One punch and one ghost, you say this is mental illness?

Until the middle of the night, Er Qiu was worried, so he lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

The seven ghosts yawned non-stop. Picking up the train was so boring, they might as well go to sleep.

On the other hand, He Yan was full of energy, and there were a bunch of snack bags next to him. He played while eating, and the poker he touched was covered with oil stains.

The seven ghosts also dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out, so they could only endure it.

Three of the ghosts in F4 would pinch the boss's waist from time to time, damn it, they stayed in the soul ring well, and the boss insisted on coming out to join in the fun.

It's all right now, it was fine when I came out, and I can't go back now.

The three ghosts who came to assassinate He Yan also looked tired, with three points of horror and four points of resignation in the tiredness.

They obviously came to collect the leader's bounty, but now they can only play poker with someone, and they are playing poker with a psychopath.

The stubbler couldn't take it anymore, he threw the poker on the ground viciously, with a fierce look in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said: "Two twos are connected, I can take a card once."

The other two ghosts were stunned, and they were so imposing, but it turned out that they were just playing cards?

After two more blows, the stubble ghost said weakly: "Well, it's really too late, we have to go home."

"Didn't you say that you are homeless and are ghosts from other places?" He Yan blinked his eyes, and the three ghosts even saw a little sympathy from his innocent and shining eyes.

"Eh~ My mother told me since I was a child that the children of the poor have long been in charge of their homes. The three of us live under the flyover, and our home is under the flyover." Bearded Ghost said sadly.

When He Yan heard it, he became more sympathetic.

He took the cold hand of the stubble ghost, and said: "I don't want to see the suffering in this world, so you can stay at my house."

"I can't do it, I can't do it~" the stubble ghost repeatedly declined.

He Yan nodded heavily: "Make it so."

"I can't make it, I can't make it~" Hu Zhugui desperately refused.

He Yan desperately nodded his head: "It makes it so."

"I can't make it~"

"I f*cking said yes, so I'll live here!" He Yan's voice suddenly increased in decibels, and the Hu stubble ghost trembled in fright.

The bearded ghost curled his lips, hesitated for a while and knelt on the ground and said: "We are not human, we are actually here to assassinate you, we are simply not human."

"Assassination?" He Yan narrowed his eyes.

The three ghosts nodded again and again, only to hear a groan, and Er Qiu's pink claws grabbed them head-on.

The three ghosts Hu Zhu were caught straight, covering their faces and holding back tears.

Er Qiu raised his head proudly and walked back and forth in front of them, angrily said: "How dare you come to the house to commit murder!"

"We dare not, let's go right away." The voice of the three ghosts was crying.

One billion ghost coins, if you have your life, you can spend it if you don't.

He Yan paid attention to the word "bounty" the whole time. He stroked his chin with stubble and asked, "Where did you accept the mission?"

"I picked it up on... the spiritual net." The stubble ghost said weakly.

He Yan narrowed his eyes. The last time Liu Yishou said that there is a ghost control camp where ghosts can be caught and made money.

What is this spirit net now?
The stubble ghost started science popularization for He Yan. This spiritual network was established by ghosts from all over the country. It is equivalent to a forum, but it is full of ghosts.

They will discuss all kinds of weird issues in it, and they will invite friends to celebrate their birthday... no, it is the festival day every year.

They even discussed the cause of their own death, and established many small groups, such as car accident dead ghosts, hanged ghosts, water ghosts and so on.

What's more interesting is that there is a group called my life is up to me.

He Yan was very curious about why the group was named this way, and the bearded ghost said that all the people in this group were suicide ghosts.

No wonder you want to tell my fate to be up to me.

He Yan forced the stubble ghost to hand over his mobile phone, and logged into his account to browse the Lingwang. Once he entered, he saw a few large characters written on the homepage.

Click on it to see some photos of him and a report about him. The report is as follows:

"The No. [-] Killer in the Ghost World, He Yan, Ghosts Can Kill Him"

He Yan's head is taken, and the reward is one billion ghost coins.

The number one killer in the ghost world, an emotionless ghost-killing machine, tens of thousands of compatriots died under his hands.

The appearance of such a scourge, is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?
Name: He Yan

Sex: Male
Age: 20
Ability: unknown

Facts of the crime: Massacre of vampires in the amusement park, take away the lair of vampires, massacre vampires of men, women and children, and capture more than 90 vampires to work as coolies in coal mining villages...

Home address: Unit 2301, Shengshihaoting, 2302, 2303, 2304, [-]~
Family members: He Yan, a fat cat~
Finally, a photo of He Yan smiling is attached, which reads: When He Yan smiles, life and death are unpredictable.

He Yan, the number one killer in the ghost world, is able to kill ghosts, even if he is far away, he must be killed!
After reading the report, He Yan couldn't help hissing.

He looked up at the stubble ghost, and asked sharply, "Why did you post this photo? This photo is so ugly. Besides, Bendiga has also been to the fatal bend and killed many ghosts. The ghost killed by Bendiga is far away." It's much more than what the reports say."

Hiss...the number one killer and the most wanted criminal, so terrifying!
Hu Chan's legs were half weak, and they said tremblingly: "You just treat us as farts, and we will never harass you again."

He Yan shook his head and continued to browse the spiritual network. This spiritual network is much more fun than the human network. Some ghosts even post all kinds of selfies, such as hanged, drowned, and electrocuted.

There are also those who comment and swear under the photos, the reason is that when a hanged ghost died, he specially turned into a beautiful outfit, wearing a small skirt and high heels.

So other ghost friends scolded her for being eye-catching, saying that she should pay attention to her image even after she died, saying that she ruined the face of the hanged ghost, which is simply a disgrace to the hanged ghost.

He Yan looked at these comments and burst out laughing, it is really submissive in reality, and it is a heavy blow on the Internet, hahahaha~
What's more interesting is that there are also shops selling things inside, such as ghost kidneys, ghost hearts and kidneys.

He Yan squinted at the three bearded ghosts sitting slumped on the ground in front of him, and said faintly: "You guys don't know how to bring a little gift when you come to the door for the first time?"

"Ah, this..." The Three Ghosts Hu Zha was stunned. When I come to assassinate you, I only bring a knife. No, where is my knife?
The stubble ghost groped up and down, but he forgot to bring his knife?
"We were wrong, Dad." The stubble ghost cried out at the beginning.

He Yan curled his lips into a smile.

Why don't you smile, life and death are unpredictable!

Bearded three ghosts got up and ran.

"Catch them." He Yan dropped this sentence, turned and went to the kitchen.

Seeing that the opportunity to perform has come, F4 rushes forward to punch and kick the stubble ghost.

Half an hour later, the three ghosts were tied to the floor of He Yan's living room. In front of He Yan, there were kitchen knives, boning knives, fruit knives, scissors, steak knives, and nail clippers...

He Yan was wearing a white coat, which was given to him by Wang Dashan. After all, he is the director of the People's Hospital.

However, He Yan didn't have any gloves. He slid his hand over a row of knives and murmured: "Bendiga saw that the spiritual net is still selling kidneys, one thousand pairs, and the three of you, that's 3000."

"Farewell, Dad, Grandpa, Mom~" The bearded ghosts who were tied to the ground shed tears of humiliation.