The lights were bright, and the expressions on everyone's faces could be seen clearly, but the corners that couldn't be illuminated were even darker. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info we look around, looking for ghosts that have run away, this kind of hooligan gangsters who didn't go well in life, and most of them are bastards who don't like to follow the rules after death, so it's better to find out quickly, otherwise it will definitely bring trouble to everyone.

The police car came quickly, and this kind of street slashing and killing is not common, and the police are also very nervous.

Not to mention the police, even I am very nervous, this is not the kind of talkative ghost of Aber, Abel just likes to talk nonsense or sarcasm, but the corpse in front of him is not a good character judging from the corpse alone.

Yiyi chewed gum and looked around, it is not easy to find a ghost who is deliberately hiding in this environment, the lights are dazzling, the corners are dark, and this guy is already dead when we arrived, and his restless temperament has been inherited to the ghost, of course, he will not stay in one place honestly.

Waiting in place will definitely not lead to results, Yiyi and I had to look for this running guy everywhere, according to the character of a gangster, most of them also like to haunt places with red lights, wine, green and black miasma, unexpectedly, it didn't take much effort to be found by Yiyi that this guy was watching the girl's beautiful legs on the side of the road.

I can't help but sigh, how big is this experience to be so free after death, as if death is not a big deal, even if there are dozens of knives in the body, it is not as important as seeing my sister with beautiful legs, probably because life is too meaningless, so I will live so boring, and there is no goal to pursue when I die.

When we walked up to this brother, we found that the dead man was worse than I had imagined, with at least three stabs in the face, and one of the slashes slashed into the cheek from the corner of the eye to the chin, making the already unaesthetic face even more distorted, and it looked like a murderer in a horror movie.

"Go away, don't stop me from looking at my sister!"

I was very dissatisfied with standing in front of him, ignoring Lao Tzu's dignity as a god of death, and he was actually impatient, probably because he had not understood the situation at all shortly after his death.

"Hey, come with us honestly, you're a dead ghost now, what else do you want!" Yiyi knocked him on the head with a spirit slasher to explain his intentions.

"Oh? Am I dead? The dead ghost brother frowned slightly, and then said: "That's not a big deal, I expected it this day, but look at your good looks, are you interested in being my brother's girlfriend, even if I go to the underworld, I am a good man, I guarantee that no one dares to bully you!" ”

"I'm going?" I was made to be incomprehensible, to be a dead ghost and still so arrogant, really when I was a god of death is an ornament.

"Hey, dude, you're still so arrogant when you're dead!" I drew my sword and shone in the night.

"you!"

I didn't expect the dead guy to be so irritable, and I was hit in the eye by his punch without any expectation, and this guy seems to have practiced, his fist is like an electric drill, and every pain is trying his best to get into my flesh.

"Your sister!" I scolded.

The dead guy showed no mercy and slammed me in the face, and I tightened my whole body and hands to protect my face, trying to minimize the area of my middle fist.

What made me very unhappy was that Yiyi didn't mean to help, sitting on the back of the bench, crossing Erlang's legs and watching me get beaten leisurely.

"Hey!" As soon as I shouted, a sharp fist hit me in the jaw, knocking me to the ground.

"Stupid, you're the Grim Reaper, huh? Holding a knife in his hand and being beaten, it's shameful enough! Yiyi chewed gum and was very dissatisfied with the posture of my fall to the ground, smiling and smiling.

"!" I shouted, slashed out with a horizontal knife, and went straight to the opponent's legs.

The dead ghost brother is very experienced in fighting, dexterously dodged a knife, and kicked me in the face, I guess my face can no longer be seen, the nose is blue and the face is swollen, because I feel that my left eye is swollen, affecting my vision, two hot nosebleeds flow into the mouth, the taste is really bad, for his attack has been a little unclear, this guy must be a veteran of the brawl, the first punch directly to my eye is to abolish half of my attack.

I was angry, my veins burst out, a belief that I had to beat him down burst out in my veins, my heart beat violently, and the courage to kill him was injected into my limbs, the muscles beat unconsciously, every texture was awakened, exuding a soaring murderous aura, every cell was full of anger, and every nerve trembled violently.

I swung my knife and slashed, and the dead ghost brother hurriedly jumped back, and I jumped to my feet.

I have the will to kill him, and I use all my strength to open and close each other, although he has a fist to hit me, it still hurts, but my attack like a mad dog also surprised him.

The air is cut open, anyway, the fist can't kill my guts, and my guts permeate my whole body, as long as I stab me, I can make your perseverance meet at the same time, and my knife is getting faster and faster, and it is getting more and more chaotic.

The dead ghost brother was in a hurry, and his fists were weak, and I swung the knife on the spirit slashing knife.

He yelled, and his arm flew out.

Before he could react, I flew up and kicked him to the ground.

"!" I stuck my knife in my hand and rode on him, venting all my anger in his face.

