"The end of the world, the cape, looking for a soulmate~~"

The mountain ghost went up to the second floor, and a strange scalp tingling song came.

It doesn't look like the voice of a living person at all.

It's like a sound made by bones rubbing against bones.

Eerie, terrifying.

"Hehe, pretend to be a ghost with me, don't you know, I'm a ghost. ”

The mountain ghost sneered, strode in the direction where the voice came from.

In a room at the end of the corridor, the door was hidden, swaying back and forth slightly, and from time to time a gust of wind blew out.

The mountain ghost walked to the door and stopped, feeling a chill emanating from the crack in the door.

"It's a bit strong. ”

A solemn expression appeared on the mountain ghost's face.

"Lang Jun, why don't you come in~~"

The mad voice came out softly again.

"Your grandmother has a triangular cuddle!"

The mountain ghost looked at him sharply and kicked the door open.

"Bang!"

The door slammed against the wall with a loud noise, and the entire door frame shook, and dust fell on the wall.

"Whew!"

A white silk that was more than half a meter wide flew head-on.

"Bang!

The mountain ghost picked up a knife and cut open the white silk, and the person quickly rushed in.

Bai Aya was split in two and flew to both sides, and a figure also appeared.

Wearing a silk white gauze skirt, it is very transparent.

The light outside the window shines in, and you can vaguely see the delicate figure under the white gauze skirt.

"Wow!"

The woman screamed, smashed through the glass, and jumped out of the window.

A white silk in his hand shot out and landed on the top of a container, and the white silk was clicked on the tip of his toes a few times and landed on the top of the container.

The mountain ghost glanced at the woman, did not chase after her, and walked out of the room and continued upstairs.

The woman in the white gauze skirt who landed on the container had just stabilized her figure and took a few breaths when she heard a strange laugh.

"Boom, Boom!"

A figure scurried up from under the container.

The woman in the white gauze skirt subconsciously swept over with a white silk and tied the man firmly.

Looking at the past, it was a man with dyed purple hair, and his face was pale with a joyful and excessive temperament.

"Oh, die!"

The woman in the white gauze skirt shook the white silk and wrapped it around the purple hair's neck, trying to strangle him to death.

"Ugh!"

Purple Mao suddenly stretched out his long tongue, as if he couldn't breathe and was about to be strangled.

Suddenly, a large hand caught her shoulder from behind the woman in the white gauze skirt.

The woman in the white gauze skirt subconsciously returned her hand with an elbow strike, hitting a soft place, and was immediately wrapped.

When I turned my head, a huge fat man appeared behind me.

And his elbow hit the fat man in the stomach.

The huge belly was soft, as if it had a suction, and it sucked the elbow of the woman in the white gauze skirt into it.

The woman in the white gauze skirt tried hard to pull it out, but found that her strength was like a mayfly shaking a tree in front of the fat man.

"Hungry ghost, what are you making a fuss about!"

Zi Mao, who was sticking out his tongue as if he was about to be strangled, suddenly withdrew his tongue and said with an unhappy face.

"Huh?"

The woman in the white gauze skirt deliberately used a lot of strength, and almost broke the purple hair's neck.

But the purple fur didn't look like anything was wrong.

", I thought you were going to die. ”

The hungry man pulled a large sausage out of his pocket and took a bite of it.

"Get out of the way, don't bother me playing games with this beauty!"

The lewd shouted in displeasure.

"What a beauty, I think she looks like a female ghost. ”

The hungry ghost stuffed all the sausages into his mouth and said vaguely with a bulging mouth.

As soon as her stomach relaxed, she let go of the arm of the woman in the white gauze skirt and jumped off the container.

"Come, let's continue. ”

The lewd ghost smiled and said to the woman in the white gauze skirt, "Work harder!"

"Are you still human?"

The woman in the white gauze skirt asked with difficulty, her expression bitter.

What she is best at is pretending to be a ghost, but she didn't expect to meet a real ghost today.

"Of course!"

The lewd ghost saw that the woman in the white gauze skirt had come back to her senses.

simply don't pretend, and the showdown is over.

With a little force, the white silk wrapped around his body broke and fell.

"So you were teasing me just now!"

The woman in the white gauze skirt also knew that she was no match for the guy in front of her at all.

It's just fine, turn around and run.

"Little beauty, don't run!"

The lewd ghost chased after him.

Two by one, one after the other, running and chasing on the high containers.

"Woo woo, that guy is harming women again. ”

The crying ghost who had just broken a dock stevedore-looking man, still holding the man's neck in his hand, said cryingly.

"Hahahaha, you've known this guy for thousands of years, and you don't know what he does!"

The laughing ghost suddenly punched through the container next to him, and the head of the person hiding in the container was also blown open by this punch.

Blood and slurry squirted all over the inside of the container.

In the small white building, the mountain ghost walked up to the third floor, where the lights were still on.

The third floor was empty and silent.

Could it be that only the three people who were here just now were the three people that the mountain ghost encountered?

Of course not!

The mountain ghost looked at the executive desk on the side, and behind it was a huge boss chair that was nearly a man tall.

At this moment, the chair slowly turned, and a person sat on it.

Mediterranean-style baldness, with a pair of tortoiseshell eyes and a kind smile on his face.

He wears a T-shirt with a horizontal stripe collar and a layer of stains stuck to the collar.

"Who are you?"

The bald middle-aged man held his chin in his hands and looked at the mountain ghost with interest.

"You don't have to know who I am. ”

The mountain ghost walked over slowly, step by step, and said, "You just need to know that you will die soon." ”

"You're in the same league as the old lady who came the other day. ”

The bald middle-aged man stared at the mountain ghost and said, "It seems that you really want to kill them all." ”

"How many people are there?"

The mountain ghost walked to the executive desk, and instead of rushing to make a move, he sat down.

"Most of the organization's personnel have been evacuated. ”

The bald middle-aged man said: "Only five elites and thirty-seven logistics are left to clean up the aftermath." ”

"The old man at the door is your elite, right?"

The mountain ghost asked.

"Of course Lao Zhai is. ”

The bald middle-aged man nodded.

"I killed two when I came up, ran one away, and you're all left. ”

The mountain ghost folded his fingers and calculated: "That is to say, the elite cadres have been killed, and there are only thirty-seven minions left." ”

"The leader has already left Jinmen, and it is useless for you to kill our people. ”

The bald middle-aged man said with a smile: "Besides, we are only the bottom elite of the organization, and we have little impact on the organization. ”

"Wait a minute. ”

The mountain ghost took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket, clicked it a few times awkwardly, put it to his ear and said, "Master, it's already under control." ”