"You go to work, leave it to me here..."

Although it was quite unpleasant to be called "Mediterranean" by the man in front of him, Hiroshi Hitachi extended the staff, showed a professional smile, and patiently explained to the two clients.

"Please be patient and stay safe. The purpose of observing for 24 hours is to completely ensure your safety, and the two of you don't want to leave any trouble. Moreover, the safe house has all kinds of facilities, and the accommodation environment is comparable to that of a business hotel. …”

After all, because of the "Public Confidentiality Regulations", providing clients with safe and satisfactory services and letting the professional and reliable image subtly penetrate into the hearts of the people has always been considered by him as the cornerstone of the professional development of spiritual removers, and even the future openness. .

"Do you have everything? Oh, that's all, let's go for a day... It's all because of those **** resentful spirits!"

Glancing at the woman beside him, Hiro Kunimura stretched helplessly and spat on the ground, agreeing with Hiroshi Changtian's arrangement.

"By the way, go back to our evaluation questionnaire, and please cooperate with the two of you to fill in..."

"Damn resentment? Kunimura-kun, where are you going..."

A strong and powerful palm that seemed to be carrying thousands of dead souls in mourning, just like King Kong who was about to take the heroine to climb the tower, tightly pressing the top of Kunimura Bo's head, interrupting Hiroshi Changtian's "" after-sales service".

"Pain Pain Pain Pain, let go! Which **** is joking with me, don't want to die..."

Hiroshi Kunimura turned his head with a ferocious expression, but was swallowed by the man behind him who was smoking a cigarette, wearing a one-eye patch, and staring at him with murderous eyes.

Although he usually speaks badly and has an arrogant attitude, he looks like a "successor on the road", but it also has to be divided.

In the face of the real pole, he was so docile that he didn't even dare to fart.

Years of experience in the "art world" and dealing with Ji Dao told him that the man in front of him was definitely not a joke...

Maybe, pressing the palm of his head, which emanates a slight smell, has already infected countless lives.

"I remember that you are also a spirit remover, right? I, I will not go anywhere, just feel at ease here to cooperate with everyone's work..."

Like a primary school student who was punished by the teacher to stand, Kunimura Bo stood upright with his head down tremblingly, making a docile appearance.

"Since you are free, why don't you tell me what you did in this execution ground ruins a week ago at three in the morning?"

Staring at the other party with real eyes, Sousuke Araki sprayed a large puff of smoke onto Hiroshi Kunimura's face.

"Didn't I say it, we just walked around inside, filmed some 'spirit exploration videos', and then went back..."

Hiroshi Kunimura only felt that the arm holding his head was getting stronger and stronger, and he forcibly lifted his drooping face.

"Wait, how do you know it's around three o'clock... I didn't seem to have said the specific time before..."

Suddenly, he seemed to have reacted to something, his face turned pale, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

"Arrow, Araki-kun, what are you doing to the client, you can't be so rude..."

Hiroshi Changda, who was on the side, smirked and stretched out his hand to grab Sousuke Araki's arm, trying to separate him from the client.

"Mr. Kunimura, I'm sorry, this spirit remover is a newcomer. It seems to be a bit rough, but in fact, he is using an ancient secret technique of Kawasaki Daishi Temple to attack the acupuncture points of your body at high speed and purify your grievances..."

However, Changtian Hiroshi was short and weak, and the whole person was like a monkey hanging on Araki Sosuke's thick arm, and he couldn't shake the opponent's movements in the slightest.

"Hey, spirit detection video?"

In the backlight, Sousuke Araki lowered his head and repeated the word disdainfully...

Immediately, he pinched Guomura Bo's neck expressionlessly, and slowly lifted him up.

"What you filmed is not a **** video at all! I'll give you one more chance, remember it well, and say it again..."

"You, what are you talking about, I'm obviously shooting..."

Hearing Sousuke Araki's words, Hiroshi Kunimura covered his throat and struggled constantly, with an innocent look in his eyes, and looked at Hiroshi Changda beside him begging for help: "Vice President Changtian, do you just look at your subordinates and use violence against the people? Is it? Cough, cough..."

In mid-air, with the difficulty of breathing, Hiroshi Kunimura's face began to appear light purple.

The female client who came with him seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of him, but just stood there, shaking with arms around her arms.

"Enough, Sousuke Araki!"

Hiroshi Changda, who was on the side, hugged Sousuke Araki's arm like a koala, and kept shaking his body, trying to make him stop.

"As the chief examiner of this assessment, I order you, even if there is any personal grievance or special circumstances, put the client down first!"

"I told you a long time ago that violence cannot solve the problem. If there are any consequences, even if you are from Kawasaki Daishi Temple..."

"Ah, ah, ah ... I don't do it!"

"what?"

Facing Sousuke Araki's sudden roar, Hiroshi Changda was slightly taken aback.

"It's been rambling all the time, it's so noisy! I said... what kind of spirit destroyer, I quit!"

"Since I got on the tram, this uncle has endured for nearly 24 hours. You are salty, lustful, bullying, and only know how to maintain the client's Mediterranean..."

Slowly raising his head, Sousuke Araki waved his arm violently as if he had thrown away something dirty...

"Whether it is a resentful spirit... whether it is a living person, I treat everyone equally here, and I must take responsibility for what I have done!"

His steely elbows mercilessly slammed into Tsukata Hiroshi's face with a violent airflow.

"If you want me to ignore the **** facts and try to please this **** who doesn't deserve to be called a human..."

"This spirit remover~lightnovelpub.net~ I would rather be inappropriate!"

His entire face was hit by the powerful and familiar "elbow of a gentleman's battle axe", and Hiroshi Changda, along with his new glasses that afternoon, fell and flew out.

"Earth, the Mediterranean Sea? Damn it, just call me that..."

Falling to the ground, Hiroshi Changda groped his chest to put the broken eyes back on the bridge of his nose, and extended his trembling fingers to Sousuke Araki.

"You actually used violence against the vice president of the Spirit Eliminator Association within 24 hours, I want..."

"Pfft..."

Before he could finish speaking, the gushing nosebleed had already wet his shirt.

"Save, ambulance... I must have internal bleeding..."

Seeing the surging blood on his chest, Hiroshi Changtian suddenly fell back to the ground with a soft calf, rolled his eyes, and passed out skillfully.