Fight Back, Rich Second Generation!

Zhao Wenjie was furious and vowed to save face!

In front of hundreds of thousands of spectators, he was humiliated again and again, he really couldn't keep his face, so he made up his mind to surprise everyone, it would be best to make Han Yi feel ashamed, and make Han Yushi even more surprised and worshiped!

After some arrangement, a long table was added in the hall of the Han family. According to Zhao Wenjie's instructions, it was filled with common items such as candles, fruits, long incense, and yellow talismans. Zhao Wenjie also had a copper coin sword and a brass bell in his hand!

After dawdling for a long time, it was almost evening and the sky gradually darkened. The whole Han family hall suddenly looked a little ghostly, and the lights in the middle of the hall were still flickering, which made many people turn pale with fright.

"Fuck, this atmosphere is just right for ghost movies. How come the lights of a villa worth hundreds of millions are flickering? It can't be a problem with the quality of the lighting!"

"Maoyan, this is clearly the rhythm of ghosts haunting, mother, I'm afraid!"

"Oh my god, I don't dare to watch it anymore, is there really a fucking ghost here?" The fans in the live broadcast room were excited, excited, and horrified.

Zhao Wenjie smiled complacently, and shook the brass bell in his hand. The sound of jingling bells spread out, and the whole hall was suddenly blown by an evil wind.

Han Jian and Han Zhengnan's complexions suddenly turned ugly!

Everyone doesn't believe that there are no ghosts in such scenes. Even Han Yushi, who is indifferent by nature, can't help but turn pale. No matter how big a star she is, she is actually just a woman. Things like ghosts and ghosts are quite scary.

Only Han Yi looked disdainful!

"snort!"

Zhao Wenjie snorted unhappily, and frantically shook his bell again. The next moment, he pointed forward the copper coin sword in his right hand, glued a few yellow talismans on it, lit it, and muttered something in his mouth: "Order the ghosts of the green plague in the east, the ghosts of the red plague in the south, the ghosts of the blood plague in the west, the ghosts of the black plague in the north, four seasons and eight seasons, the gods are not nourished..."

Zhao Wenjie's incantation became more evil the more he recited it!

The hall was full of ghosts, evil winds were blowing, and strange screams rang out from time to time, scaring Han Yushi to lean towards Han Yi desperately, and even hugged his arm.

"Hey! The Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law, and the little devil can't show up quickly!" Zhao Wenjie yelled, and the bell shook wildly, and a child suddenly appeared behind Han Jian amidst the sound of ding ding ding.

This is a three or four year old baby!

Its skin was as white as paper, its pupils were white, it had sharp teeth and claws, and its face was ferocious. It looked very scary. At this moment, it hugged Han Jian's neck and smiled slyly around.

As soon as the kid came out, everyone screamed in fright!

"Holy shit, shit, there really are ghosts, ghosts!"

"Mom, help, there is a ghost! Master, kill it!" The fans in the live broadcast room screamed in horror.

Han Jian, Han Zhengnan, Han Yushi and the others didn't look too well. Han Jian's face was even paler when he was hugged by the kid. No matter how calm he was, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants at this moment!

"hehe!"

Zhao Wenjie smiled triumphantly, he enjoyed everyone's panic very much, and he thought it was a compliment to him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, his desire to pretend soared, he shook the copper coin sword in his hand, and sternly shouted: "Hey! This celestial master is here, kid, why don't you retreat quickly?"

"Cruel!"

The little ghost screamed ferociously, and he rushed over with a swish, obviously provoked by Zhao Wenjie.

"Good time!" Zhao Wenjie was not afraid at all, instead he laughed and stepped forward, waving the copper coin sword wildly in his hand.

Whoosh whoosh!

bang bang bang!

Zhao Wenjie was like a peerless swordsman, he stabbed and blocked the sword chicly, and fought the little ghost for 300 rounds. Every time he drew his sword, he would definitely cause huge damage to the little ghost, making it scream and roar.

Catching ghosts is Zhao Wenjie's specialty!

The little ghost was extremely fast and elusive, but Zhao Wenjie was not afraid at all. He not only attacked and killed the little ghost with ease, but also threw yellow talismans to block the little ghost's retreat from time to time, forcing it to retreat steadily.

A big battle, comparable to a movie!

"666, Brother Jie, oh my god, destroy it soon!"

"It's so fast, damn it, this kid is going to go against the sky!"

"Be careful to the left, it's coming again!" In the live broadcast room, hundreds of thousands of fans were all anxious, and everyone was sweating for Zhao Wenjie.

"Hahaha!" Zhao Wenjie laughed triumphantly: "This little devil is nothing, my celestial master can suppress it in an instant, the Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law, watch my five thunders rectify the law!"

boom!

Zhao Wenjie pinched the magic formula in his hand, and immediately struck out with a palm. His palm actually contained the power of lightning, and the kid was sent flying out on the spot. It was so shocked that it screamed and wailed desperately, and it seemed that it had suffered a lot of damage.

"You see! This little ghost can be wiped out by three strikes, five divisions and two by the heavenly master, but if there is no heavenly master, it can take the lives of your Han family!" Zhao Wenjie sneered again and again, his eyes were full of excitement.

At this moment, he felt the respect of Han Jian and Han Zhengnan!

At this moment, he felt the surprise and curiosity flashing from Han Yushi's eyes!

His hard work was finally reversed, and he finally won the respect of everyone and the curiosity of the beauties, which made Zhao Wenjie very happy, and the beauty in his heart was bubbling.

Unfortunately, Han Yi still looked down on him.

Zhao Wenjie was quite upset when he saw this, and he glanced at Han Yi in an unfriendly way!

"Hmph! Do you think you've succeeded in pretending? It's ridiculous, the fun is yet to come!" Han Yi shook his head mockingly, and at the same time asked in his heart: "System, can the power-boosting skills be used on little ghosts?"

"Yes!" The system intelligently replied: "May I ask the owner whether to use it!"

"Use it, let the kid increase his power by ten times, and then copy Maoshan Taoism for me, I want to play him to death, hurry up!" Han Yi ordered coldly.

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