At two o'clock in the morning, accompanied by the noise caused by the large exhaust pipe, a group of young people on motorcycles stopped at the entrance of the Xiaoxie convenience store. They are all wearing leather clothes and decorated with heavy metal items such as chains. Mohawk hair is a relatively conservative hairstyle among them, and there is no black hair among the colorful hair colors.
The sound of the automatic door opening sounded, and these six guys who thought they were gangsters entered in a file. The man in the head had long blond hair. After entering, he ignored Wang Xu and Albert as if they were air. As if intending to look cool, he glanced around with a cynical look, and then walked into the store with his companions.
They are as casual as they are in their own home. They pick up the things on the shelf, take a look at them first, and don’t put them back in their original places after reading them. stand up.
This process lasted for about ten minutes. The blond man walked to the cashier and said, "Check out." The guys behind him had already walked out of the store with the things they brought.
Wang Xu looked very calm: "Then bring the things here."
Immediately, the other side uttered a swear word: "Fuck! It's such a trouble, if you don't see the end, it's over."
"Then you can give me as much as you like."
"What did you say?" The blond man didn't seem to have heard Wang Xu's words clearly, or he might not have been fully prepared for the situation before him, but he came back to his senses immediately: "Fuck! You're quite kind! I’m calling out, isn’t it?!”
"I warn you, only Lao Tzu can call himself Lao Tzu. If you dare to say that you are Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu will make you unable to say the word Lao Tzu for the rest of your life." Wang Xu returned the tongue twister.
"Yeah! The mouth is so stiff! Brothers, come here, this kid wants to loosen his muscles." His companions had already noticed the situation here, so when the blond man opened his mouth, these guys all showed fierce expressions The expressions came together.
"What did you just say, say it again for me to listen." The blond man said.
With a muffled pop, the blond man's front teeth disappeared, and blood dripped from his mouth. Wang Xu said calmly, "Look, now you can only pronounce 'old shit' from now on."
"Give me a fucking hit!! Smash his dilapidated shop!!" He covered his mouth and yelled while holding back the severe pain.
So, after just two minutes, these people fell to the ground, and there was no pain anywhere on their bodies. Even if they could barely stand up, they would never do so, because they could only stop being hurt by lying on the ground and moaning. beat.
Albert stood behind the cash register with his chin resting on one hand, looking at the wall clock in the distance. Since these guys came in, he hadn't looked directly at it, but now he spoke: " You are responsible for cleaning up the store."
The bosozokus didn't expect the gringo who was making soy sauce beside him to say such a sentence suddenly.
"Didn't you hear?" Albert's eyes swept over.
These guys sprang up like they were coming back from the dead, sweeping the floor, sorting the containers, cleaning the windows, making them cleaner than before they came in. And Wang Xu and Albert stood there watching with bored faces.
"I originally wanted to drive them away, but I didn't expect that these wastes have potential labor value that can be developed." Wang Xu sighed.
Albert still held his chin and looked at the wall clock: "I just think that after they leave, the work of cleaning up will probably fall on me."
After these people finished their work, Wang Xu hooked his fingers to the blond man: "Come here."
He squirmed closer, his eyes filled with fear and anxiety: "Big... big brother, I... we were wrong..."
Wang Xu didn't let him continue at all, and interrupted rudely: "I'm not your father, so I'm not obliged to listen to your confession. It's the right thing to pack up. Give me the money now!"
"Alright..." He took out his wallet, took out two hundred-yuan bills and handed them over, "Take the extra for tea, brother."
Wang Xu didn't reach out to pick up the money, he slowly stretched out a hand, took a lollipop from the table, peeled off the wrapping paper, put it in his mouth, and said in a cold tone: "I I want to lock you in the freezer over there, take it out after three hours, and add it to oden as a side dish."
The blond man bowed at ninety degrees, and presented the entire wallet with both hands, before even taking out the keys and the photo of his girlfriend: "Brother, you can take whatever you want, it's not enough for me to go home to get it!"
Albert's eyes were blurred, and he seemed to have lost focus: "What about you?"
His words are undoubtedly intended to be heard by the other gangsters. They were standing not far behind the blond man, but at this moment, their expressions twitched as if struck by lightning...
More than ten minutes later, the six violent youths who had been rampant in the night rushed out of the convenience store as if fleeing Auschwitz, and drove away in their beloved car... I didn't dare to set foot on this street within five kilometers.
