"Ahem, there's no way the two of them will join forces with you." The old man rolled his eyes, and his brown pupils became cloudy.

Fang Shiming skimmed the two people on the left, and it was indeed as the old man said, the two of them both lowered their heads and didn't speak, as if they hadn't heard anything.

"Wen Zhong, it doesn't matter if the two of them don't participate, you can use this to exchange with the two of them for some props that can fight against powerful ghosts, if it doesn't work, you will slaughter them." Fang Shiming said lightly and handed over the wooden box sent by the beard to Wen Zhong.

"Aware of a problem with the box? No wonder you were so decisive. The old man straightened up, ignoring Wen Zhong, his cloudy eyes were always staring at Fang Shiming.

"Does your ability have anything to do with your sight? Could it be that you still want to stare at me with your eyes? Fang Shiming scoffed.

"Hehe, if you can kill people with your eyes, you will know if you try." The old man's cloudy eyes began to become clear, and a figure was gradually reflected.

The corners of Fang Shiming's mouth outlined a sneer, and he chose the old man as the target of peeping.

Fang Shiming's puppet is still a powerful ghost, and the supernatural power is not strong enough, so it can't be like a killer fly, and the whole puppet sneaks into the ghost domain.

But Fang Shiming literally disappeared from the old man's field of vision, and the old man's upcoming attack lost its target.

"Ghost Domain?" The old man was a little surprised, there were very few ghost riders in the ghost domain, but today he actually met two at once.

"Forget it, let's shake hands and make peace! Team up against those two girls. The old man turned to look at the two women who were staring at Wen Zhong with wide eyes.

"You can't do that!" Before Fang Shiming could agree, the woman who had sneered before was excited.

Fang Shiming took out the dinner knife and compared it with the dinner knife here, and found that there was not much difference.

"Tsk." Fang Shiming pursed the corners of his lips, put down the knife, took out his pistol, walked up to the old man, and shot at the old man's eyes.

The golden bullet hit the old man's eye, but it didn't penetrate it, but it was bounced away.

"Hmm, you goddamn imp!" The old man's attack was again forced to stop, hunched over his eyes that had been hit, and let out a scream of pain.

Wisps of blood spilled from the old man's eyes, then from his fingers, and dripped to the ground. The bullet seemed to have played a little role and injured the old man, but it didn't play a big role, and the old man was not seriously injured.

The old man should have mastered two ghosts, one of which can withstand all kinds of attacks, and the other is killing people through sight.

The ghost domain can restrain the old man and make him unable to lock on to the target with his sight, but the simple ghost domain cannot cause effective damage to the old man, but he has to worry about the revival of the ghost.

So those two women didn't dare to confront the old man, but they should have been misled by the old man, and they definitely didn't dare to confront Fang Shiming in the future.

In the bright hall, Fang Shiming stood beside the old man, calmly leaving one bloody handprint after another on him.

The old man didn't seem to know about Fang Shiming's existence at all, and every pore on his body was exuding a thick malice, covering one eye and scanning the hall.

These two women were not afraid at all, even calmer than those who were in the same camp as me, the ghost covered his ears and couldn't detect their fear at all, neither Fang Shiming nor the old man could make them feel afraid? What's behind this?

Fang Shiming opened his mouth and said: "I don't want to join forces with me to kill this old man, and I don't want to take the wooden box, you have to give me a reason not to kill you, right?" ”

"Here, all the people you killed will come back to you at night." The calm woman who persuaded the sneering woman spoke, and her words made her scalp tingle.

"Elaborate." After Fang Shiming left seven bloody handprints on the old man's body, the curse broke out.

The old man felt this supernatural attack, put down the hand covering his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on Wen Zhong, and then he was shot again by Fang Shiming.

"After using the ability to resist an attack once, you immediately use the ability to kill people with your sight, so as to balance the spirits of the two powerful ghosts? Do you want to fight a protracted battle with me? Fang Shiming quickly analyzed the old man's meaningless behavior.

"Why don't I kill him, and you and the two of them play?" Wen Zhong said.

"Okay, be careful." Fang Shiming kicked the old man next to Wen Zhong.

"Hey, you two think I'm joking?" The calm woman is a little uncalm.

"Are you kidding, I'll know tonight, but if you don't take this wooden box, maybe we'll meet again tonight?" Fang Shiming's body began to seep blood, this was the third kind of supernatural he showed, but the two women were still not afraid.

The killerflies were also staring at them, and they were where they were, not secretly using the ghost domain to escape.

"It's possible to see each other again, but it's not clear who sees whom." The sneering woman stood up and confronted Fang Shiming-for-tat.

"Wu Blood?" Fang Shiming tilted his head and asked, the pistol was aimed directly at the sneering woman and emptied the magazine.

This kind of inexplicable double standard is very strange, the two of them are soft on the old man and the three of them, so that the old man is very disdainful of them, but he is tough in the face of the stronger Fang Shiming, which makes Fang Shiming unable to come to the stage.

"What?" The sneering woman frowned, she dodged the bullet with the ghost domain, but she didn't fight back, because Fang Shiming seemed to have recognized the wrong person, and she felt that there was room for negotiation.

As for being shot a few times, he was not injured anyway, so he didn't think it happened.

"Smack." The old man was torn flesh and smashed on the table of the two women, Wen Zhong wiped the blood on his face, and said, "This old man is very difficult to kill." ”

"What's the matter, splashing your blood?" Fang Shiming glanced at him.

"No, I'm hungry." Wen Zhong looks honest and honest, but it brings a stronger sense of oppression.

"He's dead, their squad is gone, the ghosts who followed him have completed their mission, and the wooden box is useless." The calm woman pulled the sneering woman back to her seat and said.

"I'm curious why you know so much stuff." Fang Shiming noticed that the color of the two goddesses had changed a little, and he seemed to be afraid of Wen Zhong.

"Naturally, it's because someone bet on us, what? You guys don't know anything? The calm woman asked rhetorically.

This explanation is reasonable, but Fang Shiming still wants to kill them.

"Okay, if you pass the test, we'll divide the rest of the food according to the head?" Although Fang Shiming was in a consultative tone, he directly started serving the food.

"Yes." The calm woman nodded, and waited for Fang Shiming to finish choosing before taking the rest of the dishes away.

"Hurry up and eat, we'll pack it and take it away when we're done." Fang Shiming urged, it seemed that something bad would happen later.