Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

This monk is so good!

After all, I am also disabled with N-grade burns, so you can do it.

Every punch carries an aura of spiritual power, hitting the ghost...

Forget it, I want to cry!

"Seat belt..." Hong Yi turned his head and told the car accident ghost.

"Don't get points from the traffic police."

Big brother, I'm dead, and you have to deduct my points, isn't it too ruthless!

"Turn the key to start, right?"

"Huh? Why don't you leave?"

"Oh, no gas pedal!"

Boom... boom boom!

The red Ferrari's muffled engine sounded.

However, the car still didn't move.

Hong Yi was angry, he grabbed the car accident ghost in front of him, and stared at him gloomily.

"Big...big brother, you...you didn't pull the handbrake!" The ghost in the car accident was about to cry, pointing to the handbrake next to him.

Brother, I want to get out of the car!

This is not the car to go home...

"Oh? Just pull it down?" Hong Yi reached out and lightly held the handbrake.

Pinch and pull down!

"crunch..."

"Is your car fake? Why did it break so easily?" Hong Yi threw the handbrake on the car accident ghost and said angrily.

He is in a very bad mood at the moment!

The last time I drove there was no handbrake.

"Big brother... can you really drive?" The car accident ghost's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he couldn't help but speak.

There's really no way to keep your mouth shut.

The handbrake was removed, and the accelerator kicked...

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Who can resist this!

Hong Yi smiled calmly and said calmly: "It's okay, the poor monk did drive...

It seems to be called running a karting, the poor monk remembered correctly. "

That's the car, it's a great drive!

Car accident ghost: "..."

Go karting?

Go karting?

Karting?

Ding car?

car?

Nima, is that a car?

"Big brother! No, it's better for little brother to drive...you sit..." The car accident ghost asked timidly.

It's just that the words aren't over yet.

Boom... boom boom!

The red Ferrari flew out in an instant like a flash of lightning.

"Turn the corner!"

"Brake...brake...brake...brake..."

The ghost in the car accident was crying and howling all the way. He was really scared. Since he became a ghost, the heartbeat that he hadn't felt for a long time, there will be signs of it.

Big brother, you really treat a sports car as a go-kart!

The engine was smoking.

I've been to the crematorium once, and I don't want to go again.

Hongyi's journey along the way is quite novel, and it feels really good to drive, anyway, it's just right to step on the accelerator.

"Brother, there is an illegal photo taking at the intersection ahead, and the speed limit is 40."