The paper people's laughter gradually disappeared from their faces, they turned their heads stiffly, and their bright red lips were not even bright red, but had a sickly white.

"How is it?~ I'm surprised!

Zhuang Wen smiled sadly, and the black air on his body swirled, which was indescribable excitement!

For the five paper figures, this is not excitement, but horror!

It was supposed to be a game of cat and mouse, but now that the mice are gone, they have become other cats and mice!

These five paper figures are just simple evil things, but Zhuang Wen is a real ghost, and he even has a ghost token in his hand!

It's a game that's destined to be one-sided!

After Zhuang Wen circled around the five trembling paper figures, an evil voice sounded in the ears of the paper figures.

"Next, let's play a game! This game is called who runs slowly! Who dies!

Zhuang Wen's voice was hoarse and long, and his gloomy smile made people's scalp tingle!

This game?

It's so cruel!

The expressions of the paper people were stunned!

But Zhuang Wen was not stunned, and thousands of wisps of black qi directly pulled a male paper figure closest to him.

"I can't eat people, it's good to taste what paper people taste!

The male paper man struggled frantically, but the sharp corners of his slashing like chopping vegetables were completely useless under the black gas!

Zhuang Wen's black qi pulled the paper figure directly over and swallowed it in one gulp!

"This taste!tskt, interesting!桀桀~"

Zhuang Wen found that he became more and more perverted after becoming a ghost, and all the feelings of people, all the joys, angers and disgusts were eaten away by the resentment in his heart.

What these people have is gradually leaving him!

He's getting more and more like a ghost!

"This feeling is like crazy!桀桀桀~Why am I so happy?桀桀桀~"

The four paper figures seemed to be stupefied by this scene, and it was not until Zhuang Wen laughed out loud for the second time that the four paper men began to flee like madmen.

A newspaper reporter passing by the corner of the police station in the distance heard the laughter and quickly approached the alley where the laughter was coming from.

Li Shiwen is an entertainment reporter, and he was originally going to secretly film the scandal of the "diva" Zhang Tianyun today, but unfortunately he was empty.

But it seems that God has taken him a lot, this is obviously someone doing something interesting in the laneway, and the number of clicks for this kind of thing is generally not bad!

He walked lightly to the corner of the alleyway, and even avoided the light to drop his shadow to the ground.

But as soon as he stretched out his head, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

A sickly paper figure with a big red mouth looked frightened, and ran out of the alleyway in a volley, slamming it into his face.

He hurriedly dodged, but was half a minute slower.

A warm liquid slid down his face, and pain followed.

But he was in no mood to care about his face at all, so he hurriedly took out his camera, and whether he took it or not, he took three consecutive photos of the back of the paper man.

After taking the photo, Li Shiwen said to himself with palpitations.

"What the hell is this!"

"Of course it's a paper man! It's not a ghost! I'm a ghost!"

A cold and hoarse voice came from behind Li Shiwen, and without waiting for him to turn around, he put his hand on his shoulder.

For a moment, his mind went blank uncontrollably.

He could see every detail, but he couldn't even move a finger!

The whole person was slumped on the ground!

Suddenly, he felt something extremely cold licking at his wounds!

A cold breath came from the wound, and his whole body seemed to freeze!

"Is this the taste of human blood?

That inexplicable thing seems to be judging his blood!

Li Shiwen thought subconsciously.

"It's a pity!Can't eat people!Roar~"

A disgruntled voice came from behind him, followed by the release of the hand on his shoulder.

A black shadow chased in the direction of the paper man just now!

And Li Shiwen's body was weak and fell to the ground!

He tried to gasp for air, but he couldn't!

That breath was like stuck in my throat!

And the body seemed to react with fear at this time, and couldn't stop trembling!

Li Shiwen felt that he couldn't breathe, and it wasn't until more than ten seconds of fear had passed that he regained his breathing!

"Inhale~exhale~inhale~exhale~"

After half a day, Li Shiwen had a little strength and barely supported himself against the wall.

"What~ what the hell!"

The night was still dark, and the remaining four paper figures were running frantically!

Behind them, Zhuang Wen chased after them unhurriedly.

"Tsk, it's an addictive fear! It's really addictive!

Zhuang Wen's black qi around him showed an extremely excited rhythm and jumped!

"It's a pity, compared to fear, I want to eat you!

Zhuang Wen's black qi surged and swept up the paper figure at the back, his ghost body pulled out a hole, and the struggling paper figure was directly filled in.

"It's delicious!~"

Zhuang Wen licked the lips of only half of his face and smiled maniacally.

"It's a pity that one of you is still alive!"

Zhuang Wen turned into black gas and chased after him!

The remaining three paper figures are running frantically, the way of heaven is good reincarnation, who is God bypassing!

The paper people who used to play Hei Lao Jiu are now being played by Zhuang Wen!

"Run, you can only live one!Do you think this game is too fun!~"

Zhuang Wen's hoarse voice kept echoing behind the paper man, like a talisman urging life!

One paper figure after another, under the urging of Zhuang Wen, was swallowed by Zhuang Wen!

Until the last one!

It's a female paper figure!

It was looking at Zhuang Wen with frightened eyes at this time.

"I really want to eat you!"

Zhuang Wen stretched out his slender tongue and gently licked the paper man's cheek.

The paper figure didn't dare to move, but kept trembling.

"It's a pity! I can't! I still have to control myself! Why can't I do whatever I want when I am a ghost! It's really uncomfortable! Roar~"

Zhuang Wen withdrew his tongue and roared with a little regret.

Endless black qi emerged from Zhuang Wen's body, turning into a cage-like shroud and enveloping the paper man.

The remaining paper figure didn't even dare to move, so it was put into a cage made of black gas by Zhuang Wen!

In the duty room of the Weinan City Public Security Bureau, after Lin Yisheng and the others watched Zhuang Wen leave, they quietly waited for Zhuang Wen's news.

Especially Hei Lao Jiu, he most hopes that Zhuang Wen can complete the task quickly, as long as Zhuang Wen comes back, it means that his danger has disappeared!

"Ji Ji ~ are waiting for me?"

Zhuang Wen's unique hoarse tone sounded, accompanied by his weird laughter.

With laughter, a black gas flew in from the window.

"It's been a long time, everyone!

"Where's the paper man?"

Seeing that Zhuang Wen had nothing in his hands, Lin Yisheng frowned and asked.