Infinite: Begin As a Ghost

"This woman has a very bad heart. She's used to being naughty, hehe."

A little girl, he naturally wouldn't take it in his eyes.

"Give it to me." The young man roared.

The corners of Jiang Jiu's mouth twitched, and after a few moments, he cleaned up this group of little guys who didn't know what to do.

Chapter 152 Ghost Slaves

There is nothing to say about cleaning up these young people, so I kicked five or six kicks, and each kicked five or six people.

Twenty people were so easily resolved.

The woman was so shocked that an apple could be put in her mouth, and the man was so frightened that he couldn't move.

Jiang Jiu directly dragged the man to the men's toilet, and when he saw that there was no one in the toilet, he directly used his abilities.

"Blood Ghost Art o Blood Species..."

He cut his fingers, cast a spell on the blood seed, forcibly opened the man's mouth, and fed his own blood.

He is a ghost who is not afraid of sunlight, but he doesn't know if his ghost slave is afraid, so he needs to do an experiment.

The man swallowed blood and struggled in pain.

"Zhi Ze, what's the matter with you, Zhi Ze." The woman was locked outside the door and kept patting the toilet door: "Come on, come on."

Those people around have just been beaten up, who dares to go up?

The woman shouted anxiously: "You people, Zhize is not good enough for you in normal times. He behaved so bravely when he bullied others, and now he is like a tortoise with his head shrinking after being beaten twice."

After a few minutes, the wailing in the toilet finally stopped.

The man returned to his original state and knelt down toward Jiang Jiu.

"Meet the master."

"Well, it's good." Jiang Jiu looked at the man with satisfaction: "Go out now and take a look under the sun."

"Remember, don't call me master when there are other people, don't call me master when you have any means of surveillance, you must call the boss."

"Yes, Master." The man replied.

"What's your name?" Jiang Jiu asked.

Man: "Sorry, master, my subordinates forgot."

"Forgot?" Jiang Jiu asked, "Have you forgotten everything before?"

The man said, "Master, isn't this subordinate born just now?"

Jiang Jiu nodded: "Okay, it seems that the effect of my blood is not much different from that of the bloodless blood."

Then he said: "In the future, no murder or injury is allowed. If you need to drink blood, go to the black market to buy it."

Then he laughed evilly: "If you really can't control the desire to kill...you can deal with those who are rapists and criminals, it's better to kill people from abroad."

"Wait a minute someone will come in, you have to cooperate with them, don't reveal your identity, you know?"

The man lowered his head hard: "Yes, this subordinate understands."

Then he said again: "Master, this subordinate asks the master to give him a name."

Jiang Jiu glanced at him, "You go and ask those people who came in after that. Those people told you what your name is, and what is your name."

"Yes, Master."

Jiang Jiu opened the window and said before leaving, "See me here at night, you are alone."

"Yes…"

After Jiang was rescued, the toilet door was forcibly smashed open, and everyone gathered around and greeted the man.

Since the man ran into him, Jiang Jiu had a plan in his heart.

He doesn't need to go to places like Wanwan to do all those troublesome things.

Although those people are in trouble, they are not the brainless and rich second-generation people in the urban literature, who have no brains to call the police and do some **** things.

So Jiang Jiu didn't have any trouble.

He came to the relative's house and stared at their house for a long, long time.

This is his cousin's house.

After a while, a beautifully dressed young woman, who was holding the arm of a young man, walked home together.

Jiang Jiu changed his appearance slightly, and he was roughly three-pointed like him before, and then kept smiling at the woman with a cold look on his face.

The woman was his former cousin, and the man didn't know her, so she must be her boyfriend or husband.

The woman glanced at Jiang Jiu at random, then turned her head away and stopped paying attention.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and turned her head back in shock.

Jiang Jiu had already left and disappeared.

The woman's legs suddenly began to tremble.

"Tianchen, did you see someone just now?" the woman asked in a trembling voice.

"What, who is there?" Tian Chen glanced around and found nothing strange.

"I seem to have seen my cousin." The woman said tremblingly.

"My little fool Zhenzhen, what are you talking about?" Tian Chen smiled and said, "Is it too stressful and tired recently?"

"Perhaps... right?" Zhenzhen said with some uncertainty.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Jiu came to his aunt's house with this face.

Someone at home is his aunt.

