"Burp."
With a loud burp, Cerberus's belly bulged as if it had eaten its fill. After the poster behind it was eaten by Cerberus, it had already burned into ashes.
"That's right. In the future, you will be my lackey patrolling the Netherworld.”
Zhang Fan nodded in satisfaction.
"As a pet, you have to have a name. Otherwise, it'll be quite troublesome to keep calling you Cerberus. Why don't you be called Mhm, Fat Cat is called Little Black, and you have three heads, so you can be called Little Three.”
Zhang Fan said a name that was enough to make one's head full of black lines.
"" Cerberus stuck out its tongue and panted. It did not know what its opinion was, but that was not important. What was important was that Zhang Fan had made such a happy decision.
"Little San, can you harvest one of the three heads?!!”
"Roar!"
With a roar, the fierce-looking Red Hound turned into a white pug. It was very cute and adorable. It was hard to imagine the ferocious Cerberus that had just eaten more than ten evil ghosts.
Zhang Fan glanced at the empty supermarket around him. He clapped his hands and immediately, the scene in the supermarket changed. People were chatting and laughing as they walked into the supermarket or walked out of the supermarket. People came and went. They had no idea that there were more than ten hungry ghosts here that were enough to take their lives.
"Ghost wall, not bad.”Zhang Fan's lips curled up. He picked up the bag of light bulbs in his hand and walked out of the supermarket. With a burst of singing, he took a taxi home.
Baby, I'm sorry. It's not that I don't love you
I really don't want to make you cry again
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" Driver, luxurious villa complex."
"Alright."
An indifferent voice replied.
The taxi started and drove the man and the dog out of the square. They sped down the busy street under the bright streetlights. The shops on the side of the street left afterimages and disappeared behind the car.
As the taxi drove, it was as if they had entered a dark place. There was no light around them. The street lamps disappeared, the shops on the side of the street disappeared, and even the road ahead disappeared.
Zhang Fan frowned and slapped the driver's head."I told you to drive to the luxurious villa area, not to pretend to be a ghost. Be careful, I'll turn you into ashes.”
The driver screamed as black smoke rose from his body. He looked at Zhang Fan in horror.
"You're a warlock?" The driver said in fear.
"I'm sorry, I'm a ghost officer."
Zhang Fan said. He looked at the taxi and saw that it did not have a pulse speed meter, a speed meter, or even a fuel meter. It only had a steering wheel. Wasn't this a hearse?
He was no longer dressed in casual clothes, but in ancient armor. His entire body exuded a sinister aura and majesty. It was not faked at all, making the driver extremely frightened.
The driver's face was deathly pale, without a trace of blood. It was like a woman with heavy makeup on her face with a thick layer of foundation. It was no different from a dead person. It was a ghost driver.
However, he, who should have scared others to death, was now trembling all over. He was extremely afraid.
"Lord Reaper!" Ghost Driver's soul trembled violently. The fear from the depths of his soul ignited his soul. It was really a Reaper. He actually met a Reaper. How was this possible?
"Drive carefully. How many people will you kill like this? Can you bear the responsibility?" Realizing that the hearse was shaking a little, Zhang Fan shouted unhappily. What if there was a car accident? Although he was not afraid of a divine body, how could an ordinary person withstand it?
The hearse seemed to be running in the dark, but it was actually running on the road. If something happened to the hearse, it would definitely affect the real drivers in reality. For example, it would give people an illusion. The most taboo thing for drivers was to have an illusion. If they did not do it well, it would be a minor accident. There were even cases of a series of major accidents.
"Ah... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Lord Reaper." Ghost Driver cried out in fear.
"Alright, drive to the luxurious villa area.”Zhang Fan said impatiently.
"Yes, yes, yes."
The originally dark road ahead gradually became brighter. The hearse sped along the road at an extremely fast speed, as if it was not worried about hitting a car at all. The reason was very simple. This hearse was illusory and could directly pass through ordinary cars.
The hearse was a very magical existence. Sometimes, it was used to carry the souls of the dead to the gates of hell, and sometimes, it was used to harm others. The most famous one was the bus No. 033 in Beijing. That bus was the hearse that harmed others.
Actually, this car was the same. It was just that Zhang Fan saw it and stopped it. Otherwise, there would be tragic news about someone or a few people dying in a car accident on a certain segment of Donghai News tomorrow.
"From now on, you will be my special driver. You are not allowed to go anywhere else. Do you know?"
After Zhang Fan got out of the car, he said to the terrified ghost driver in a deep voice. In order to prevent this guy from harming others, he decided to take this ghost driver in and make him his personal driver. He did not need to pay for gas and could speed as he pleased. How could he let go of such a good thing?
"Ah, okay." Ghost Driver squeezed out an extremely ugly smile. He did not dare to retaliate because he was just a small specter. He was not even a malicious ghost. How could he be a match for Zhang Fan, who was as powerful as Ghost Spirits? Moreover, this was not a bad thing. To be able to rely on a Reaper, other ghosts were not as lucky.
"If I find out that you dare to run out and harm people, I'll catch you and punish you in hell for 300 years.”Zhang Fan warned before turning around.
Little San followed behind Zhang Fan. After a few steps, it turned around and stared at him with a cruel gaze, making the ghost driver tremble.
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