Mu Fan's body had the power of an Earth Level Deity. Apart from his immense strength, he was naturally able to restrain the Ghost Qi. Other than feeling a slight resistance, he did not feel anything at all when he landed.
"Bang!"
He stomped on the black gas and hit it directly. The evil sorcerer spat out blood and several teeth flew out.
"Impossible, who are you?”The Dark Sorcerer widened his eyes and stammered. His eyes were filled with extreme fear.
Ghost Qi was of the Yin attribute. Usually, only people with sufficient Yang energy could instinctively dispel it. However, this handsome man in front of her actually extinguished her Ghost Qi with his strength. This was simply unbelievable.
"Someone who wants your life." Mu Fan raised his foot and then stomped down." How dare you touch my woman? I'll stomp you to death, you son of a b * tch!"”
After being stepped on twice in a row, the Dark Sorcerer immediately felt dizzy. If he had not cultivated a ghost technique, he would have fainted long ago.
" Hero, please spare my life! Hero, please spare my life! This lowly one has eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai…" Even though he was proud and arrogant, he knew that this handsome man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person. He hurriedly begged for mercy.
Seeing that Mu Fan had no intention of letting him go, the Dark Sorcerer's face flashed with viciousness as he quickly got up. He chanted a few lines of Sanskrit and then spat out a black awl-shaped ghost qi.
"Hahaha, you brat, you have successfully angered me. This Ghost Energy Magic Awl was condensed from the resentful souls of more than ten women.”
The Evil Art Master laughed proudly. He was right. This Ghost Qi Awl was his strongest trump card. Even the current international boxing champion would die from a mental breakdown if he was hit by it.
However, as a price, the souls of the women he had killed in the past would disappear. In other words, he had to cultivate again.
"Celestial Master, Celestial Master, f * ck you. I, a dignified civil servant, didn't even say anything, and you're pretending in front of me? If I don't destroy your soul, I won't be able to do this temporary job anymore.”
As he spoke, Mu Fan's ring flashed with spiritual light, and a chain that was surrounded by black smoke appeared in his hand.
The Soul Binding Chains were one of the Ghost Reaper's magical equipment. They could capture all evil ghosts. Together with the Soul Capturing Technique, they were the nemesis of all ghost techniques.
"Slash!"
Mu Fan executed the Soul Restraining Technique and swung it gently. The Soul Binding Chain drew out a black line that was like a black lightning bolt that flew from the sky. It immediately whipped the Ghost Energy Magic Awl into nothingness and struck the Evil Art Master's head.
The Dark Sorcerer was stunned by the chain. He stood there with his mouth agape, looking like an S.B. Behind him, a faint shadow stood there, equally shocked.
Mu Fan's chains had directly extracted the Dark Sorcerer's soul from his body.
"Are you really a Reaper?" The Dark Sorcerer's soul came back to his senses, his entire body trembling.| Shaking, although he cultivated the ghost technique, this was the first time he had seen a law enforcement officer from the netherworld.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
The Soul Binding Chains wrapped around the Evil Art Master's ghost and dragged it to his side. Mu Fan immediately raised his hand and slapped him across the face.
" I told you to show off, to touch my woman, to harm people everywhere, to waste my merit points…"
After venting his anger for a while, Mu Fan immediately used the Secret Art of the Ghost Reaper and threw the Evil Art Master into the passage. Then, he turned the corpse into thin air before coming to Gao Yuanyuan and the others and gently patting them.
"Hmm? Mu Fan? Where's the person who took the photo?" The four women were puzzled. It had only been a matter of a blink of an eye from the moment Mu Fan had made his move to the moment he had eliminated the Dark Sorcerer. It had not even been a minute.
"He has already left." Mu Fan had no intention of telling them the truth.
As for being thrown into the passage, he was not worried at all. There would be an official member of the underworld like Ox-Head and Horse-Face to receive him. He was only responsible for catching ghosts. According to the crime of the evil sorcerer, the lightest punishment was to be sent to the 18th level of hell, never to be reincarnated…
At the same time, the voice of the Reaper Mission System sounded in his mind.
"Congratulations on completing the Ghost Breeder mission. You have received 5 merit points.”
"The Reaper Assessment System has been activated. Currently, you have 5 points. You still need 995 merit points to become a full-time official. Please continue to work hard.”
Mu Fan was extremely happy when he felt that there were 5 more points in his mind. This was 5 million! If he exchanged all of them for gold and sold them, it would be doubled…
The most important thing was that the mission was completed, and his position as a ghost officer was still there. He had not been assessed!
The opening was very smooth. It could be said that it was quite smooth. Orders were filled almost the entire year, and new orders kept emerging.
There were three levels of service.
1. For top-tier VIP services, a deposit of 100,000 yuan was required. Liu Ziyun would personally follow up on the service. The service fee would be deducted from the 100,000 yuan.
2. Advanced VIP service, this level requires a deposit of 50,000 yuan, selling clothes with gold design.| During this period, Liu Ziyun returned from time to time to follow up.
3. Beginner VIP service, 10,000 yuan in advance, gold medal design sales, queuing and conversation style, and so on.
The junior VIPs were usually white-collar workers or customers who were not in a hurry. The senior VIPs were people who were about to get married, and the top VIPs were rich and second-generation heirs.
Because of the appearance of the nation's husband, Wang Sicong, on the opening day, there were more than 100 top-tier VIPs, more than 300 high-level VIPs, and nearly 800 low-level VIP. In other words, Mufan's shop had closed nearly 1300 orders on the opening day.
Converted into money, he received a deposit of more than 30 million.
This was simply unbelievable.
Mufan's shop was different from ordinary gold shops. His gold didn't cost anything. Excluding the salary and share, the profits were way ahead of their peers.
Even Mu Fan did not expect this. However, he knew that Wang Sicong had a huge reason for this. After all, if he attended the opening ceremony, many people would think that he also had shares and became a VIP. Perhaps he would be able to pull some connections?
After a busy day, they returned to the villa area.
Gao Yuanyuan and the other three immediately turned on their computers and cried out in surprise.
"Mufan, come over and take a look. You're on the headlines?”
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