What should I do if I encounter a ghost king who forcibly marries me in a thriller game?

However, the description on her wanted poster is very nonsense.

Because she yelled "One Piece, I, JOJO will be the king!" as a second grader, her words were wanted and were imitated by the civilians in the Hanging Port.

For a time, the number of crimes in Xuankang Port increased sharply.

The booklet for drawing up the wanted order was obviously not enough.

"Isn't this person too arrogant to spread money on the rooftop of the Marquis Mansion and openly declare war on our patrol group?"

"Have you found out the identities of the other two gangsters?"

"What, you haven't found out yet?!"

Miss Madeleine, the leader of the group, was almost blinded by anger at this moment.

"By the way, where is the Marquis?"

Many of her knights were killed by Miss Ghost King, and the incident of scattering money was too sensational, causing the situation to get extremely out of control. When she came to her senses, the Marquis had disappeared.

"Then the big Marquis was placed here, why is he missing???"

The knights looked at each other.

It should be said or not, they have been guarding here all the time. Even if the Marquis is a fly, it is impossible for him to fly away from them quietly.

At this time, the frightened Marquis had been force-fed black tequila, stuffed into a sack, and delivered to his wife.

Here, apart from the Ghost King, the only person who can do such a thing is the Divine Envoy.

"Hahaha~ You guys have gone too far!"

The Marquise's smile betrayed her happy heart.

"He is simply a rascal among rascals, a scum among scum!"

Liangzi glanced at her indifferently: "Let's go, don't come back again."

"Won't come back again!"

The Marquise dragged the sack onto the ghost train.

"Goodbye, gangsters, I wish you may cause chaos in Xuankong Port!"

The ghost train comes without a trace and leaves without a trace.

After Liangzi completed everything Su Yu told her, she began to walk calmly in the hanging port.

At this time, Xuan Konggang was already in chaos because of what Su Yu and the others had done.

The toy dolls who were originally responsible for daily rounds were now too busy dealing with criminals to record the daily lives of the lovers.

As the actual ruler of Hanging Port, what is Daladi doing now?

……

……

To the south of Hanging Port, there is a civilian residential area.

At this point in time, no one knew about the accident that happened on the West Coast. After all, there were no televisions or mobile phones here, and the spread of news was really slow.

Therefore, those who should eat are still eating, and those who should play poker are still playing poker.

Only the tenant who lived in the rental house on the left side of the top floor frowned and stopped what he was doing.

He looks like an ordinary high school student in the real world, with disheveled hair, a pair of black-rimmed glasses with over a thousand prescriptions, and a nerdy T-shirt that costs 9 yuan and comes with free shipping. Below is a pair of large black pants that can also be bought for 9 yuan. There is also a bowl of freshly brewed instant noodles on the desk.

In short, this is an ordinary person who walks into a crowd and has no more than 1% return rate.

No one would associate him with the terrifying ruler of Hanging Port.

Even the landlord who had seized his identity certificate only knew that his name was Qi Gaolang. He was a professional novelist who lived an irregular life day and night. Fortunately, the rent was paid on time every time...

"The pen broke?"

Qi Gaolang held a black pencil in his hand.

Just now, the pen core broke inexplicably.

He picked up the broken piece of refill in disbelief.

"how come……"

The broken pencil slowly floated up and carved a few words on the paper: Do you still want to repair this pen?This time, it’s ten years of life...

It's obviously a black pencil, but the writing is red, and it's like ink, smearing on it.

"My novel is just a little bit away from being over."

Qi Gaolang's skinny hands grasped his hair tightly.

"How could I stop at this time!"

Transaction, he must make another transaction with this pen!

He grabbed the pencil and, like he had done before, stabbed it hard into the palm of his hand, letting the blood drip down and water his whole body.

Just when he was in a daze, he suddenly heard a mocking laugh coming from behind him.

Qi Gaolang was startled, and when he turned around to look, he met a pair of malicious, deep purple eyes.

A humanoid creature, covered in bandages but vaguely identifiable as a female, sat on the edge of his bed, crossed its legs, and looked at him with interest.

"How long have you admired your name, Lord Daladi?"

"What are you talking about, I don't understand."

Qi Gaolang held the pencil and subconsciously took a step back.

"You may not know me, but it doesn't matter. I just need to know you." The bandaged female weirdo stood up and walked slowly towards him: "If I want to kill you, I have to do it now."

"Don't come over, you...don't come over!"

Qi Gaolang's eyes widened with fear.

And at this critical moment, his deal with the pencil was completed.

He grabbed the manuscript paper next to him and started writing and drawing frantically on it.

Immediately afterwards, black walls of fog rose from the ground, separating him from the bandaged female weirdo.

"Haha, is this the source of your power? It looks pretty good."

The female weirdo raised her knife and struck hard at the fog wall closest to her.

Only a "click" sound was heard.

A crack that was as deep as the bottom was cut into the fog wall.

Qi Gaolang had a sullen face and said nothing, but only accelerated the drawing speed of his men.

Immediately afterwards, several walls of fog in front of him began to extend, and changed into terrifying faces. Countless slender arms stretched out, firmly trapping the bandaged monster girl who suddenly broke in before him.

Of course, Qi Gaolang had no intention of fighting.

After completing the restraint and temporarily trapping the other party, he jumped out of the window.

"Ok?"

The bandage monster frowned.

She was keenly aware that the other party had disappeared the moment he jumped off the window sill.

Yes, it didn’t run away, it just disappeared.

It was like escaping to another world, without any trace left.

The wooden board above her head began to make an unpleasant creaking sound.

She stiffened her neck, slowly raised her head, and looked up.

At this time, a bloody maw fell from the sky and swallowed her and everything in the room.

"Haha, there were two moments..."

Although she was eaten, she didn't panic at all.

Obviously, what comes here is just a substitute messenger, not the original consciousness.

At this moment, the consciousness of this bandaged man is still on another island hundreds of kilometers away from here.

……

……

"You're saying that Daladi is probably just an ordinary human being?"

At this time, Su Yu, Ghost King, and Liangzi, who had already reached a safe zone and had their midnight snack, discussed the lord of Hanging Port, the pervert who forced others to fall in love.

"No way, can humans be so strong?"

Amelia Su really couldn't believe this possibility.

However, Liangzi was at least [-]% sure.

"I just went for a walk around the city and explored every corner."

"If the information is correct and Daladi is indeed in the city, then he must be just a human."

"However, it is not accurate to say that he is an ordinary human being."

"He must have a very sinister weapon in his hand, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do this."

Su Yu was silent for a moment, then asked: "Then, could he be a player?"

Miss Ghost King spread her hands: "The possibility is very low. It is impossible for players to bypass your game system and stay here for a long time, let alone have the opportunity to dominate the mountain and become king."

"Besides, I bought a few newspapers like this from the newsstands on the street on the way here."

Ryoko put the things in her hands in front of them.

These newspapers, without exception, reported on a new work that was about to be sold physically.

"This is a horror novel?"

"No, why does it look like a literary youth novel?"

"strange."