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"That girl, don't believe that sooner or later I will suffer myself."

On the way back to the hotel, Chen Ze talked to himself.

He just told the celestial master who claims to be the most talented celestial master in China for five thousand years, that her seal has turned black, and she is afraid that there will be bloody disasters. As a result, the girl didn't believe Chen Ze at all, and looked at Chen Ze with contempt, as if she despised Chen Ze for plagiarizing her lines.

Well, Chen Ze did plagiarize her lines, and with his current ability, he can't tell whether Yintang is black or not, but Chen Ze is sure that girl will have a bloody disaster, otherwise the anger on the top of her head won't be that color.

But unfortunately, that girl didn't believe in herself.

"Forget it, anyway, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes. Besides, that girl looks like a liar, so it's good to let her suffer."

Chen Ze talked to himself again, and after he finished speaking, he didn't bother to bother with that girl named Wu Jing. I went back to my hotel and prepared to rest for the night before returning home tomorrow.

The task this time is a Taoist mission, to become the strongest celestial master in the world. Since Taoist priests and celestial masters are unique to the country, Chen Ze felt that there was no need to go abroad to complete this task, so he wanted to go back as soon as possible, and go to those legendary famous mountain ashrams first, to see the country. What kind of Taoist priests are there?

In this way, after Chen Ze returned to his room to rest, the night passed quickly.

The next morning, he got up early, and then prepared to buy a plane ticket to return home.

However, after searching the Internet for the flight back to China, he discovered that the country he is currently in is really a small country that cannot be smaller. There is only one flight to the country every day, and today’s flight is actually ticketed. Already sold out.

There is no way, although Chen Ze is very strong now, he still can't fly at all, and he can only take a plane to return to China, so he can only buy a flight to return to China tomorrow, and today he will stay in this small African country for a while.

"That's good, why don't I just go to this country to see if there are any special products, and bring some special products back. I've been out for so long, and I should really bring something back."

Chen Ze said to himself, and he was ready to go out for a stroll, wanting to buy some special products of this country.

But just after he walked out of the hotel and started to stroll on the street, he became a little disappointed. This country is really too small, the economy is not developed, and there are not even any specialties. Chen Ze wandered around for a long time, but didn't see anything worth bringing back home.

"This Africa is really too poor,

There are not even any souvenirs worth taking back. "

Chen Ze spoke, but he also knew that not every country in Africa was so poor, and even most of the countries in Africa were richer than the country where Chen Ze was located.

The reason why this country is so poor is mainly because it has been controlled by the No. 1 Killer Group for so many years. The No. 1 Killer Group has no mood to develop the country's economy, so it is so poor.

So thinking of this, Chen Ze felt more and more proud of himself for having wiped out the No. 1 Killer Group. At least, he had wiped out cancer for this country.

Of course, after finding that there was nothing worth buying on the street, he was going to go back to the hotel. He was going to stay in the hotel for a day, and then he was going to go back to China tomorrow.

But at this moment, a voice came from behind him: "Hello, are you Chinese?"

Hearing this voice, Chen Ze turned his head and saw an Asian, or Chinese-looking man standing behind him, looking at him and saying.

"I am." Chen Ze opened his mouth and replied in Chinese.

"Great, I finally met another Chinese."

After hearing Chen Ze's words, the man also had an excited expression on his face, and spoke in Chinese. Obviously, he is also a Chinese.

"Well, what do you want?" Chen Ze said, looking at the man.

"My name is Zhao Zi, and I would like to ask you to do me a favor, or to be more precise, to do a favor for my factory," the man said.

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In a jeep, Chen Ze was sitting in the co-pilot, and this man named Zhao Zi was sitting in the cab, driving the jeep.

"So, the factory you work in is also a factory run by us Chinese, and you asked me to help, so you just go to this factory to help?" Chen Ze asked, sitting in the passenger cab.

Through the conversation with Zhao Zi just now, Chen Ze figured out the origin of this person. This person is indeed a Chinese. The reason why he came to Africa was to work, and to follow his factory boss to open a factory in Africa.

The boss of his factory is naturally also Chinese, and now there are a lot of Chinese people coming to Africa to open factories, so Chen Ze is naturally not surprised.

Of course, if an African or someone from another country asked Chen Ze to help, Chen Ze would naturally not go. He's not a superman, and he won't just ask him to help, so he's going to go there.

But since it was Zhao Zi, a Chinese, who asked for help, Chen Ze agreed. After all, they are all from the same country.

Moreover, Chen Ze agreed without knowing exactly what he wanted to do.

Ordinary people naturally dare not agree so hastily, even if Zhao Zi and the others are liars.

But Chen Ze is different. With his current strength, he is not afraid of liars and immortal dances.

That's why he agreed wholeheartedly, got into Zhao Zi's jeep, and drove towards the location of the factory.

"So, what exactly is the favor you want me to do?"

Chen Ze spoke again, looking at Zhao Zi and asked.

"Well, Mr. Dingshan, you have to be mentally prepared. I'm afraid that speaking out will frighten you."

Zhao Zi opened his mouth and said after hearing Chen Ze's words. Just now Chen Ze introduced himself as Ding Shan, so that's how he called Chen Ze.

"Haha, there are not many things in this world that can scare me." Chen Ze smiled. The more Zhao Zi said this, the more interested he was in what Zhao Zi said.

"Okay, then I'll say it." Zhao Zi said, swallowing his saliva, as if what he was about to say was really scary.

Seeing him like this, Chen Ze became even more interested.

"Mr. Ding Shan, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" Zhao Zi said.

"That's it!!!" Chen Ze said, unexpectedly Zhao Zi would ask this question.

If it was changed to before, Chen Ze would not hesitate to answer that he didn't believe it, how could there be ghosts in this world.

But now, after experiencing what the sky eye saw yesterday, Chen Ze was a little suspicious. He wondered if the ghosts could be the things that the dead energy had turned into. It was even possible that behind the black vortex was the place where ghosts existed in legends, Netherland.

"I want Mr. Ding Shan to help you this time, to help catch a ghost, a ghost hovering around our factory."