Chapter 733 Because you are my woman

Seeing this, Qin Yan couldn't help but frowned. He felt that these two ghost policemen were really hateful.

After a while, the ghost police car stopped in front of Qin Yan.

The male ghost policeman stuck his head out of the car window, hooked his fingers at Qin Yan, and said in an extremely contemptuous tone: "Hey! Oriental Pig, get out of here!"

The male ghost policeman is a policeman who died in the 1940s. He thinks that China is as backward as before, so he looks down on Qin Yan at all.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the male ghost policeman immediately opened his eyes wide and narrowed his eyes to look at Murong Xuehan without blinking.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and muttered to himself: "I'll choke her, this girl is pretty good! Just use it to warm the bed at night!"

Qin Yan's brows furrowed even more when he heard the male ghost policeman's words.

He didn't expect the male ghost policeman to be so shameless and disgusting. Not only did he deliberately knock down the old female ghost, but now he was openly molesting his woman.

There is only one outcome for teasing Murong Xuehan, and that is death.

At this moment, Qin Yan was already murderous.

The male ghost policeman thought Qin Yan was a softie, so he kicked the car door open, stepped out of the car, made a self-righteous gesture that he thought was very manly, and then gave Murong Xuehan a wink.

"Madam, would you like to spend one night with me?"

The male ghost policeman took out a ghost cigarette, started smoking it, and looked at Murong Xuehan with a smile.

He thought that Murong Xuehan would definitely throw herself into his arms and even kneel at his feet, praying for his good love.

Because in his eyes, many Asian women only need a bottle of wine in exchange for several nights of romance.

At that time, Asia was being invaded by Japan, and people in many countries were living in dire straits. Many girls had to sell their labor at low prices in order to survive.

Murong Xuehan clenched her fists, but she finally held back.

If she hadn't been afraid of delaying Qin Yan's plan, she would have beaten the male ghost policeman to death right now.

Qin Yan couldn't help it.

He could tolerate others insulting and humiliating him, but he could never allow others to humiliate his woman, especially Murong Xuehan.

Qin Yan raised the corner of his mouth with a sneer and walked towards the male ghost police step by step.

Seeing Qin Yan's appearance, the male ghost police curled his lips and shook his head. He felt that Qin Yan was too arrogant to dare to make trouble with him.

He was going to twist Qin Yan's neck and teach Qin Yan how to behave.

The male ghost policeman didn't know Qin Yan's strength at all. He only knew that the superior sent him to find a low-class ghost, and this low-class ghost was Qin Yan.

So he felt that Qin Yan was simply looking for death.

The female ghost policeman felt a little excited after seeing Qin Yan.

She stopped the male ghost policeman and said with a smile: "Wimbledon, I don't allow you to hurt him! If you dare to hurt him, I will definitely prevent you from getting that little beauty!"

At the end of the sentence, the female ghost policeman looked at Murong Xuehan.

The male ghost policeman Wimbledon was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Catherine, are you crazy! Asian men have very small dicks, do you want him to use toothpicks to loosen your weedy flesh?" Bag?”

"Wimbledon, shut up! It's none of your business what I want to do!"

After shouting at Wimbledon, the female ghost police Catherine looked at Qin Yan with a charming look in her eyes: "Dear man, I like your Asian pocket gadgets the most. Every time I suck it into my mouth, it feels like I am pumping water. Smoke. Oh my! It’s indescribable how comfortable it is!”

After saying that, Catherine stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. The originally sexy and coquettish lips became even more sexy and coquettish.

Catherine did this to tell Qin Yan that her mouth skills were absolutely top-notch.

After hearing what these two idiots said, Qin Yan was furious.

Although Asians are smaller on average, there are many people whose dicks are not small, such as himself.

That is definitely a coiling dragon and a crouching tiger, laughing proudly for nine days.

It's like people's height. Some people are only as tall as Eric Tsang, but some are taller than Yao Ming.

"Yeah! Annoying!"

Qin Yan flashed, rushed towards the two of them, stretched out his hand and pressed down on their heads.

After seeing Qin Yan show his strength, Wimbledon and Catherine were shocked. They never expected that they could not see through Qin Yan's strength.

Before, they always thought that Qin Yan was just an ordinary lonely ghost. They only needed to step down and crush Qin Yan's soul skin.

damn it! What kind of strength is this? He seems to be irritated. What should we do?

Wimbledon and Catherine looked at each other in horror, not knowing what to do.

However, Wimbledon quickly reacted. He took out his soul gun and shot Qin Yan randomly.

The soul gun is a magical weapon from the local underworld, similar to the mourning stick and soul chain used by Chinese underworld ghosts.

Bullets roared out from the soul gun and shot into Qin Yan's chest.

Wimbledon thought that Qin Yan would definitely die and was no longer as scared as before.

But Wimbledon soon discovered that things were different from what he had imagined.

Qin Yan didn't react at all even if he took the soul gun, and it fell in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"The little magic weapon wants to hurt me too? Humph!" Qin Yan snorted coldly, stretched out his hands and pressed them on the heads of Wimbledon and Catherine.

The two of them wanted to struggle out of Qin Yan's hand, but they sadly discovered that Qin Yan's hand was like a huge suction cup. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not get rid of the suction force on his face.

"The sky and the earth ask, the yin and the yang intersect, the universe borrows the law, searches for the soul!"

Qin Yan chanted the soul-searching spell and started searching for their souls.

Two powerful soul powers immediately penetrated into their souls, drawing all the memories of the two ghost policemen into Qin Yan's mind.

After searching for souls, Qin Yan snorted coldly and used his soul power to smash their three souls and seven souls into pieces.

The two ghost policemen, like two sculptures, were shattered in an instant and turned into bits of flying dust before disappearing in front of Qin Yan.

"Master, you actually killed them!" Murong Xuehan opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at Qin Yan in disbelief.

Murong Xuehan felt that killing the ghost policeman was like killing each other's envoy during a battle between two armies in ancient times. The other side would definitely not let it go.

Qin Yan sneered: "Anyone who dares to insult you must die!"

After a pause, Qin Yan continued: "Because you are my woman!"

Hearing Qin Yan's last words, Murong Xuehan was so moved that she flew up and hugged Qin Yan, burying her head deeply in Qin Yan's arms.

Qin Yan's words just now were regarded as recognition of her.

"Okay! Let's go first!" Qin Yan patted Murong Xuehan's shoulder and turned around.