Jiang Yun felt a lot more comfortable, and his body was warm up and down. He looked at Mingmei and wanted to kiss the corner of her lips.

The reason why he dared to do this was because he knew that she was behind him.

He turned his head and looked at Zang Cheng proudly, appreciating the surprised and frightened look on Zang Cheng's face with great satisfaction.

He sneered: "Look, Zang Shao, even the ghost was stolen by you from my dark abyss, what else do you have to say, did you just want those ghost things to suck the luck of the two of us dry, and then, let us die like those rich businessmen who bid with you?" You say you can't kill anyone, heh! You're too modest, murderous, you're an expert. ”

Zang Cheng was frightened.

Jiang Yun shattered his self-confidence and self-esteem little by little.

He only realized now what it was that was standing in front of him.

He jerked to his feet and ran towards the door.

He was going to get out of here, as long as he got out of the control of these two people, he believed that he would be able to find a way to save himself.

The door is shut.

Zang Cheng couldn't open it, not only that, he knocked on the door violently, and no one heard the outer door.

It's as if the whole world is dead, and it's just the three of them.

His heart was utterly terrified.

He used to think that he was the master of the world, and there was luck all over the place, so he just picked it up, but now he found out that it was not!

He's a frog at the bottom of a well.

Not only is the dark abyss not his, the ghosts are not his, but even these mysterious abilities are the first time he has encountered them.

He was drenched in cold sweat, but after years of ups and downs in the business world, he forced himself to calm down.

He said stiffly: "Jiang Shao, if you have something to say, you want luck, I will help you, I have a lot, as long as you open your mouth, I can help you get whoever you want, my ability can help you do a lot of things, the Jiang family now has a lot of voices against you, you just need to say, those people, I can solve them all." ”

The reason why he said this is that he has his own confidence.

He guessed that although Jiang Yun could deal with ghosts, the ability of ghosts to absorb luck was unique to him, and he didn't believe that Jiang Yun would.

If Jiang Yun would......

He shuddered at the thought of this.

Jiang Yun smiled, and he pointed to his head. "If you don't bother, I rely on my brain."

Zang Cheng's face darkened, is this a disgusting method to mock him?

Mingmei looked at the time, her little cutie was much better today than she thought.

It's almost time, it's time to wrap up.

She stood up and looked at Zang Cheng indifferently.

"How do you want to give luck to Jiang Yun, like this?"

She said slowly, her hand casually grabbing around, and a powerful force centered on Mingguang flew in all directions.

A fresh and free wind flew through the corners of the city with majestic power, and the depression and resentment that wrapped around the city suddenly dispersed, and the black gas was dispelled and evolved, and countless people who were on the verge of death seemed to have a chance to be reborn.

Jiang Yun only felt that he was transparent in front of the sunshine, and every cell in his body was purified, and the feeling was indescribable.

Zang Cheng was in unbearable pain, he only felt as if his body had been punched countless times, not to mention, he had been pricked with needles countless wounds, and what was even worse was that he felt that it was difficult for him to control the absorbed luck, the two balls of luck on his shoulders were beating wildly, and the luck that had not been completely swallowed and purified in it suddenly increased in strength, desperately trying to escape from the control of his luck.

He "poofed" and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mingmei looked at all this coldly, and after feeling what she needed, she grabbed her fingers slightly, and countless ghosts flew from all directions, gradually flying back upside down.

But for a moment.

The whole room was filled with oni again.

Those ghosts looked at each other and looked at Zang Cheng in a daze.

They were all sent out to absorb luck, and they didn't understand how they came back inexplicably.

Jiang Yun counted, and his eyes suddenly changed. "Hehe, more than 50 ghosts, each according to two, this is more than 20 people, now there are about ten people bidding with you, did you even harm their boss and vice president? Gee! Zang Shao really doesn't 'kill'."

Zang Cheng's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Mingmei incredulously.

I was shocked by the way she lifted weights.

There was despair in his eyes, but he still wanted to die and struggle.

"This ...... No, it's not mine, I don't know...... I don't know what they're about, maybe they'...... Maybe someone else's. ”

Mingmei withdrew her hand, her slightly flying hair was scattered, she looked at Zang Cheng with a staring eye, moved her fingers expressionlessly, and the coercion emanating from her body was overwhelming.

The ghosts were frightened and rushed to their master.

Zang Cheng was almost crazy, he clutched his chest, and retreated backwards while vomiting blood. "Don't come, don't come, I don't know you."

The ghosts didn't listen to them, they were about to be driven crazy by Mingmei, each of them drilled into Zang Cheng's arms like a cannonball, Zang Cheng was hit and hurt, and he hated to pinch one to death with one hand.

He was knocked to the ground, and more than fifty ghosts covered him densely, all of them trembling, hoping to get into Zang Cheng's body.

Zang Cheng was completely desperate.

For the first time in his life, he was so close to death.

Mingmei took a few steps forward and looked at him condescendingly. "These ghosts aren't yours?"

Zang Cheng struggled to show his face from the dense ghosts, looked at Mingmei in pain, coughed up a mouthful of donated blood, and said weakly: "No...... Not mine, I have nothing to do with them. ”

The ghost understood Zang Cheng's words this time, and the ghost showed a blank look on his face, but instinctively he was still attached to Zang Cheng's side, but he was no longer so reasonable.

A mocking smile on the corner of her bright lips. "Good!"

With a finger grabbing, a ghost floated in the air, as if it had been grasped by an invisible hand.

The ghost trembled and screamed miserably, as if it was beyond its limits with just one easy grasp.

Zang Cheng's eyes were firmly fixed on Mingmei, watching her every move, and quickly thinking of a way to escape.

However, he soon discovered a terrible fact, that is, not only the ghosts in Mingmei's hands were screaming, but all the ghosts were screaming, as if Mingmei's hands were pinching not one ghost, but countless ones.

This realization made Zang Cheng's heart like ashes.

Who the hell is she?

She is more powerful than ten hundred forest god sticks.

Mingmei looked at the struggling ghost, there was no trace of emotion in her eyes, her fingertips pinched slightly, and a golden light spit out from the ghost's mouth.