Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 420: The caregiver is replaced and the rice wine is gone. The Great Sage returns to the team

"It's you, Husky brand supreme VIP caregiver, get on duty!" Wu Hen pointed at Hagouba, his tone as exaggerated as if he was presenting an Oscar.

He patted Pugba's head with satisfaction, as if he was admiring a work of art.

"Take good care of our Bei Ye Le. If you dare to bully him, I will make you into a dog meat hot pot!"

It is not known whether this threat was directed at Pugba or Bear Grylls.

After explaining the important task of the "caregiver", Wu Hen turned and walked towards the second floor with a meaningful smile on his lips, looking like a primary school student who was about to play a prank.

Bell Crandall fell into deep thought as he looked at the pug in front of him, wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue.

Are you sure you're here to take care of him?

Why does it feel like I need more care than him?

Hagouba tilted his head and made a "woooo" sound from his mouth, as if greeting him.

The next second, it suddenly grabbed Bell Crandall's clothes and dragged him to the toilet.

Leaving behind Bell Crandall's face, a look of despair floating in the air.

On the other side, Wu Hen was standing in front of Ward No. 4, holding two bottles of rice wine.

He took a deep breath, knocked on the door, then carefully pushed it open and slipped in like a thief.

The room was filled with a faint aroma of wine, and a figure was sitting by the window, looking into the distance.

Wu Hen recognized Sun Kongwu immediately. He placed the rice wine on the table and said, "Great Sage, long time no see. Would you like a couple of cups?"

At the same time, high in the sky, a private plane was flying smoothly.

Shen Qingzhu, Baili Pang'er, Cao Yuanhai and Jia Lan'er were sitting around an automatic mahjong table, playing mahjong enthusiastically.

An Yuqing and Jiang Er'er sat on the sidelines watching the battle, exclaiming in surprise from time to time.

The plane slowly descended and finally stopped at a hidden base.

Everyone filed out. Lin Qiye looked at the building in front of him and said in a deep voice, "007 Night Watch Squad... It seems that things are more complicated than we imagined."

Wu Hen leaned close to Lin Qiye's ear and said mysteriously, "Brother Ye, are you saying that this 007 team is specifically responsible for saving the world?"

"How about we form a team called 008, specifically responsible for comedy?"

Wu Hen hummed a little tune and filled the wine glass in front of Sun Kongwu. The rich aroma of wine filled the room.

He gently pushed the wine glass, making a crisp "ding" sound, but Sun Kongwu remained motionless, like a sculpture.

Wu Hen wasn't embarrassed either. He picked up his own wine glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. He smacked his lips and exclaimed in admiration, "Tsk tsk, this wine is quite strong! It's worthy of being the enhanced version of Monkey Wine!"

Seeing that Sun Kongwu didn't react, Wu Hen started his performance again.

"Old Sun? Sun Wukong? The Great Sage Equaling Heaven? Fighting Buddha? The Monkey King? Sun Xingzhe?"

A series of names came out of his mouth like a machine gun, and each name carried his unique sense of humor.

Until he shouted the words "Monkey Brother", a glimmer of light finally flashed in Sun Kongwu's eyes.

Although it was fleeting, it was still captured by the sharp-eyed Wu Hen.

Wu Hen was secretly delighted. It seemed that "Brother Monkey" was the key word!

"Brother Monkey, remember when you wreaked havoc in Heaven, you were so majestic, stepping on auspicious clouds, performing seventy-two transformations, and leaping a thousand miles with one somersault... Tsk tsk, just thinking about it makes my blood boil!"

Wu Hen began to tell the story of Journey to the West incessantly.

From the Flower-Fruit Mountain to the Heavenly Palace, from the Five Elements Mountain to the Western Paradise, he can perform all kinds of wonderful scenes with ease, like a professional storyteller.

As he spoke, he observed Sun Kongwu's expression, trying to find his "pain point".

Wu Hen spoke with great enthusiasm and eloquence, as if he had personally experienced that magnificent journey.

Suddenly, he stopped and stared at Sun Kongwu with burning eyes.

He said slowly, "Brother Monkey, do you know? You were pressed under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years. That must have been unpleasant..."

Wu Hen was spitting all over the place and his mouth was dry. After drinking two bottles of rice wine, he was also a little drunk.

He secretly glanced at Sun Kongwu, but he still had no reaction, like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years.

Wu Hen sighed. This Monkey Brother is really aloof!

"Brother Monkey, my throat is smoking, please give me some reaction!"