Jiang Jiu stood on a tree in a community, facing the window.

He has two cousins ​​and an aunt.

The aunt is the kindest person among the four siblings, including his father, and the only one who did not participate in the property struggle.

He was thinking about how to meet his aunt.

His situation is too complicated to just go to see people like this, otherwise it would be the best situation for her to faint from fright.

She has heart disease.

After Jiang Jiu glanced at it, he silently left the community and returned to the gym.

During the time of going back and forth between these places, it was already dark, and the young people who were exercising intensely also went home one by one.

Jiang Jiu waited for more than an hour when his ghost slave came.

Chapter 153 Xiyue

"Report your name."

"Report to the master, the subordinate's name is Zhang Zhize."

"Very good, a good name." Jiang Jiu was very satisfied.

Zhang Zhize appeared now, saying that the ghost slaves he created were not afraid of the sun just like him.

Otherwise, he will die, and then the police will be pursued, which is why Jiang Jiu adjusted his appearance.

"What did your parents say after you went back?" Jiang Jiu asked.

"killed…"

"Huh??" Jiang Jiu wondered: "What's the situation, didn't I tell you not to kill people?"

"The master said that they can be murdered as traitors, so I killed them."

"Uh..." Jiang Jiu hit a finger, and Zhang Zhize's Qiqiao suddenly stretched out countless arms.

After a while, only a pool of blood and clothes were left on the ground, and Zhang Zhize's body completely disappeared.

Looking at the remains, he found more than a thousand cash in his pocket, a mobile phone, a car key and a bunch of other keys.

He picks up all the cash, nothing else moves.

"It seems that some rules need to be added, not to cause social unrest, not to kill family members and relatives."

"Then, let's find the next target."

He didn't expect this accident, he could only find the flaws one at a time, and then sum up the experience.

This time it was a small experiment, and he also made some discoveries.

His ghost slave is not afraid of the sun, and in other respects, it is the same as the miserable ghost slave.

When you become a ghost, you will lose your memories of your life. Of course, Jiang Jiu can control this aspect.

Black Death Mou's memory didn't disappear, it was left behind without misery.

If there is nothing miserable can do, Jiang Jiu can do it naturally.

There is also a special situation that Jiang Jiu cannot guarantee at present.

Even a strong enough emotion might be able to break through his control.

That's the way it is.

He didn't know if anyone in the world could break through his control.

However, he doesn't care much about this. It is almost impossible to achieve this level of emotion, and the spirit of not being afraid of death can only be the basis for resisting his control.

With more than 1,000 yuan, I went to the mall and bought a set of slightly larger clothes.

Then I walked to a place, my body changed, and my previous clothes fit just right.

There are several hundred dollars left.

When I found a taxi, I took out an extra red ticket and asked the old driver to take him to a black Internet cafe.

After getting out of the car, he was a little emotional.

"Dark Internet cafes really exist, and their survivability is really strong."

He came to the dark Internet cafe in order to find some information and find the information of major companies.

Focus on finding real estate tycoons, tech tycoons, and entertainment tycoons.

The so-called tech tycoons are actually bigwigs in the game industry, not real high-tech companies.

After checking the locations of several major companies, he memorized the locations from near to far, and then left the dark Internet cafe.

The whole query time took about a whole day.

It was just one day that gave him a little sense of satisfaction. This was his previous days.

After leaving the black Internet cafe, he found a private car and gave him all the money, so that the black car could drive as far as possible.

After that, he could only walk.

For a few hundred dollars, the black car drove about 200 kilometers and came to a place very close to his first purpose.

His purpose is very clear, first contact with entertainment companies.

Because they are the easiest to control and the easiest to access the underworld through them.

Pu'eng Culture Media, this is his first goal.

He remembered his artists one by one, and the manager could not find them for the time being.

None of this matters, as long as you know the location, it's easy to deal with.

That night, he followed a female staff member to a place where no one was monitoring and made a surprise attack.

Jiang Jiu stunned the opponent with a hand knife, then dragged him to a hidden place and fed him a drop of blood.

The severe pain caused the other party to wake up from the coma.

Jiang Jiu had long been prepared to deal with this situation, he directly controlled him, prevented him from moving, and then directly destroyed the opponent's channel.

As long as you can adapt to becoming a ghost slave, the vocal tract will naturally recover.