright, isn't it too weird?

"Hey, little brother, this graveyard is very cloudy, and it is easy to get sick." The uncle who guarded the gate shouted from a distance.

What surprised Wang Mian the most was that the old man didn't seem to see the young man at all.

Seeing that Wang Mian was about to leave, the young man hugged Wang Mian's thigh and said, "Sir, I was wronged."

Wang Mian calmed down and said, "Come with me first."

The young man showed joy and followed Wang Mian. When Wang Mian led the young man to the gate, the old man looked strangely and said, "Brother, who were you talking to just now?"

Wang Mian looked at the old man intently, knowing in his heart that the old man couldn't see the young man beside him at all, Wang Mian smiled slightly and said, "I seem to have seen a young man crying at the grave just now."

The old gatekeeper's face turned pale, he looked around and said, "You'd better go back and ask a Taoist priest to show you, I have occasionally heard crying these nights."

Wang Mian only felt cold all over his body, which was too weird, but the young man was indeed beside him.

Wang Mian was horrified, "There are really ghosts in this world, why haven't we seen them before?"

Then Wang Mian thought, when he was in Maoshan, the Nether Art that Wang Mian practiced in the underground corpse gas well, could it be related to this exercise?

"I was wronged, brother, I don't want to die." The young man was still crying beside Wang Mian.

"Shut up—" Wang Mian said with his eyes wide open, looking to the side.

In the eyes of the old man guarding the gate, Wang Mian was talking to the air next to him, which made him pale even more, and he was not even in the mood to continue chatting with Wang Mian.

Wang Mian walked out of the prison, and was about to fly to the sky on a broomstick. The young man said, "Master, take me."

"Can't you fly?" Wang Mian said.

"Where do I have such abilities?" The young man said distressedly.

"Then let me come up." Wang Mian said.

The young man jumped up and down, his body seemed to have no weight, and he sat directly on the broom.

Wang Mian flew up to the sky on a broomstick, "Slow down, slow down, master, I can't stand the strong wind in the sky."

Wang Mian found that the phantom of the young man was rippled by the wind in the sky, and he felt as if he was about to lose his mind. There was no way, Wang Mian slowed down.