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Chapter 44 44. Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly (14)

The angry middle-aged woman was bewitched by Su Ran's skills, and she had already forgotten her original mission.

Now she just wants to build her perfect family and she already has such a proud daughter.

As for that disobedient man, if he can't learn to obey, he can be replaced.

They can cultivate a younger, more handsome and powerful grudge to become a new father.

The black fog pierced through the anti-theft door, and the huge impact kicked up a cloud of smoke and dust. The man hidden in 1802 showed a shocked expression.

"Are you crazy? This is my playground, how can you break the rules?"

He was still a refined man, wearing a shirt and a white coat. Apart from the countless suspicious bloodstains on his body, he was indeed handsome.

When a person reaches middle age, his body is not fat, so he can keep it clean and tidy, and take care of it every day.

"Rules? In this crazy world, where are the rules? My dear father, it's clear that you broke the contract first."

Su Ran, who was following behind the middle-aged woman, poked her head out, obviously adding fuel to the fire.

The angry man stared at Su Ran, who would have thought that humans would unite with ghosts.

"She is our prey, your toy, do you really want to build a perfect family here?"

Middle-aged men have never agreed with the naive idea of ​​being too paranoid about their wives.

The dungeon world is only cruel, everyone is fighting for prey, although they are playing games, but they dare not be too unscrupulous.

Each grudge needs many humans and ghasts to stay strong, but the middle-aged woman is always looking for the perfect daughter.

"Why not? I am the proud daughter of my mother, but you are the failure of this family. Since you are not qualified, you should be eliminated."

Su Ran, who was hiding behind the middle-aged woman, was confident and kept provoking.

"If you can't obey, we will train a new father to replace you."

Such innocent words made the middle-aged man burst into laughter.

"Succeed me? Hahaha, is there a stronger man than me in this building?"

The complaining ghost on the fourth floor of this building is as cowardly as a mouse, only daring to suck Song Cheng's power, or trick some newcomers to go home.

As for the wild dog on the fourteenth floor, it has completely mutated, and it can't even maintain its human form, let alone be looked down upon.

"Not now, but when Song Cheng eats you, I don't mind having a younger father with potential."

Song Cheng, who is happy to be a father, pretends to nod indifferently, but in his heart he is crazily complaining!
Disputes within your family, don't involve outsiders...

Song Cheng is very resistant to being Su Ran's father, but the most important thing right now is to solve the grieving ghost in front of him.

It is best to kill each other and the fisherman will benefit, otherwise they have no chance of winning.

"Good girl, do you want to kill your father?"

Taking out a huge ax from the void behind, Su Ran looked at the middle-aged man with a chuckle, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Puxin man?
Obviously so ordinary, yet so confident!
Please, in this crazy and cruel world, there is no absolute strong, anyone can devour anyone.

Only those who survive to the end are the winners. Obviously, there are more people on Su Ran's side now, and the chances of winning are greater.

"Why not, as long as mother is happy."

A woman's mouth, a liar!
Especially a woman like Su Ran who looks weak and well-behaved, who tricks people into coaxing middle-aged women around.

Women always know women best, and she knows that middle-aged women are eager to build their own perfect family in the dungeon.

As long as you grasp this point, she is too easily bewitched!

Two clouds of black mist rose, and two grieving ghosts began to entangle and fight. Su Ran rushed into the deepest room with a huge ax against the wall.

Countless high-power air conditioners are turned on in the dark and cold room, which is almost all black, blowing cold wind.

A pale body was soaked in the huge formalin tank, with closed eyes and a faint smile on the corner of the mouth.

I finally found you, Zhang Shanshan!

"Sorry, I'm late..."

【I've been permanently preserved】It should be that after Zhang Shanshan disappeared, she was made a specimen by her so-called father.

[I will wither in beauty] is about dying completely in the face of death at the most beautiful age.

[I will be reborn in hatred], [I will be redeemed by love in the end], Su Ran hasn't figured out the meaning of these two sentences.

But she still relied on her instinct to chop the glass cylinder with a huge axe, and the formalin poured out.

Su Ran didn't mind the smell at all, and stretched out her hand to hug Zhang Shanshan into her arms.

"Honey, I'm here to pick you up!"

With excitement in her words, she will always believe in the best friend in front of her, even though Su Ran has not recovered her memory.

The cold corpse was stiff and greasy, Su Ran pulled off the curtains and wrapped her up.

Because Zhang Shanshan was rescued, the middle-aged man roared even more angrily.

"A group of crazy women, do you want to watch her pass the dungeon and leave completely?"

The black mist enveloped the middle-aged man, his figure began to change, and countless pairs of eyes opened on his rotting meatball-like body.

Countless pairs of red eyes stared at Su Ran, but she tied Zhang Shanshan to her body.

Taking advantage of the moment when the middle-aged man wanted to grab the corpse, the black mist turned into a sharp blade and stabbed several red eyes.

Su Ran, who was carrying Zhang Shanshan on her back, originally wanted to take advantage of the middle-aged man's injury and sneak out.

She wanted to find a place to put the corpse first, so that no one could snatch it back. Who would have thought that the crimson eyes were shattered, and the unknown liquid splashed.

"careful!"

It was Zhu Yan who first discovered the problem. Although her joints were still stiff, she could only stand on the outermost circle.

But she always pays attention to Su Ran's safety situation. In her heart, she is actually very grateful to Su Ran.

It doesn't feel good to be controlled by others, this copy has been started for a long time.

It's been so long that Zhu Yan has long forgotten how many people came, but no one has ever rescued her from the abyss.

The bound puppet is not in the quest line. Many people are afraid of the grieving ghost on the fourteenth floor, and they don't even want to meet it.

But Su Ran didn't. She never played cards according to the routine. She felt that poor people, whether they were people or ghosts, she would take action.

At the moment of making a sound, Zhu Yan flew over at the fastest speed.

The splashed blood was blocked a lot by the puppet-like arms, but a few drops fell near Su Ran.

Thanks to her quick movements and Zhu Yan's reminder, she barely took a few steps back and dodged.

Zhu Yan, who was splashed with blood, howled in pain, and the thick black fog corroded her arms as if eroding her soul.

"Zhu Yan, how are you doing?"

Zhu Yan, who flew to Su Ran's side, was embraced by her and left the battle zone.

The corroded area continued to expand, as if it wanted to erode Zhu Yan's whole body from her arms.

Anger, that soul-like anger made Su Ran's brain tumbling again, and the shackles of memory were completely broken.

　Big comeback~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)