The corners of his mouth cracked, and it wasn't a big deal, even if you were in a hundred battles on the streets, it would hurt and hurt if you were hit by me.

He yelled desperately, covering his face with his hands, and I threw punches in succession, and it was stormy.

"Come on, hold on, your bright future is just beginning now!" I encouraged, slamming him on the chin.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Woo...... Leave me alone! "The dead ghost brother wept bitterly, and I beat him until he cried.

When I heard him say goodbye, I was so happy that my fists were flying more and more powerful.

"You must hold on, show your rogue courage!"

I just had to push hard, smash down, every touch was incomparably real, and the mania in my blood completely exploded, like a bird flying over the white clouds, a whale jumping out of the water, touching a new world.

The ribs are definitely broken.

Jaws must be shattered.

The internal organs may have been ruptured, and for some reason, I felt a kind of comfort that I had never felt before, more comfortable than lying on the sofa reading a book, and more tired than lying in bed for a morning rest.

The dead ghost brother was bleeding from his nose and mouth, and his face was unrecognizable, of course, the fist could not let him die again, but the pain added to him would not be reduced by half a point, and this kind of pleasure was like standing under the sprinkler after a tired day, and the warmth poured straight into his heart.

Only three words!

Good! Refreshing! Fast!

"Okay, okay, it's scary for you to go crazy!" Yiyi crouched down next to me and grabbed my hand.

I had no choice but to stop attacking, and the feeling of going crazy in my veins disappeared in an instant, and I immediately returned to normal from the inside out, surprisingly I didn't feel tired, but felt that it was good for my body, and my martial arts skills had improved greatly.

Bah! What progress can be made in fighting against this kind of gangster, it is nothing more than being more afraid of pain and death than anyone else.

It was clear that I had the upper hand, and the dead man lay on the ground with crooked eyes, holding his head and weeping.

"Cry your sister!" I pulled out the spirit slashing knife from the ground and sheathed it, and scolded arrogantly.

"If you don't go back with us obediently, he's crazy and terrifying, he even beats himself, I can't stop it!" Yiyi is next to persuade the dead ghost brother who can't think of it.

Although he was beaten badly, fortunately, the dead ghost brother had amazing perseverance, and he stayed up with us to the branch, and before leaving, he regretted goodbye to his eyes, which is the kind of grudge that he doesn't want to see you in this life, he knew it was like this, why is it such a stinky fart, and he has to be taught a good lesson to know that it is not so easy to be a ghost.

"I find you really scary!" When it was almost dawn, Yiyi and I returned to the bureau through the branch together, and Yiyi came to a conclusion while eating breakfast.

"It's probably the outbreak of the Shura bloodline, it's hard to have this kind of bloodline if it's not scary, otherwise why would the Authority recruit us in!" I said as I ate.

"That's right, but you have a bit of the potential of the director to go crazy, I'm optimistic about you!" Yiyi said with a grin.

"How can he be so powerful, he is the number one fierce ghost in the underworld, I am far behind!" I reject this judgment.

"Be proud! But you have to practice hard, if you get beaten so badly every time, you may be hung up before you awaken your bloodline! Yiyi finished eating, smiled and stuffed gum into my mouth.

"Okay!" I struggled with it.

There is a training room set up by the Grim Reaper on the top floor of the Bureau.,Of course, it's graded.,I'm a new bloodline that hasn't awakened.,I can only go to the F rank.,But the guy fighting inside is the strongest in the F rank.。

In the end, it's all to blame for Lord Mawson being too perverted and narcissistic.,Each level is set to itself.,Just ask who is the guy who is called the strongest god of death in the same level.,Besides, as soon as he appears, he is known for being cruel and easy to kill.,I very much doubt that I'm going to train.,Probably won't last a week.,There's a possibility of hanging up.。

But Yiyi is kind to me, even if he just had breakfast, he didn't let me go, dragged me straight to the top floor, this kind of time Death gets off work, either eat or go to the underworld for a walk, and hook up with female ghosts by the way, but I am so hard, to endure a merciless blow.

Having said that, I haven't turned around the underworld yet, just as a benefit to become a god of death, I have been to visit for three days, and the general impression is similar to what I thought, not much different from the world, but the order is much better, after all, the god of death haunts everywhere, not only to maintain the stability of the world, but also to take care of the order of the underworld.

Some of those dead ghosts live in the underworld, contributing to the prosperity of the underworld, and some are forcibly reincarnated, as for whether it is good or bad, it depends on what you have done in your lifetime, the Authority has a file of each dead ghost, and the department in charge of reincarnation only needs to click a few fingers on the keyboard to know what you have done against the law.

Therefore, most of the most heinous guys will not have a good time in the underworld even if they are happy in life, and the methods of torture these ghosts by the god of death are full of tricks, no wonder there are legends of eighteen layers of hell in the world.

Of course, this is all in the past, and now the underworld also pays attention to keeping pace with the times, so violent and cruel things are not allowed to be done, but whether they have been done in private, God knows.