Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 678 Beating
The little black spot in mid-air nimbly turned over and easily dodged the three arrows that Ning Mei kicked back.

Just as the arrogant young man curled his lips and showed a disapproving smile, a delicate and weak girl's face suddenly appeared above his line of sight.

The girl blinked at him, and imitated him with a disapproving smile. The next second, there was an almost unbearable pain in the boy's stomach.

Sister Ningmei used all the combo moves in Street Fighter vividly on the boy's body, and the strength was just right, just enough to make him experience extreme pain, but not to hurt him.

The boy was like a human-shaped ball, being hit up, down, left, and right by the girl in mid-air. Even if he wanted to fight back occasionally, he would be completely lost by the more intensive attacks.

This is a PK in which the disparity in strength is so great that it cannot be called a fight at all.

It's obvious that sister Ningmei unilaterally beat up the ineffective little bastard of the Yu clan.

"Phew, I've been sitting and haven't moved much, my muscles and bones are almost rusted, and now I feel refreshed."

Ning Mei wiped off the sweat that didn't exist, threw the pig-headed boy into the carriage, took out a cold beer-flavored wax, and drank it all in one gulp.

“A cold beer after a workout is delicious.”

Ning Mei sat down on the boy's back, in a good mood she almost turned into a hydrogen balloon and floated around.

Harrier Eagle's eyes swollen into two lines saw the parrot lying on the side, and his body, which had no strength at all, suddenly regained some strength, and he immediately crawled towards the parrot with hands and feet together.

"Hey, my defeated general, what do you want to do? Do you want to take hostages?"

Ning Mei lightly turned over, and a jade foot stepped on the back of the boy's hand just by chance.

Don't think that Ning Mei is weightless because of her ghost body. In fact, Ning Mei wants to be as heavy as she wants. When she steps down, she can be as light as a feather, or as heavy as a feather. N dumbbells were smashed.

The boy only felt that the weight on the back of his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and the dull pain was getting stronger and stronger, but the stubborn boy clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound.

(End of this chapter)