"What time can it be, or the old time, do it at midnight? But since Mr. Jiang is here, I won't go, I'm afraid to see that doll in his house......" The man seemed to have some lingering feelings about Mr. Jiang.

I also get goosebumps when I hear it, I've seen a lot of them. I've seen ghost dolls a few times, but I've never heard of this kind of ghost, let alone seen it.

But fortunately, this phone call was not revealed, and I also knew the general details of Mr. Jiang, and I also knew what time he was going to come over, and with these messages, I was almost relieved.

After hanging up the phone, I was still in the mood to sleep for a while, and I didn't get up until the afternoon. Low Yang Taba.

The old cat is weak and hasn't gotten up yet, and Rhubarb is a sleep maniac. I don't want to wake them up. began to think about how to deal with this Mr. Jiang at night.

Since Mr. Jiang's main magic weapon is a little ghost, then in fact, as long as you want to understand what the little ghost is afraid of, there are a lot of them in the boy's urine refrigerator, it should be said that although the little ghost is a magical species with a psychic physique, but it should also be afraid of these pure and yang things, plus the obsidian dagger on my body month by month, the red rope of the old cat, no matter how I think about it, I feel that this little ghost has no chance of winning.

But the only thing worth worrying about is that this is the first time we've encountered such a thing, so there are a lot of variables, and if there is any emergency, it will catch us a little off guard.

The old cat didn't get up until about seven o'clock in the evening, and I saw that his complexion was much better, indicating that there was nothing too big a problem with yesterday's knife.

The old cat gave me a look. "How?" he asked. I think I heard you calling during the day? ”

I was shocked by the old cat's ears, because I still kept my voice down at the time. I didn't expect this to escape the ears of the old cat.

I said, "It was another killer who called the little killer, and his phone was held by me, by the way, I tricked him into telling him to let Mr. Jiang do it directly, so it was about one o'clock tonight,"

"Mr. Jiang, is that the man in the hoodie?" The old cat asked.

I nodded and said, "To deal with the little ghost, do you want us to prepare something?" ”

The old cat shook his head and said, "I don't think so, don't forget." You are now the character who devoured the Flame Pearl, and it is estimated that that little ghost is no match for you, no matter how powerful he is. ”

I smiled, a little embarrassed.

The old cat frowned and said: "But I always feel that this Mr. Jiang's identity is a bit unusual, it shouldn't be a killer trained by Mr. Feng Ming, after all, the characters who can control the little ghost have some skills, and this Mr. Jiang is obviously not treated the same as other killers." ”

I nodded, remembering what He Kui said, Mr. Feng Ming gave him a Cadillac when Mr. Jiang just came over, and the relationship between them can be seen.

"Don't worry, we'll know when we see it at night." I said.

The old cat nodded, shouted rhubarb, and began to prepare to deal with Mr. Jiang at night.

Based on my previous meetings with Mr. Jiang, I always felt that people like Mr. Jiang had a very high opinion of himself, and even if he faced a few of us alone, he would definitely not disdain to plot and assassinate, but would fight head-on.

The idea came mainly from the provocative gesture he made to me under the window last night, and basically the people who dared to do it were some people who were full of confidence.

Sure enough, at one o'clock in the middle of the night, a familiar figure appeared downstairs.

Dressed in a black hoodie and a hat, he hides his face in the shadows, typical of an assassin, but he is not a real killer, but a master of raising little ghosts.

Mr. Jiang walked to the downstairs of our apartment so openly.

I saw him beckoning to us, and it turned out that he meant to let us go down.

This action made me want to laugh for no reason, is this guy really so arrogant? Think he can kill the three of us alone?

The old cat also sneered, lit a cigarette himself, and said, "It seems that he doesn't want to do anything with us in the apartment?" ”

"But what if you do it outside and someone else sees it?" I asked hurriedly.

The old cat shook his head and said, "No, the little ghost should be invisible, and ordinary people's eyes can't see it." ”

I frowned and said, "But what about the demon fire on my body?" ”

The old cat sighed and said, "I don't know about this, let it be fate...... Wipe the cow's tears, go down, don't let him think we're afraid of him. ”

Rhubarb and I hurriedly followed the old cat downstairs, this time the assassination was like a meeting, and Mr. Jiang outside was no longer angry. Looking down from the upper floor, the environment in the community can be said to be clear at a glance, and there is no worry about someone ambushing behind Mr. Jiang.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, there are basically no wild cats and dogs in the community, and if there is no big movement, there is no worry that someone will suddenly break it. The three of us walked slowly downstairs to the apartment as if we were going to go downstairs for supper at night.

Mr. Jiang stood under the street lamp in the community, very calm, without the slightest panic.

When we walked over, he said slowly, "Coming? ”

Sure enough, it was a Yunnan accent, the voice was not harsh, and it was not too rough, and it was even a little polite.

As he spoke, he took off the hood he had been wearing, and I could see one of his faces.

Typical square face, with gray hair, but he was only a little over thirty years old, and could not be too old.

Small eyes, very bright, but very small, making people feel as if he has his eyes closed.

What's funny is that this guy actually has a mouth with upturned lips, and when he speaks, it makes people feel like he's smiling, but he doesn't, and there is a hint of murderous intent in his small eyes.

"Mr. Jiang?" I asked tentatively, which was to give him a dismount.

Sure enough, Mr. Jiang didn't expect that after a hurried meeting last night, we found out his background, he was stunned for a moment, then calmed down, nodded, and said, "Hello." ”

Very strange opening, if you don't know, I thought we were old friends reunited.

The old cat warily pointed to Mr. Jiang's trouser leg and said, "Be careful, he may do it at any time." ”

It was only then that I saw the scene behind Mr. Jiang through the dim street lamp shining above his head.

I saw that behind his two legs, there was a child who was probing his brain, this child was completely black, it looked like a small clay figure, his arms and neck were surprisingly thin, but his head was about the same size as an adult, this child's eyes were blue, quite transparent, no pupils, no whites of the eyes, all blue, I couldn't see if he was looking at me, but I guessed that he should be watching us.

This is the first time I have seen a little ghost, as soon as I see a little ghost, my whole body is terrified, and there is an instinctive sense of resistance in my body, and even I can feel that the demon fire on my body is beginning to burn.

"That's really the case......" Mr. Jiang didn't make a move, but let out a strange sigh.

"Which one?" I was a little stupid and didn't know the meaning of Mr. Jiang's words.

Mr. Jiang smiled slightly and said, "You should be Lin Yang?" The person who stabbed Mr. Feng Ming three times, that's you, right? ”

I became more and more vigilant, as if facing a great enemy, nodded and said, "It's me." ”

Mr. Jiang suddenly took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Very good, then I will meet you!" ”

Before the words fell, Mr. Jiang was already like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards me!

I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to say that he would do it, and he didn't give me any chance to react at all, and he was polite one second, and immediately turned his face the next second.

I was really shocked by this change.

Fortunately, after some training, I am not a fuel-efficient lamp, and before Mr. Jiang's fist can be stretched out, I have already begun to fight back, and the short punch is like a dragon, slashing towards Mr. Jiang's forearm!

The two fists intersected, and at this moment, I instantly felt that Mr. Jiang's arm was very hard, very strong, and fast, and even Mr. Feng Ming was already between him!