"One hundred and ninety-eight, one hundred and ninety-nine, two hundred."

Following the girl's prompt and counting the steps, Cheng Hai walked all the distance. When I looked up again, a toilet suddenly appeared in the originally empty place.

"Impossible to prevent......

Cheng Hai sighed, and was about to follow the process step by step, but suddenly felt uncomfortable.

It seems like a lot of people are staring at him......

"That's not right!"

He paused, remembering what the Pavilion Master had said, conflicting with the girl's description.

Although there are many shops in Deceased Street, there is only one store of each type, which is a monopoly.

And the owner of the Immortal Pavilion is in charge of the sale of spiritual objects on the entire street, so he can't even remember the layout of this place wrongly. If he hadn't lied to himself, the only problem could have been that girl!

It's just that killing people is not allowed on the street of the afterlife, so even if the girl is pointing the way, what is the picture?

Taking a step back vigilantly, Cheng Hai tried to recall the girl's face, but he couldn't remember it clearly. The only impression was a faint flash of red in her eyes when she showed the way......

"Fuck you, little love!"

Cheng Hai was excited, and his back couldn't help but feel a chill.

He finally knew why he had a familiar feeling!

Although her appearance has changed, the cowardice when accosting and the calmness when guiding the way are completely two personalities, and he should have thought of it a long time ago!

As Cheng Hai woke up, the surrounding environment also changed.

He was standing in the center of the octagonal square, and the owners of many of the temporary stalls were watching him with interest. In front of it, there is a statue of the owner of the Dead Street......

"Gollum ......"

Cheng Hai subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

It's no wonder that he always feels that there are people around him, it turns out that there are people around him all the time.

It's true that he can't kill people on Afterlife Street, but if he dares to shoot at the owner of Afterlife Street......

The human heart is still as sinister as ever, but fortunately he didn't put on the wizard's mask when he came in.

"Are you in trouble?"

The person who spoke was a beautiful woman, tall and tall, with burgundy hair, exuding a queen's temperament.

"No, thank you."

Just been plotted by Xiao Ai, where did Cheng Hai dare to appreciate it, took out the wooden sign to pray, and ran away.

At least he wouldn't be here again until he had the means to deal with the spirits.

"Strange people ......"

The cold and arrogant woman narrowed her eyes, but she still didn't take the initiative to take care of this idle matter after all.

Just then, a voice came from behind her.

"Please...... Can you do me a favor? ”

The arrogant woman turned her head, and a girl was grabbing the corner of her clothes, pitiful.

……

"I'm back!"

Cheng Hai took a picture of the bank card, panting.

"What's wrong with you?" Fan Jiang was very puzzled.

Cheng Hai waved his hand, swallowed his coffee with difficulty, and said with difficulty: "Don't say it, I almost died." ”

"There will still be dead people?" Fan Jiang was interested.

"It's hard to put into words."

Cheng Hai shook his head and ran into the toilet.

After all, he suffered the loss of lack of knowledge, and regarded the illusion of the ghost as a problem in the street of the afterlife, so that he forgot to try to use the external detachment from the body.

"The pace of improvement has to be accelerated."

The fists are not hard, and you have to cover your cheeks wherever you go.

As soon as Cheng Hai finished the formalities, he took Fan Jiang to the nearby martial arts club.

The artist hasn't heard a word yet, and he'll have to eat all the useful stuff before the transformation is over!

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" The young lady at the front desk asked politely.

"I don't have a reservation, just give me the biggest venue possible." Cheng Haidao.

"No, the best." Fan Jiang interjected.

has lived for hundreds of years, and he is also a quality person.

"Wait a minute, I'm helping you with your inquiries."

The front desk clicked a few times on the computer, looked up and smiled: "The No. 1 venue is still empty, the price per hour is 500, do you want to rent it?" ”

"That's it."

After paying the deposit, a staff member immediately stepped forward and led the two to the venue.

After the two left, a group of people got out of the elevator behind them, talking and laughing and walking towards the venue.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" The young lady at the front desk asked politely.

"Oh, Field One." The leader smiled.

"I'm sorry, but Venue 1 is already being used." The front desk said apologetically.

"Feng Yi, what's going on?"

The leader straightened his face and looked at the person behind him.

"Long Shao, yesterday wasn't an exam, I forgot about it when I got busy." The man named Feng Yi looked nervous.

"Sir, our second venue is also empty, and the venue configuration is the same." The front desk lady smiled professionally.

"No! We use this venue every time we come, but I'm worried that Senior Sister Youzhu won't get used to it. ”

Long Shao's tone was very resolute, he took out his identity card, and said to the front desk: "My name is Long Yiyang, my father is Long Yuanhang of Longtian Group, and I also know your boss." Do you think you can give me a face and let them change venues? ”

Longtian Group is an electronic company that started in Hagihai City, with a large scale, ranking among the top 20 in the country, and has a great influence in Hagihai City.

The front desk lady stiffened, but still insisted: "This ...... Please understand, sir, this is not in accordance with our regulations. ”

Long Yiyang's face turned blue, and he snorted coldly: "Forget it, I don't expect you." ”

Then, with a move, a group of people poured into the stadium with great momentum, and the security guards failed to stop them.

……

In the venue, Cheng Hai was warming up.

"Are you sure you don't want the 150,000?" Fan Jiang asked.

"Don't regret it, wouldn't I be very faceless?" Cheng Hai smiled.

Fan Jiang has a good personality, mainly because he is not easy to die, but he can be a friend.

"Okay."

Fan Jiang stretched his waist and said, "Then how do you fight?" Point to end or not cripple and not stop? ”

Cheng Hai: "......"

It's really a shame.

"Rest assured, it won't really be crippled. I have a friend in the Free Federation who can help you get a new hand, if you die, of course...... Then I can think of a way too. ”

Fan Jiang also smiled and continued: "Of course, there are some sequelae. ”

Yes, the things that the system can't solve are solved by Fan Jiang.

"Forget it." Cheng Hai waved his hand.

Although I once had fantasies about this immortal form, I still had some rejection of creatures like zombie undead after all.

"Then let's fight by the standard of not getting out of bed for a month."

Cheng Hai was throbbing in place, and the bones in his body made a clicking sound.

"Yes." Fan Jiangdao.

"By the way, if my offense works, remember to react." Cheng Hai made another request.

"Huh? React? Fan Jiang didn't understand.

He can control the strength, but to react, is it to let him play a fake match?

It's not in the spirit of the competition.

"Old stiff, think about it."

Cheng Hai grabbed his shoulders and said casually: "Your life is so long, you always have to try new things." You can still play games today, and when you get tired of playing and want to pursue your dream in the entertainment industry, won't this acting skill be used? You can't let me fight with the iron alone, can you? ”

Fan Jiang pondered for a long time, and then nodded and said, "Makes sense." ”

Just when the two were about to reach a consensus, the door of the venue was suddenly pushed open, and Long Yiyang walked in with a fierce attitude.