The speed of that ghost shadow was extremely fast, but Jiang Linxian's speed was not slow.

With a thorny blood whip in one hand and a blood-colored ghost stick in the other, he stood at the gate of the apartment building's wall and stopped the ghost.

When the ghost saw Jiang Linxian's obstruction, he stopped.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Linxian asked, his eyes looking up and down at the ghosts in front of him.

The ghost creature has yellow hair and is extremely slender. His shoulders were arched, his neck was shrunk down, and he looked like a street thug.

"You ask me?" The yellow-haired ghost thing glanced at Jiang Linxian in front of him, and smiled strangely: "You're new, right?" Don't even know me? ”

Jiang Linxian stared at him, Mrs. Hu had ordered, he couldn't let people outside in, he didn't dare to relax in any way.

"No matter who you are, strangers are not allowed to enter the Happiness Apartment." Jiang Linxian said.

When the yellow-haired ghost thing heard this, he suddenly had a hair, and the ghost on his body appeared from behind: "Boy, you dare to stop me without asking who I am." ”

"In this whole ghost street, who doesn't know my Huang Damao?"

"How dare you stop me! Is it looking for death? ”

Hazard level.

Jiang Linxian looked at the ghost qi emitted from his body, and immediately smiled.

This level, he is still not false, and immediately reminded: "Give you three seconds to leave, otherwise I don't care if you are Huang Jimao, even if Huang Bamao comes, I won't let you in." ”

That yellow hair's temper is not small, and when he heard that Jiang Linxian didn't take him seriously, he was immediately angry, and he was about to pounce on him.

Jiang Linxian's left hand whip was thrown out directly and hit him directly on the shoulder.

A plume of black smoke suddenly rose from his shoulder.

Immediately after, Jiang Linxian rushed forward, and the blood-colored ghost stick fell, hitting him directly on the head.

Huang Damao's head immediately sunken.

At present, he is already at the dangerous level, and with the bonus of the blood ghost, his strength is already good.

And there is also an orange weapon - the Thorn Blood Whip in hand, which is more than enough to deal with ghosts below the horror level.

Even if Huang Damao in front of him was in the late stage of the dangerous level, he was vulnerable in his eyes.

Huang Damao was blinded by Jiang Linxian's two blows.

The rat on the other side is only in the early stage of the danger level, how can it have such strength?

Could it be my delusion?

He was still stunned, and Jiang Linxian's thorny blood whip fell again and threw it on his face.

Huang Damao immediately retreated to the outside of the courtyard of the apartment building.

"Boy! You have a kind of, even I dare to fight, next time I will bring a ghost to clean you up! ”

With that, he turned and trotted away.

Jiang Linxian said that he was very sorry, he still wanted to arrest him, and then use the ghost sucking skill to absorb some ghost power.

However, the yellow-haired ghost ran too fast, and he didn't take advantage of the opportunity.

Looking at the courtyard without a gate, Jiang Linxian was a little puzzled, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was redundant.

If these ghosts outside the street want to get in, whether there is a door or not, it's actually pretty much the same, unless there are rules and regulations.

Back at the security booth, the radio on the table was still broadcasting.

The young night watchman struck away the yellow-haired boy who was trying to break in three times, and returned to the security booth again, where he seemed to have nothing to do...... Zizi Zi ......"

Jiang Linxian didn't bother to pay attention to the radio anymore.

Carefully watching every move outside.

The ghosts on the streets are constantly flowing.

Ghosts come and go.

A short time later, a middle-aged man walked towards the apartment building.

Jiang Linxian took the weapon and walked out of the security booth again.

"It seems that another creature who is not afraid of death is approaching this glamorous and happy apartment, and the young night watchman once again took up arms to defend the safety of the apartment building, and he walked out of the security booth and stood at the gate......"

Jiang Linxian took the weapon and watched the man slowly approach, and kindly reminded: "Strangers are forbidden to come in here." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Linxian with his hands at the gate, and asked curiously, "Are you a new security guard?" ”

"It seems that Mrs. Hu personally took the hand here a few days ago, and today she has been replaced?"

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Linxian didn't answer his question directly, he felt the trap in his words.

"Of course I'm going to go in." The middle-aged man suddenly laughed weirdly: "Since Mrs. Hu is not here." ”

The muscles on his face suddenly kept agitating and swimming, and only the whites of those dark eyes were instantly left.

Immediately after, his eye sockets began to collapse, and the skin on his face slowly peeled off, revealing the black flesh inside.

The ghost figure behind it grew two feet taller.

Thriller!

One level above yourself.

Jiang Linxian's face was calm, and his trembling arms clenched the long whip and blood stick in his hand.

This ghost creature is stronger than him, and unless he uses the power of a single blow, it will be difficult to defeat him.

But listening to him, it shouldn't be the first time I've been here, and I seem to be very jealous of Mrs. Hu.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Linxian opened his mouth and said, "Mrs. Hu is taking a bath on the sixth floor, if you want to come in, do you need me to help you call her?" ”

"See if she says yes?"

"Hehe, you can't fool me." The ghost behind the middle-aged ghost is still getting bigger, and he is almost about to rush up.

Jiang Linxian put down the thorn blood whip in his hand from the palm of his hand, and the blood-red long whip was directly held on the ground, ready to be thrown out towards the middle-aged ghost.

"Since you think I'm lying to you, let you taste Mrs. Hu's blood whip."

The middle-aged ghost was stunned for a moment, he really didn't notice that the weapon in Jiang Linxian's hand was a thorn blood whip, after all, the long whip was rolled up by him and grabbed in the palm of his hand, thinking it was just an ordinary blood rope.

Moreover, apart from smelling a little Mrs. Hu on the mouse in front of him, he didn't feel anything special.

The moment he saw the blood-colored long whip, he became hesitant: "Mrs. Hu will actually hand over her weapon to you, who are you?" ”

"Why don't you wait a while, when Mrs. Hu comes down from the shower, you can ask him who I am?" Jiang Linxian said with a sneer.

"A little dangerous rat, it's still rampant in front of me." The middle-aged ghost's face was ugly.

He retracted the ghost behind him, and his skin grew back: "If it weren't for Mrs. Hu to support you, I would have crushed you with one hand!" ”

"Who wouldn't talk big?" Jiang Linxian's face was extremely calm, without any waves: "Why don't you also find someone as powerful as Mrs. Hu to support you?" ”

"You wait!" The middle-aged ghost creature gave an angry look and turned to leave.

Jiang Linxian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It was still too dangerous just now, if it weren't for the thorn blood whip to frighten him, I might have a fierce battle with him.

Or just run away.

The mission is good, but the life counts.

Back at the security booth, the radio was still broadcasting.

"The young night watchman faced a powerful enemy and told the secret that Mrs. Hu was bathing, and it seems that he must have seen Mrs. Hu bathing, and the powerful enemy was scared away by him, and he returned to the security booth again...... Zizizi...... Other...... Don't hit me! ”

Syllable!

Jiang Linxian smashed directly at the radio with a blood-colored ghost stick, smashing the radio to pieces.

"I'm sorry, you know too much." Jiang Linxian took back the blood-colored ghost stick, sorted out the broken radio, and threw it into the trash can outside the pavilion.

If Mrs. Hu stays all night tomorrow and hears the radio announcement, she still won't die?