"Since they're all ghosts, what am I afraid of?"

Zhang Fan immediately stopped his steps to escape, turned around and looked at the illusory figure that had just appeared not far away,

I saw that after the strong man got up, he stood in place without any movement.

After a long time, as if disturbed by the constant scolding of the surrounding crowd, he turned his head around and looked around, as if he didn't know that he was dead.

For a moment, the strong man ghost seemed to hear the crowd around him scolding him.

Immediately, a fierce color appeared on the illusory face, and he shouted and cursed,

While scolding, he waved his hand to signal the crowd to disperse.

But no one paid attention to him, and the crowd around him still turned a blind eye to the chatter and curse him.

And that insult seemed to anger the ghost of the strong man,

After a roar, he raised his fist and rushed into the crowd.

However, the moment the illusory hand touched the bodies of the people around him, the strong man ghost let out a terrible scream, covered his hands and quickly retreated

I saw that the illusory palm seemed to be lit by an invisible flame, and it became a little lighter.

Looking at the changes in my hands, and the indescribable pain,

At this time, the strong man ghost Buddha remembered something, and slowly turned his head to look behind him in disbelief

At this glance, it was as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body began to tremble.

After a long while, he staggered to the ground one by one, and let out a burst of screams of grief......

When he saw the strong man die just now, Zhang Fan was very happy in his heart.

But at this time, infected by the scream, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel sad,

"When I first died, I was afraid that it was like this."

"Now that they're all dead, let go of all those hatreds."

"Hmm... Hmm

At this time, the police came late with an ambulance.

The crowd watching the excitement was also dispersed by the police who had just arrived,

Then a cordon was pulled around it.

Several men in white coats pointed at the body before they were ready to carry it to the ambulance with the help of the police.

Seeing that his body was about to be carried away in an ambulance, the strong man's ghost got up in a hurry to stop him.

However, it was all in vain, and the illusory body couldn't even get too close to the police.

In this way, I could only watch my body being lifted into the ambulance and walking away.

Shortly after the ambulance left, several police officers finished recording, leaving one person to guard the scene, and the others left one after another.

The surroundings are finally quiet......

"You just died like that?"

"I hope the police uncle can catch the murderer as soon as possible and avenge me......"

The strong man looked in the direction the ambulance had left from afar, and fell into deep thought......

Suddenly, a hand slapped on the shoulder of the strong man's ghost,

The strong man ghost was startled, and then turned his head to look.

I saw an illusory arm as illusory as himself on his shoulder, and along the direction of the arm, an illusory and somewhat familiar face appeared in the eyes of the illusory strong man

In a moment, he already thought about who the owner of this face was.

"That's not the kid who was killed by himself in the afternoon, how could he be here."

Thinking of this, the strong man's ghost expression gradually became fierce, staring at Zhang Fan and shouting, "Boy, are you looking for death?" ”

"I'm looking for death? Didn't you realize that we were all dead and ghosts? ”

Zhang Fan said indifferently:

"I was afraid of you when I was alive, and I was afraid of you when I was dead, but you killed me again?"

That strong man was not a reasonable person when he was alive, how could he be reasonable when he died?

Listening to Zhang Fan's slightly disdainful tone, the strong man ghost was immediately furious, and smashed his fist directly on Zhang Fan's illusory cheek.

Zhang Fan was instantly stunned,

"Damn, look at your poor appearance when you die, Lao Tzu is kind and kind to comfort you, but before you say this, you gave a punch, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

While thinking that Zhang Fan was not to be outdone, he threw a punch and smashed it into the face of the strong man's ghost,

The two illusory bodies are just like this, you punch me and I punch back and forth......

The strange thing is that every time Zhang Fan punches out, the body of the strong man ghost will become a little lighter, and the power of the strong man ghost's punch will weaken with the gradually fading body.

The two ghosts who were fighting the 'fierce' anomaly did not notice the changes in their bodies at this time.

It wasn't until Zhang Fan punched the strong man's ghost out several meters away that the two sides stopped.

Looking at the strong man who was knocked away by his own punch, Zhang Fan was a little surprised.

"It stands to reason that the strong man was strong when he was alive, and he shouldn't be bad when he dies, but how can he be punched away by himself? Moreover, seeing that the strong man's ghost lying on the ground looked very weak, even the illusory body had faded a little, and it should not be pretending. ”

"Could it be related to the cultivation that the ghost cha said??"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but look down at his body, but he didn't find anything wrong.

After a long while, the strong man's ghost seemed to have just recovered, struggled to sit up, and pointed at Zhang Fan with some unconvincing and shouted: "You kid must have used a trick, don't cheat, let's come again." ”

"Coming back?"

"Big brother, look at your current appearance first, do you really want to fight?" Staring at the strong man ghost on the ground, Zhang Fan's tone was a little proud.

In the past, Zhang Fan had to take a detour when he saw a strong man, but now, he was punched away, and he didn't seem to be able to stand up, so he could only sit, which made Zhang Fan a little proud.

After listening to Zhang Fan's words, the strong man ghost bowed his head and was silent, it seemed that it was difficult to accept the attempt of being knocked down by the thin boy in front of him,

Moreover, not long ago, it was the same teenager who stabbed himself to death with a knife.

Seeing that the strong man ghost did not reply, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, then walked in front of the strong man ghost, stretched out a hand and said: "Since everyone is dead and you have been punished, let him pass the previous hatred, hurry up, the ghost will come to detain your soul in a while!" ”

Hearing Zhang Fan speak, the strong man's ghost face was full of struggle,

After a long time, it seemed that he had just figured out something, so he slowly stretched out his hand and motioned for Zhang Fan to pull himself up......

Zhang Fan just grabbed the strong man's hand and was about to pull him up......

A huge suction force suddenly came from Zhang Fan's palm, and I saw that the ghost of the strong man, which was already even more illusory, became transparent at an extremely fast speed at this time, and let out a terrible howl......

Seeing this, Zhang Fan hurriedly let go in a panic, but the huge suction force in the palm of his hand did not stop because of this, but became more powerful.

It wasn't until the strong man's ghost completely turned into nothingness and disappeared that this huge suction force gradually stopped.

Zhang Fan couldn't understand everything that was happening in front of him at all, and he couldn't speak for a long time with his mouth open......

At this time, at the position of Zhang Fan's palm, a thick black qi was surging down his arm to his lower abdomen......