Ah Tang only felt that he was going to be finished.

As a kitten who doesn't want to die, it has found the switch of potential at a critical juncture.

The divine power in his body instantly swelled, and Zhang Da became the appearance of a muscular hunk.

Ah Tang didn't know why he was like this, maybe it was because he was facing a hunk. To defeat the macho man, you can only use the appearance of the macho man.

The orange cat's head, the sturdy body with delicate orange hair, and a flicking tail make up the appearance of an orange spirit.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Ah Tang is still a fat kitten.

But in the eyes of the fierce ghost and the macho man, it is a cute cat, and behind him stands an even more terrifying macho man.

The divine power blooming from the body of the macho cat in front of him is like a dazzling little sun.

He is a fierce ghost who has been cultivating for twenty years, and he is not strong in the world of gods and ghosts, but he is also not afraid of most of the gods and gods. And the cat in front of him actually made him afraid.

"You, who are you?" He asked defensively.

Ah Tang didn't react to his own changes, and he looked at his body left and right, only to find that he had suddenly become much stronger.

It is no longer a weak, pitiful and helpless kitten.

Raise your right hand and exert force, and the muscles bulge.

Now it's full of power!

Its deep eyes stared at the fierce ghost, and Hou Zhou's body seemed to send out a soul tremor.

"Whatever you are, fight with you!"

The ghost rushed forward, retracted the tentacles of the wanderers around him, and condensed them on the arm of his right hand. The right arm continued to expand, and finally turned into a large arm with explosive muscles, blasting towards the muscular cat in front of him.

The fist that was swinging at high speed exploded and crackled.

"Europe!! Hoo! He roared.

I saw Ah Tang cross his arms, intending to resist the impact of the fierce ghost.

Just listen to the dull sound of "bump".

The ghost's fist seemed to smash into the sandbag.

He failed to penetrate enemy armor!

The defense on the opponent's side, like Tarzan, bounced the damage to his hand, making his arm numb.

The other party, on the other hand, only took a slight step back.

Ah Tang thought it was a terrifying blow, and only realized after taking it, "That's it?" That's it! He uttered a high-pitched, lovely voice that didn't match his body at all.

"It's my turn!" Ah Tang clasped his fingers around his hands and pinched his fingers to make a crackling sound.

It stepped forward and slapped it into the face from above, and the latter was caught off guard and slapped straight up.

"Smack!"

He only felt that his face was numb, and his skull seemed to be drawn into a meatloaf, and he fell straight down, unconscious.

Tang: "......"

He looked at the fierce ghost that had fallen to the ground and twitching, and then he looked at its huge slap, and on the pink flesh pad, there was a trace of white smoke, and it was hot and terrible.

"Turns out I'm pretty strong." Ah Tang made a satisfied voice.

It was suddenly full of confidence, and it felt that the task assigned to him by the God Lord was suddenly less terrifying.

He looked back at the wall behind him, behind which there was a ghostly aura, as if something indescribable was hidden.

It was too late, and the walls behind him suddenly opened from both sides.

There was a secret door, and the presence behind the secret door sensed that something was wrong in the studio, so he opened the door to check the situation.

With the opening of the secret door, the ghost qi blew out like a cold wind, accompanied by a huge coercion, making Ah Tang feel an instinctive threat.

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nbsp; Even if he is a muscular cat now, he knows that the existence behind the door is not something he can deal with.

But he had a strong self-confidence in himself, and that confidence came from the tag around his neck, which it remembered now, and that it would protect him from danger, though it hadn't been activated for some reason.

Also, you can contact the gods through the tags, so as long as the gods come, is there anything else to be afraid of?

As the gushing ghost energy gradually subsided, the scene behind the door also appeared in front of Ah Tang's eyes.

It looks like a bar, with a dance floor in the middle, and in the depths of the gate, a throne high above.

Four very strong-looking ghosts of different shapes stood in his way.

Behind them, there are ghosts dressed in the bodies of macho men and beautiful women, looking over here and pouring wine and drinking tea.

On both sides of the hall, the bodies of male and female psychics, like puppets with strings, are displayed in front of the group of ghosts.

There was a huge ghost who turned into the body of a diminutive teenager, and the shell immediately came to life and showed an evil smile.

If a ghost wants to enjoy the life of the human world, he must have a body.

Psychics whose souls have been eaten away from each other, this is the most suitable shell for them.

On the throne high in the depths, a man two meters tall, with a large body and an unusually handsome face.

He wore heavy makeup, a foundation that made his face white, purple eyeshadow, and bright purple lips.

He wears a robe with a white velvet collar and tight leather pants.

Beside him, two women with hot bodies, and two tall muscular men, gave him his kneaded muscles.

He propped his chin and looked at Ah Tang at the door with deep eyes.

"It's rare for a guest to come!"

He spoke, a hoarse voice with a strange temptation.

"It's a kitten, a very attractive kitten."

He narrowed his eyes and laughed.

The ghosts coaxed to his voice.

"Lost kitten, why did you find here?"

He leaned back on the backrest, holding the armrests with both hands, and lifted Erlang's legs, as if penetrating his soul, waiting for Ah Cheng to answer.

Ah Tang has the confidence given to him by the god, even if he knows that he can't beat him, he still holds his hands on his chest and stands still.

"I'm in the gods and want to investigate, do you know the cassette?"

He asked in a tender voice that didn't match his strong body.

"Cassette? Sorry, you're in the wrong place. We are here with love and justice. ”

The man smiled, "You're going to find the Mystery Box and go to the Black Swamp Club." ”

Now Ah Tang knew, he nodded: "Okay, okay, I know." Thank you very much! ”

With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Soon four fierce ghosts stood in front of Lan and blocked his way.

"Since you're here, won't you sit down with the kitten?"

"No, I have to rush home." Ah Tang licked his nose and turned around.

"That's not going to work, you injured one of my members, you have to give him an explanation before you can leave, right?" "And I have a problem. ”

"I heard that I have a salesman who went out last night and hasn't come back yet." He raised his eyes, "Is it related to you?" ”

"You said it was Lolo?"

"Do you even know her name?"

"He was hung up by me and bound by tortoiseshell."

Ah Tang's eyes flashed and he said excitedly.