Ghost Shelter System

The male ghost suddenly became angry: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

After saying that, his nails grew wildly and embedded themselves into Qin Kun's shoulders.

Qin Kun chuckled. He didn't care about the pain at all. He kicked his right leg hard and hit the male ghost's stomach with his knee.

puff--

The male ghost opened his eyes in vain, almost vomiting bile. At the same time, he was extremely horrified. He had turned into a ghost. Why did he hit him so painfully?

But he was not allowed to think too much, Qin Kun punched straight in the face.

The male ghost's originally nervous face was blown away by the punch. Qin Kun grabbed his arm, twisted it with his backhand, and pressed him against the wall. He held it on the back of his head with his five fingers.

"Let me go! Do you want to die?" The male ghost was extremely aggrieved. He suddenly discovered that the young man in front of him was extremely strong and he could not break free.

Qin Kun held down the male ghost with one hand and took out a cigarette with the other hand to light it.

In the dim alley, you can vaguely hear the hustle and bustle of the bar, and the flickering of cigarette butts.

Qin Kun whispered: "Even if I want to die, you can't kill me."

Qin Kun asked the male ghost to turn around, strangle him by the neck, and look at him with a smile.

From the beginning to the end, it only took Qin Kun half a minute to subdue him. The top of the male ghost's head showed that he was only level 16. Facing Qin Kun, who was level 20, there was no room for resistance.

The male ghost finally began to be afraid. He found that Qin Kun's hand holding his neck had a layer of green fire, and his neck was covered with a layer of frost, which was still spreading to the top of his head.

"Wait!" The male ghost hurriedly begged for mercy, "Please let me go. I still want to take revenge. I can't die now!"

The male ghost's eyes were full of fear, and his face no longer had the arrogance it had just now, and turned into a look of pleading.

Male ghost takes revenge?

It was interesting. Qin Kun saw that it was still early, so he let him go and said, "I'll give you 20 seconds to convince me not to kill you."

When the male ghost realized that Qin Kun had actually let him go, he subconsciously wanted to run away. Qin Kun kicked the male ghost in the stomach. The male ghost screamed and was nailed to the wall.

"You only have 15 seconds!" Qin Kun warned.

"Wait a minute! I said!"

The male ghost completely surrendered, and he was even more shocked. Who is this young man, and how could he have such ability?

"The kid's name is Zhang Chen. He used to form a band in Xixiang Street called 'Sniper King' and he was the drummer of the band..."

Qin Kun interrupted impatiently: "You still have 10 seconds."

The male ghost's face froze, and he turned to the main topic in a frightened voice: "I came to Yimei Bar three months ago. The owner Jiang Jianjun fell in love with my girlfriend. One day he was drunk and had a crush on her, and I found out. , and finally beat me to death!"

The main topic progressed a bit too quickly, the intro was draggy, the climax was sudden, and the ending was hasty, but Qin Kun got the general idea.

Is it Jiang Jianjun again?

This owner of Ye Mei Bar is really nothing.

"You're already dead. Why didn't you call the police? You're already dead. Why don't you make society more harmonious? You have to come out to cause trouble. Do you know that this will give people a headache?"

The male ghost smiled bitterly: "Brother, I'm ready to die. I want to resolve personal grudges privately, why not..."

"Okay, you deserve to die. Look at the needle holes on your arms. Are you a drug addict? Don't pretend to be a good person with a sad face."

The male ghost found Qin Kun looking at him with great ridicule, and his anger spread. However, due to the strange flame in Qin Kun's hand, he did not dare to show off at all, so he could only bury his dissatisfaction in his heart.

The male ghost said solemnly: "What the elder brother said is that I deserve to die. But that Jiang Jianjun is a murderer! In terms of nature, it is much more serious than me."

The reason why Qin Kun came here today was precisely for Jiang Jianjun. Since this guy is not a good guy, Qin Kun feels much more comfortable.

"Okay, I'll take care of Jiang Jianjun's matter for you. You can die in peace for me."

The male ghost saw that the flame disappeared from Qin Kun's hand, and there was a jar. The jar spit, and it looked like an urn.

"Master Dao, what is this thing..." The male ghost was a little scared and asked with his head shrinking.

"I will save you. Don't resist, and I will give you a good birth in your next life."

Qin Kun said, the male ghost wanted to struggle, but found a huge suction force covering him.

Ignoring the male ghost's cry for mercy, Qin Kun directly refined it.

'Ding! The refining was successful and a black candle was obtained’

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There was an unexpected episode, which had little impact on Qin Kun.

Qin Kun left the alley and came to the nearby underground parking lot.

"Niu Meng!"

In the dark parking lot, a shadow gradually solidified, and Niu Meng appeared in front of Qin Kun.

Qin Kun pointed to a car with license plate AJ443 in the luxury lane: "Follow me soon. If you have anything to do tonight, I'll find the owner of the car. I want to be there in person."

Niu Meng nodded: "Brother Kun, let Peipei go with me, and the Laughing Ghost will show you the way."

Qin Kun: "Okay."

…

At 2:30 in the evening, Qin Kun rode his bicycle towards the south of the city.

The cold wind made people's ears hurt. Qin Kun cursed and said: "Damn it, I should have bought a house with a mortgage. I should have bought a car with the extra money. Riding this bicycle is really fucking miserable. Smiling Ghost, you should push it faster at night." I still have to go home and sleep!”

The cold wind was howling, and although it was late autumn, it was already chilly. Hearing Qin Kun's words, the smiling ghost pushing the cart behind the car cried to death.

"Master, you should have bought a car a long time ago, why do I always push the car?"

There were not many pedestrians on the road. Anyone who observed carefully could easily find that Qin Kun had one hand in his pocket and the other on the handlebar. He was not pedaling, but he was driving very fast.

In the back seat of the car that no one saw, there was a female ghost sitting, it was A Chou, and beside her was a burly headless ghost, walking no slower than the speed of the car. Next to the two of them, there was an 8 or 9-year-old kid pushing the cart with a hum, which was quite funny.

"You are a newcomer, why don't you show off?"

The Headless Ghost told the truth, and the Laughing Ghost could only recognize it. There were three people in front of him now. One was his master Qin Kun, and one of the five ghosts was as powerful as him. They were all level 26 Headless Ghosts. The other was He dare not complain to anyone about his rumored girlfriend A Chou.

These days, when you are a ghost, you have to look at people's eyes, whether they are strong or senior.

The bicycle reached a high-end residential area before the Smiling Ghost stopped. It took a lot of spiritual power to push the bicycle. He was at the level of a fierce ghost. His ghost body had solidified, but he could not withstand such consumption.

Qin Kun put the bicycle in the flexible space. He didn't have the access control card of this community, so this kind of thing would not be difficult for him.

At 2 o'clock in the evening, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, Qin Kun walked in with a few ghosts. The security guards patrolling the community and the doormen on duty did not see them at all.

The community is a composite plan of high-rise buildings and villas. After bypassing a garden, Qin Kun stopped at the door of a villa.

‘ding dong’

In the villa, a fat middle-aged man was lying on the bed and was suddenly awakened by a doorbell. He looked at the surveillance screen in the house and found that no one was at the door.

hiss--

The middle-aged man frowned, thinking that he was hallucinating.

But the next moment, the doorbell rang again. The middle-aged man rubbed his eyes and found that under the surveillance screen, an 8 or 9-year-old child was ringing the doorbell. His eyes were smiling like crescent moons, and he was turning his head stiffly, staring. point in the direction of the monitor head.

The middle-aged man was sweating profusely. He couldn't believe it. He saw on the surveillance camera that the child's eyes... were all white!

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