"Who do you want to kill?"
Hayato didn't ask for any reason or explanation.
Things are so obvious, is there still a need to ask?
Moreover, if he wants to kill someone, does he still need a reason?
Let alone killing a few villains.
In his opinion, it's simply a meritorious deed, what is there to hesitate about?
"The person who let Hayato move in here, and that bastard named Suzuki Taro!"
Yamada Yumi's face was full of malice, the resentment that felt substantial made Hayato unable to help but grind his teeth.
What exactly did this guy do to be so hated?
"Hayato can't do it?"
Yamada Yumi had been watching Hayato's expression, and seeing Hayato's troubled look, she immediately let out a cold laugh.
These men are just like this.
Each of them full of big talk, but if you really let them do things, they start to shrink back.
"That's not it, but... I need to add money."
"I can help you bring them here, but the price is that I want you to be my slave for forty years."
As soon as Hayato spoke, he directly revealed all his wild ambitions.
Not concealing at all his idea of taking a fancy to this Female Ghost.
"Impossible!"
Yamada Yumi gritted her teeth and flatly refused Hayato's request without thinking.
For her to be this guy's slave for forty years, what kind of daydream was this guy having?
"I'm taking such a big risk to help you bring these people here, and I might even end up in jail, it's just asking you to be a slave for forty years."
"If you don't agree to this, then I have no other way."
Hayato shrugged his shoulders.
"Change the condition, I can agree to anything else except this one!"
A hint of shame and anger flashed in Yamada Yumi's eyes, but she still suppressed her temper and said.
"Then I want money, according to market price, killing two people would cost at least two hundred million, right?"
Hayato smiled kindly.
"I... I don't have money."
Yamada Yumi's tone immediately weakened, her eyes darted away, and most of the resentment on her body disappeared.
As an Evil Spirit who had been dead for over ten years, how could she have any money on her?
"Then tell me, what else valuable do you have on you? I can't just work for you for free, can I?"
Hayato asked back with a helpless look.
This Female Ghost is really easy to fool.
"On my body..."
Yamada Yumi frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of anything else on her body that could be offered as payment.
For a moment, she even felt that she was being a bit excessive.
But with such a good opportunity in front of her, if she missed it, she didn't know if she would have this chance next time.
She didn't want to wait for several more years.
Since the last person who lived in this house was killed by her, this house had been empty for several years.
Next time, who knew how long it would be before someone moved in?
By then, her enemies might all be dead already.
After hesitating for a long time, Yamada Yumi finally gritted her teeth and chose to compromise.
"Forty years is too long, twenty years at most."
After speaking, she looked at Hayato with a nervous expression.
Now the initiative wasn't in her hands, but depended on whether this bastard would accept her bargaining.
"Deal!"
Hayato grinned, he still understood the principle of too much is as bad as not enough.
Moreover, what difference was there between twenty years and forty years?
Give him twenty years, if he couldn't even tame a small Evil Spirit, giving him another twenty years would yield the same result.
"It's even smoother than expected."
Hayato muttered softly.
Kill the person, punish the heart; cut the grass, remove the roots.
As for dealing with ghosts, he had no experience, but it should be similar to dealing with people.
Satisfy her needs, give her benefits she wants and cannot refuse.
Living people don't have many bottom lines, let alone dead ghosts.
However, since a deal has been reached, shouldn't he collect a little interest in advance?
Hayato's gaze looked towards the white-clothed Female Ghost floating in mid-air.
A gust of wind blew past, and the white long dress billowed in the wind.
Beneath the hem of the skirt, two straight and slender long legs glowed with a pearly white luster.
The faintly visible mysterious area was close at hand.
Speaking of which, do Female Ghosts also wear underwear?
A strange thought flashed through Hayato's mind, if not, wouldn't it be going out vacuum-packed inside?
Hiss, it shouldn't be that stimulating, right?
"Lewd dog men, none of them are good people!"
Noticing that perverted gaze, Yamada Yumi's face turned cold.
If she couldn't beat this Monk, she definitely wouldn't have endured this humiliation.
"Does men being lewd provoke Hayato?"
Hayato was speechless upon hearing this.
After the deal was completed, he absolutely had to inject Buddha Law into her fiercely using Buddha Law.
However, he couldn't just let it go now.
Otherwise, the blood he just shed would have been in vain.
"I'll help you take revenge, what if you go back on your word?"
Hayato glanced at the explosive curves under Yamada Yumi's white long dress, her plump and perky buttocks were even more astonishing than her massive chest.
From the side, it looked completely like a plump peach.
And her slender waist, its width was even less than two-thirds of her hips.
A slender branch bearing heavy fruit!
They say big buttocks are wider than shoulders, surpassing living immortals.
Anyway, he really wanted to try it now.
Yamada Yumi naturally also noticed Hayato's hot, even undisguised, eyes full of desire.
Being stared at by those eyes, she felt as if she was recalling those ugly faces from the past again.
Traces of dark resentment emerged from her body, but thinking that she was no match for this guy, and still had to rely on him to get revenge.
Yamada Yumi could only suppress the disgust in her heart and let out a cold snort.
"Then what do you want to do?"
"I want to collect a little interest in advance, that's not too much, right?"
Hayato's mouth curved slightly upwards, and the kasaya on his body fell off.
Although he appeared calm on the surface, the fire that had just been stirred up in his heart couldn't subside no matter what.
"I'm very worked up right now."
Standing in front of the broken window, bright moonlight shone on his body, that perfect physique, as if only Michelangelo could carve it with all his might, glowed with a healthy color.
Chiselled muscle lines, eight-pack abs and V-lines, a wide-shouldered, narrow-waisted physique.
Which Auntie over thirty wouldn't drool at the sight of it?
Especially those married women who have tasted it, if they really saw it, wouldn't they pounce on him like a lapdog, begging him for a night of 'charity'?
Looking at the scene before her, Yamada Yumi couldn't help but turn away, her fair skin turned red, with a hint of something unusual that she didn't even notice.
Even more, sounds of grinding teeth and shamed annoyance came from her mouth.
"Hayato, you bastard pervert lecher!"
This guy definitely did it on purpose!
Absolutely!
However, his... why would it...
That terrifying?
Even when she was alive, she had seen quite a few films, but none of them could compare to even half of Hayato.
Even though she felt extreme disgust towards Hayato in her heart, the double shock to her vision and soul still caused Yamada Yumi's eyes to become involuntarily dull.
Hayato felt the side glance that swept over.
Although fleeting, it was quite focused.
They say that when a man encounters a sexy and seductive Woman, he will stare intently, but conversely, who says a Woman has no feelings when she sees a sexy man?
Especially a Woman born in Japan, who has been influenced by it since childhood.
Even if she doesn't want to in her heart, it's hard to avoid feeling a little curious.
What's more, Hayato's specialty is not an ordinary specialty.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to subdue so many vicious Evil Spirits.