In a high-rise building not far from Assistant Yao's house.

In the large room, heavy red curtains hung down, covering all the windows tightly, except for a wall lamp in the corner, which emitted a dim light that barely illuminated the furnishings of the room.

A low, dark table is placed in the center of the room.

On the tabletop, there is a strange-looking Buddha statue, faintly flashing red.

A middle-aged man in a black robe, with his eyes slightly closed, his hands crossed on his chest, sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, is Dabang, who has a relationship with Lin Zhihui.

"This woman is really useless, she hasn't won it for so long. Dabang opened his eyes, anger welling up on his face, and he muttered to himself viciously.

Since that day Lin Zhihui ruined his plan, he has been deliberately trying to take revenge. Since he entered the industry, he has never encountered such a big setback, nor has he suffered such an insult, so after that departure, Dabang did not return to Thailand, but stayed, vowing to make Lin Zhihui pay a heavy price.

"Looks like that kid does have a few brushes. The red light on the statue faded and Dabang relaxed slightly, resting his hands flat on his knees, recalling his last failure. Seriously considering whether to strengthen the control of the woman.

"Hmph, when the time comes, your own woman will die, see if you kid can still be arrogant?" As if thinking of the picture of success, Dabang let out a burst of eerie laughter.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to get what you want. A crisp children's voice sounded abruptly in the room.

Dabang laughed for a moment, immediately pounced forward, rolled on the spot, and looked up, only to see a large and a small standing in front of the window.

The voice came from what seemed to be the fat doll floating in mid-air, with an undisguised mockery on its face. Next to him, there was a tall man, it was Lin Zhihui.

"It's good, it's mine. As soon as the candle flickered, he stood on the low table, reached out and picked up the strange Buddha statue, and said with a smile.

Dabang was startled, jumped up and pounced, as if he wanted to snatch back the Buddha statue, but was blocked by Lin Zhihui.

"I hate you as a rotten person behind your back. Lin Zhihui flew up and hit the door in the middle of the state.

Dabang snorted, stepped back sharply, stabilized his body slightly, and waved his hands vigorously in front of him, and immediately ignited a red flame.

As soon as the dark red flame appeared, it spread rapidly in all directions like flowing water.

At the same time, the light in the room became dimmer, the chirping of ghosts came from all directions, and the flames continued to surge, forming a human form, with teeth and claws, as if at any moment it could pounce and tear the enemy in front of it to pieces.

Dabang raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of malice, looking at Lin Zhihui with a shocked face, the corners of his mouth were provoked, and he let out a burst of eerie sneers.

At this time, in the room, the wind is gusting, the ghost fire is dancing, if you meet a timid guy, I am afraid that I will be scared to pee my pants on the spot, but Lin Zhihui and Candle Ying are indeed not afraid, the two of them get together, like a hillbilly who has just entered the city, looking up at the shocking scene in front of them comparable to a 3D blockbuster, and pointing and commenting from time to time.

"Oh, this one can have it. Candle Ying looked at the dark corner where the ghost fire loomed, shook her head and said, "This sound effect is well done, it greatly enhances the momentum of the attack, no matter what, let the enemy be afraid of the cold first, then it will lose its sharpness, and it can effectively weaken the enemy's combat power." ”

"It's really good. Lin Zhihui also nodded frequently, stretched out his hand to compare the approaching ghosts, and said critically, "This shape is a little insufficient, if there are three more holes on the face, the horror effect will definitely be doubled." ”

As he spoke, he also clapped his hands and said to Dabang, whose face was distorted: "The atmosphere is quite well rendered, as long as your performance can reach the average level, you can consider going to Tianqiao to perform." ”

A hideous smile froze at the corners of his mouth, Dabang's face was pale and pale, and his eyes were blazing, and he felt that he had been insulted and despised like never before.

"Damn, it's just too deceitful. Dabang let out a low cry, opened his mouth and spewed out a black smoke, and the dancing ghost immediately screamed, and his body suddenly stretched out, rushing towards the two of them.

Lin Zhihui and Candle Ying were still talking and laughing, not paying attention to Dabang's attack at all, counting the ghost shadow whistling in an instant, and three steps away from the two of them, it seemed to have hit something, stopped suddenly, and then collapsed and turned into sparks in the sky.

Dabang spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Cut, it's boring, it's not challenging at all. Candle Ying raised her head and yawned, stuffed the Buddha statue into her arms, and waved her hand at Lin Zhihui, "It's rare to meet such a weak chicken, just enough to use it for you to practice." ”

Hearing this, Lin Zhihui's eyes couldn't help but light up. He has now begun to absorb the second Divine Concentration Pill, because the control of the divine consciousness has also been significantly improved, Bi Jie taught him a move to use the divine sense to attack, and he is worried that there is no actual combat object, so he can take this opportunity to take it out and practice it.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhihui couldn't help but gear up and was eager to try.

Dabang, who was standing behind the flames, looked at the undisguised excitement on his face, Mo Ming felt a chill in his back, and an unprecedented sense of crisis rose from the bottom of his heart.

......

In the dimly lit space, the sound of ping-pong and the sound of flesh hitting the wall sounded from time to time.

Another jet of air grazed Dabang's thigh and sank into the wall, leaving a finger-thick circular hole.

Darbang panted and dodged left and right, trying to rush out of the room and escape, but was always stopped at the last minute.

Lin Zhihui's attacks were basically focused on the downhill road of Dabang, and the corners of Candle Ying's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but say to him: "This is a bit too much, I really can't see that you are such a shady guy." ”

Hearing such an evaluation, Lin Zhihui couldn't help but blush slightly, and he was embarrassed to argue that he was actually aiming at the upper three roads, so he had to pretend not to hear it, and focus more on controlling his strength and gradually improving the accuracy of his attacks.

I don't know how long it took, Dabang was already panting like a cow, sweating, like a tired old dog, barely dodging Lin Zhihui's attack.

Lin Zhihui finally barely reached his goal, and he was basically able to hit wherever he pointed and controlled the error rate to a minimum. At this time, Dabang's body was already scarred, and blood was bubbling out one by one.

"Alright, stop playing, let's call it a day. Candle Ying clapped her two little hands and turned her head to float towards the window, "By the way, just be light, just break your limbs, don't forget to give him a breath." ”