The five members of the ghost commando witnessed all this completely. Although they didn't know what the people inside were talking about, they could basically guess the whole thing.
The voice of the big cameraman was a little trembling: "The more I look at it, the more I feel that these two don't look like ghosts... they seem to be running a black shop."
"Did we make a mistake?" Da Zhou asked.
The host seems to be their boss, he thought for a while and said, "There is also a ghost who likes money very much... You have seen it too, that skinny kid easily took care of six gangsters by himself, isn't that true?" When making a movie, he is not Bruce Lee, how can ordinary people do it."
You don't need to say that, but the problem is that even the six street fighters were killed by him, and the gringo next to him hasn't done anything yet. If we rush in, don't we hit the stone with the pebble
The other four wanted to say that, but none of them spoke.
These five guys managed to get a sum of money from the TV station, and asked them to do this program that finally passed the review, although they were regarded as a laughing stock by other program groups. But they don't care, because they are all veteran diehards of supernatural events, and after the establishment of this "spiritual commando", their degree of loyalty has gone a step further.
There is a saying that a person's madness is limited, but when he joins a certain "organization" and meets many like-minded madmen, their madness will increase exponentially.
Therefore, these fanatical and radical men are destined to have a big fight tonight...
"Forget it! Fight it! Let him alone!" The host stood up straight, and at this moment, he really looked taller than usual.
"Yes! Fight! Let those guys in the stage take a good look!" Azan agreed.
The camera brother picked up the camera: "I will accompany you to the end!"
Da Zhou and Xiao Chi also nodded in agreement.
So, their video recording started again.
"Friends in the audience, tonight, the ghost commando team has encountered the most severe test since its establishment. As you can see, in the convenience store behind us, there are two evil spirits who are operating there wantonly, killing those stray pedestrians.
They are by far the most powerful ghosts we have seen! Confronting them may lead to nothing, but we cannot sit idly by! Eliminating spirits is our job! If we are unfortunately sacrificed, those who want to see this video can remember that there used to be five people like us! After he finished speaking, he exchanged glances with his companions.
As the so-called loyal minister seeks the country, he will never return after all setbacks, and a strong man will die if he is in trouble. The feelings of these people are very subtle now. Not everyone has such a wonderful moment in their life. If you take a step forward, you may become a hero, but if you take a step back, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
Most people do not have the courage to choose the former. But these militants of the ghost commando have risen at this moment!
They rushed into the convenience store, although there was cold sweat behind their backs, their eyes were firm. Although they have no spiritual knowledge, they have inexplicable confidence.
However, the two "evil spirits" behind the cashier didn't seem to regard them as opponents.
"What's the matter? Big brother, you brought your friends here so soon? You're still in a hurry, come and come, don't worry, I still have a lot of stock here." Wang Xu greeted warmly.
Albert consciously reached out from under the counter and took out the plastic basket containing pirated discs.
"Don't be too arrogant!" The host took out something from his pocket. Before Wang Xu could understand the situation, the host stuffed a clove of garlic into his mouth, and then untied a cross from his neck. He kept waving it at Wang Xu's face, but what he said was: "Old Master Taishang... hurry like a law..."
"You guys are... Ah!!" Just as Albert was about to ask about the situation, Da Zhou and Xiao Zhu took out two packs of salt from the inner pocket of their clothes, and sprinkled a big handful of salt on him without saying a word. And it just happened to get in his eyes.
The one named Azan picked up a string of Buddhist beads from nowhere, put them around Wang Xu's neck, and shouted: "The evil spirits are scattered! Prajna Prajna Mi!"
The five members of the ghost commando swarmed up, exhausted all the means they saw from the movies and TV, and pressed Wang Xu and Albert to the ground and ravaged them in every possible way.
"I figured it out..." Wang Xu spat out the garlic, his face full of displeasure.
"So... an amateur is an amateur..." Albert spat out a mouthful of salt.
The two of them broke free, jumped onto the cash register, and shouted in unison: "Enough is enough for me!!!"
…
It was dawn, and since that night, no one has seen the weird convenience store that suddenly appeared in the middle of the night.
The Black Panther and the Falcon returned to the TV station, and five guys with bruised noses and a mouth full of garlic brought back a very weird tape. After watching it, the station leader said to them: "You finally got the hang of it, okay , I will allocate more funds to you in the future.”
The five left gratefully, but what they didn't expect was that since then, Ghost Commando has become a funny show...