Please, This is a Scary World

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　　When Zhang Mang got the sandbag, he was a little confused at first, but Fang Ming told him that as a violent ghost, if he wanted to improve his strength quickly, the first thing he had to do was to control the violence.

　　When practicing sandbags, you must never use your full strength. You must ensure that you can't break the sandbag with every punch.

　　When will he be able to easily hit thousands of consecutive hits, when the sandbags have not been scattered, when will his strength have a qualitative leap.

　　These are all adapted by Fang Ming based on the knowledge in primary fighting.

　　At least he found it useful.

　　Zhang Mang thought about it, Fang Ming's words did make sense in theory.

　　As a violent ghost, what he lacks most is power, but what is the use of just being strong?

　　So, Zhang Mang was very happy to bring the sandbag back to his house.

　　As for Qian Cheng's side, Fang Ming originally wanted to put the prosthesis on him directly.

　　But he is a ghost, and it is also difficult to pretend to be a living prosthesis.

　　It is the same as makeup that cannot be used directly with live cosmetics.

　　According to the knowledge of primary medical care, if Qian Cheng wants to put on a prosthesis, he must fuse it with the flesh and blood of a level 23 outsider.

　　This kind of outsider is called "muscle", which is a little rarer than Ye Ningxiu.

　　Fang Ming could only temporarily give up his plan to let Qian Cheng stand up now, and was going to hunt with Ye Ningxiu when he was ready to spawn monsters later.

　　Qian Cheng also expressed understanding and said no rush.

　　Then, Fang Ming went upstairs with the desire to kill.

　　Killing desire to go ahead.

　　Fang Ming walked behind.

　　The two went all the way and stopped in front of the stairs on the fourth floor.

　　Fang Ming pointed to the middle of the stairs and asked, "You should know what the guard between the fourth and fifth floors is?"

　　Killing Desire nodded: "It's a knife."

　　Fang Ming stood below and glanced at the wall, and saw that the wall had indeed turned into a lifelike long knife.

　　"What's the point of this knife?"

　　Desire to Kill: "Walking under the knife, thousands of knives and axe will be added to your body, you will feel that your body is being tortured, delayed, and you will feel the pain of thousands of knives. It is a kind of spiritual pain. It's even more painful to actually cut meat."

　　"Oh, are you sure you can take me up there?" Fang Ming smiled.

　　The desire to kill wanted to say that you are a big man incarnation, so what are you pretending to be with me?

　　But she dared not.

　　But thinking about it carefully, she suddenly froze.

　　Maybe Fang Ming is not as strong as he imagined?

　　If he was really strong, when he rescued Xiaoxue, he would just raise his hand to suppress her, so why bother?

　　Thinking of this, Killing Yu felt that he had caught the key point.

　　She guessed that Fang Ming might really be an incarnation of an indescribable existence behind him, but the incarnation of the living person in front of him might really be as powerful as what he saw...

　　"Maybe, he really can't pass this guard?"

　　"Then...if I use this guard to kill him..."

　　Killing Yu looked at Fang Ming's unpretentious expression, and his mind became more active.

　　She is the desire to kill, and the strangeness (King Li's) incarnated by the desire to kill!

　　In the mind, in addition to killing, is resentment.

　　How could Fang Ming be really frightened by just a few words from Fang Ming.

　　"Just do it!"

　　She decided to try again!

　　"When he passed the guard, I deliberately shot a little bit late."

　　"If he is really injured by the guards, then... I will drop the knife!"

　　"I think that even if the existence behind him is really strong, it is not easy to find him, otherwise he would not just send a mere living person to incarnate."

　　"If...he's okay, then he's testing me!"

　　"I can also deal with it by shooting late."

　　"With Xiaoxue's relationship, he shouldn't kill me right away!"

　　"Hmph, no matter what, I have a reason to give it a shot."

　　"I will never bow down in front of a mere living person!"

　　"Huh... Calm down, I can't let that obsessed person notice what I'm thinking."

　　After making up his mind, Killing Yu nodded expressionlessly: "With me here, there will be no danger. If it wasn't for Wang Qinghe's blocking, this guard would have already been eroded by me, let's go up."

Chapter 100

　　Fang Ming took a deep look at Killing Desire.

　　He instinctively felt something was wrong.

　　It seems that the desire to kill at this time is a little too submissive.

　　"Something's wrong, this bitch wants to fuck me?"

　　"guard......"

　　"Still be prepared."

　　Thinking like this, Fang Ming reached out and touched it in his arms.

　　The disaster-blocking jade pendant is still intact.

　　It was not used in the sea of blood at the beginning.

　　It seems that this time he can save his life.

　　"With this, no matter what you want to do, you will be safe."

　　"However, the desire to kill is always a destabilizing factor."

　　"This is a bit difficult to solve."

　　"Well, it seems that we can only climb the stairs quickly and get to know more powerful neighbors. At that time, the desire to kill will have to be weighed even if he wants to play any tricks."

　　Fang Ming thought about it like this, and nodded with a smile.

　　Said: "Okay then, I'll go upstairs, I'll trouble you with safety matters."

　　With that, he started going upstairs.

　　Killing Yu squinted at his back and sneered in his heart.

　　In the consciousness, the voice of obsession sounded: "I advise you to stop thinking about it. Is the current situation not good? You also liked the drinks and food last night."

　　Killing Yu snorted coldly: "You think too much, I won't do anything."

　　After speaking, she withdrew from consciousness.

　　Then she took her long legs and started to go upstairs.

　　Fang Ming is in front and she is behind.

　　The two have their own thoughts, and neither trusts the other.

　　But it seemed that everything was fine.

　　Soon, Fang Ming reached the middle platform.

　　He glanced at the long sword that had melted on the wall.

　　A terrifying killing intent immediately rushed to his face.

　　"Good knife!"

　　Fang Ming snorted in his heart, turned his head and glanced at Killing Yu: "I'm going up."

　　Killing Yu nodded peacefully: "Well, you can go up, I will protect you."