Wu Hen scratched his head and cheeks. This awkward conversation was more uncomfortable than asking him to perform a stone-breaking chest performance on stage.

"Could it be that I opened it the wrong way? This shouldn't be the case. Back then, I relied on this mouth to trick... ahem, convince countless girls..."

Time passed minute by minute, and the room was eerily quiet, with only Wu Hen's occasional muttering and the crisp sound of wine glasses clinking.

He told stories for nearly two hours, from Journey to the West to Investiture of the Gods, from Sun Wukong to Nezha.

Even the story of the Calabash Brothers fighting the snake demon was brought out, but Sun Kongwu remained as steady as a rock, not even raising his eyelids.

Wu Hen was completely at his wit's end. This was even harder than asking him to wash his hair while standing upside down!

He tilted his head back, drank the last sip of wine, burped, and shrugged helplessly.

"Forget it, it seems that I can't wake up this great god like you today. Goodbye!"

He picked up the empty wine bottle and wine utensils, stood up and walked towards the door. Before leaving, he did not forget to look back at Sun Kongwu.

With a "click", the door closed gently.

The room fell silent again, broken only by the occasional chirping of birds outside the window.

After a long time, Sun Kongwu, who had originally closed his eyes, slowly opened his eyes.

He turned his head to look towards the door, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Interesting..." He whispered to himself, his voice low and hoarse, like an echo from ancient times.

"Flowers bloom on the board! Fishing for the moon in the bottom of the sea! All the same color! Self-draw!"

Shen Qingzhu excitedly pushed over the mahjong tiles, and the neatly arranged tiles sparkled under the soft lights of the cabin, dazzling like works of art.

She looked around at everyone, her expression playful and undisguised, "Thank you, thank you. It seems the God of Wealth is on my side today~"

Baili Pang'er's face turned purple and red. He hadn't won a single hand the whole morning and had almost lost all the money he had.

He slammed the table, "I'm done! This is some crap mahjong, it's all your collusion!"

Jia Lan'er, who was sitting opposite him, glanced at him with a half-smile.

The slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a "dong dong dong" sound, beating on Baili Pang'er's heart like a death warrant.

"Brother Fatty, are you sure you don't want to play anymore? I'm still waiting for you to make a comeback~" The tone was gentle but with a hint of threat, which made people shudder.

Fatty Baili instantly became intimidated, the anger on his face like a deflated ball, and he said with a sad face: "Play, play, play, keep playing, if you don't play, you're a grandson!"

He secretly glanced at Jia Lan'er and groaned in his heart: This little girl is even more terrifying than Sister An Qing!

The plane landed smoothly, and after everyone got off the plane, they got into a low-key black business car.

The atmosphere in the car was solemn. Lin Qiye was looking through the documents in his hand with a frown on his face. The densely packed text on the documents recorded the detailed information of the 007 Night Watch team.

"The 007 Night Watch team consists of seven members with different abilities, specializing in intelligence gathering, assassinations, infiltration, and other tasks..."

Lin Qiye's voice was low and calm, as if he was reading a verdict.

Wu Hen came over and said with a playful smile, "Ye Ye, this 007 team sounds really cool! How about we also codename it 008? We'll be responsible for being funny and livening up the atmosphere!"

Lin Qiye ignored him and continued, "According to intelligence, Team 007 recently received an S-level mission to investigate a mysterious organization..."

"A mysterious organization? It can't be a cult, right? Like the 'World Destruction Association' or something like that?" Wu Hen asked with a gossipy look on his face.

"It's still unclear, but what is certain is that this organization is extremely dangerous and may even threaten the security of the entire world."

Lin Qiye's tone became more serious, and the atmosphere in the car became tense.

Everyone was silent, their eyes focused on the document in Lin Qiye's hand, and everyone's face was filled with solemnity and expectation.

"It seems that this mission is more difficult than we imagined..."

Lin Qiye closed the document, a gleam in his eyes, "Get ready, let's go!"

Wu Hen rubbed his hands together and said excitedly, "It's finally time to start doing things! My system is already thirsty for it!"

In his mind, the system's voice rang out in a mean voice: "Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden mission: Save the World! Mission Reward: A mysterious gift package!"

"Host, please complete the task, otherwise you will be punished: transform into a husky and serve Bell Crandall for one year!"

Wu Hen: “…”

The business car slowly drove into the night and disappeared in the vast traffic.

Lin Qiye suddenly spoke: "Wu Hen..."