Sister...

Help, please!

Wade stuck out his tongue, and his eyes almost rolled back.

Damn...

In a fit of anger, he reached out and pulled out a peach wood dagger.

He randomly stabbed in the past, hitting Flatterer right in the waist.

Flatterer: I choked you!

Wade: I grabbed your waist!

One person and one ghost were wrestling together, twisting into a tangled mess. He was trying to escape while the other was chasing him, not knowing whose waist was in a heap.

Wade's peach wood dagger was carved by himself. He originally wanted to carve a peach wood sword, but the sword was too long to fit into his backpack.

So he modified it a bit, made it shorter, and finally turned it into a peach wood knife.

This stab directly exposed Flatterer's true colors.

He was stunned: Ghosts have waists?

Isn't a ghost just a mass of lunar energy? A floating entity? How could it have a waist?

Flatterer: "My waist...! Give me back my waist!"

Wade: "Don't choke me...! Let go of my throat!"

Susie: "..."

She was also stunned.

What kind of plot is this? Can it be acted like this?

Never in a million years did Wade expect that he would catch a ghost for the first time by conquering it with his guts.

Susie couldn't stop twitching her mouth, finally understanding why her master's mouth would always twitch.

The crowd of ghosts, who quietly peeked out to watch the excitement, were also stunned.

The fickle ghost exclaimed, "This... has grasped the man's lifeline!"

The bride ghost said, "Sister, you're talking nonsense! The lifeline of a man is not the waist!"

The fickle ghost: "Hmm? Go on, explain."

The coward ghost gave each of them a knock on the forehead and said, "Shut up!"

The unlucky ghost sighed, "I really admire you two. Just by watching, you can even distinguish colors."

The fickle ghost looked confused, "What color, I don't understand? What are you talking about?"

The unlucky ghost: "..."

In the small garden, Wade and Flatterer fought fiercely, raising a cloud of smoke. Within the smoke, one could only vaguely see Wade occasionally showing his face and the flatterer occasionally showing his waist.

"Do you surrender? I'm asking if you surrender!" Wade sneered, gripping the opponent's waist with a smug expression.

Flatterer: "Fuck..."

Did he dare to say no?

My waist was in the hands of the other person.

How can a man not have a waist?!

What's even more infuriating is that this child is covered in talismans.

Okay, let's not talk about the protective bracelet in his hand. It just lit up for a moment and then suddenly went off for some unknown reason. Flatterer didn't know that Susie had suppressed the protective bracelet, specifically using it to practice on Wade.

But this kid had too many bugs on him, not to mention the fact that his clothes and pants were filled with talismans.

Damn, that handsome and stylish hair, which was actually curled up and held up with hairpins.

"Enough, enough. I surrender." Flatterer looked frustrated, but still managed to say, "Give me back my guts first."

How could Wade possibly give his waist back to him?

He didn't have Soul Calabash or the hell, but he had a snakeskin bag, a small snakeskin bag.

This snake skin bag was double-layered, with a layer of soul-locking talismans spread in between.

Throwing his waist inside, Flatterer could no longer expect to take his waist back.

Flatterer: "..."

You little child, are you being naughty or not!

Flatterer stared angrily and decided to sit on the ground: "I won't fight anymore! I won't fight with you!"

Wade sneered and chuckled, "Tell me, what's your name, where are you from, and how did you die?"

Flatterer: Tsk!

He thought he was Yama, catching ghosts and all. He was already convinced, but he even brought interrogation?

Wade raised the peach wood knife and said, "I wonder if this knife can stab through the waist. I haven't tried it before, but I want to give it a try."

Flatterer: "... My name is Tyrone."

Wade: "..."

Flatterer felt extremely aggrieved and said, "I'm from a small town."

That area was an economic development zone, gathering various industry leaders and bringing together global finance.

"I was just an ordinary salesman, the competition for survival was fierce..."

Salespeople, they definitely have a lot to say.

Various ways of contacting clients and running business were common in the past, and it was common to accompany them for drinks in order to conduct business.

"I was a salesperson for online business. At that time, Alibaba had just started developing its online business, and Taobao had just launched."

In the past, online shopping was not as developed as it is now. Everyone used to buy things from physical stores. However, the big boss said that e-commerce is the future trend.

The salesmen used to rely heavily on field promotion, which is also known as door-to-door sales. They would go from one store to another, promoting their products to each individual store owner.

Even encountered some consumers who seemed to have potential, they had to be promoted.

Walking ten kilometers a day was just the basic routine. The most exhausting day was when both of his leather shoes wore out completely.

Upon hearing this, Wade asked skeptically, "Are you sure it's not the quality of your leather shoes?"

Flatterer: "..."

His train of thought was completely interrupted.

Flatterer was certain that this brat must be his lifelong archenemy.