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

"Then you play with me?" He Yan looked at Liu Yishou expectantly.

Liu pursed his lips with one hand, nodded and said, "Okay, just play two rounds."

Why Yan happily opened timi...

An hour passed, kneeling twice, under He Yan's begging, Liu Yishou was forced to start another round with him.

In the end, Cai forced He Yan to be scolded bloody by his teammate Hou Yi, and the other id told me not to be a dog licker.

in the canyon.

I'm not a licking dog: I'll do it, Zhu Bajie, you eat too much ginseng fruit, you're a piece of meat, and you can run faster than anyone else.

I am reborn as Tiga: Do you dare to scold me?Eat shit on you.

I'm not a licking dog: Is it reasonable for you to eat?Have the ability to come out and face it.

The reborn I am Di Jia: Who is afraid of whom, you are a 2/8 Hou Yi, how dare you talk about me.

The two of you scolded me one sentence at a time.

Hou Yi seemed to be in a hurry, and the message he sent was once changed.

I don't do dog licking: Zhu Bajie, you **** me *****
I don't do dog licking: ***Zhu Bajie*************** you****

15 minutes passed.

He Yan looked at his 1/16 Zhu Bajie and fell into deep thought. He pouted his lips and thought for 10 minutes, then reported backhand to Hou Yi for cursing and giving away his head, and finally sent a screenshot to his circle of friends.

Accompanying text: It is I, Tiga, who is not worthy of living in the Canyon of Kings.

After posting this circle of friends, He Yan chose to uninstall it.

Stupid human being, he doesn't understand the games he plays.

Seeing that He Yan uninstalled the king, Liu Yishou and Chen Twelve heaved a sigh of relief.

"Dong dong dong" suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the three of them looked at each other.

He Yan glanced at his phone, it was past ten o'clock.

"Who is it?" Chen Twelve asked loudly.

"Dong dong dong, Mei, a certain group of takeaway~" There was an indistinct voice from the door.

He Yan grinned and stood up: "You also ordered takeaway." After speaking, he ran to the door.

"Don't go, there is a curfew in the whole city, how can there be takeaway at this time?" Liu stopped He Yan with one hand and asked.

"Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant scriptures, don't call me when you order delicious food." He Yan broke free with all his strength, and ran towards the door.

That posture was like a dog chasing him.

Chen Twelve followed behind and wanted to stop He Yan, but unfortunately, He Yan's desire to cook was too strong, so he opened the door with one swipe.

"A certain group of takeaways?" He Yan looked at the little brother of Meituan standing at the door and asked in confusion.

Chen Twelve just glanced at it and almost threw up.

Standing at the door is a certain group of brothers, not bad, but not quite.

Because this little brother was already dead, covered in blood, with half of the left side of his head missing, and holding a bag in his hand, someone opened the door.

The only half of his head was tilted, and the only half of his lips grinned, then he handed over the bag in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hello, a certain order of takeaway, please use it slowly, remember to give it to someone Five-star praise."

He Yan took the bag and took a look. Inside was the other half of the head of the delivery guy who was hit by a car, and the red, white and white brains spilled all over the bag.

[System detection, a bronze-level takeaway ghost, who likes to steal takeaways from customers in front of him, and was hit by a car this afternoon for violating traffic rules. Friendly reminder: Today, the host also ate two pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs. 】

"I'm sick of showing you, you bastard, get the hell out of here." Chen Twelve walked over and kicked in the air.

After being kicked on the ground, the takeaway ghost quickly got up and said mechanically: "Remember to give a five-star praise."

He Yan looked at the smiling face badge on his chest and suddenly realized: "You are the little brother who delivered food to us during the day."

"Remember to give a five-star praise." The takeaway ghost repeated.

Chen Twelve slammed the takeaway he brought out and closed the door.

"It's disgusting." Chen Twelve retched.

He Yan's reflex arc was a bit long, and now he remembered that the system said that two pieces of his sweet and sour pork ribs had been stolen, and he exclaimed, "I'll do it (╬￣盘￣)"

"dong dong dong"

"Open the door, a certain delivery group." The delivery ghost continued to knock on the door unwillingly.

Liu strode to the door with one hand, and said to the two of them, "Go in, I'll take care of it."

Chen Twelve stopped him and said with a smile, "Hey, let me do it myself."

"Then why didn't you do it just now?" Liu Yishou asked.

Chen Twelve said: "It was too disgusting just now, but it's not disgusting now, let me do this kind of trivial matter."

Seeing this, Liu Yishou turned around and walked back, he said: "Be quick, I'll wash up and go to bed first."

"Okay." Chen Twelve smiled all over his face.

Erqiu wasn't interested in this takeaway ghost, so he walked up to He Yan and said, "Is your phone out of battery? I'll charge it for you."

He Yan took out his mobile phone and handed it to Er Qiu, who ran to the sofa with his mouth in his mouth.

Chen Twelve grabbed He Yan's shoulder and said, "Let's go and deal with him."

"Open the door, your takeaway, open the door, takeaway."

The knock on the door became more and more urgent.

With a creak, Chen Twelve opened the door, and then he and He Yan dragged the takeaway ghost to the stairwell.

"Your takeaway, remember to give a five-star praise." The takeaway ghost is very dedicated, and even if he dies, he will give a five-star praise.

Chen Twelve took the bag from his hand, and threw it into the trash can.

"Five-star praise? The soup you sent in the morning was spilled everywhere, and you still have the face to ask for five-star praise?" Chen Twelve rolled up his sleeves and said.

"Go to hell if you don't give five-star praise." The takeaway ghost stared viciously.

Chen Twelve narrowed his eyes and said, "Threatening me? Not only will I not give a good review, but I will also give you a bad review. Who asked you to disturb us at night?"

"You dare, go to hell." Hearing the word "bad review", the takeaway ghost suddenly became excited.

They only paid a few yuan for an order, but a bad review would have to deduct hundreds of yuan in wages, which was almost a week's wages for him.

The takeaway ghost's eyes were red, and he kept yelling: "Give me a five-star praise, five-star praise, if you don't give it to you, you will die."

"I want bad reviews, bad reviews, bad reviews." Chen Twelve said with a smile.

He Yan pursed his lips, gently tugged at the corner of Chen Twelve's clothes, and said, "Let's make a quick decision."

"OK, you, come here, I'll give you your favorite big mouth." Chen Twelve hooked his finger at the takeaway ghost.

The takeaway ghost rushed over with a roar, as if to tear the two of them to pieces.

"If you don't give good reviews, I'll beat you to death." The delivery ghost roared angrily, stretched out his hand towards Chen Twelve's neck and strangled it.

Chen Twelve lightly tapped his toes and was suspended in mid-air. He bared his long fangs and looked at the takeaway ghost coldly.

The takeaway ghost stopped in his tracks immediately, and looked at Chen Twelve in a daze.

Damn, vampire, he can't beat him, he's just a new ghost.

So, the takeaway ghost turned to look at He Yan who was standing in the corner.

For persimmons, you have to pick soft ones.

The takeaway ghost roared again: "Hurry up and give me a five-star praise, hurry up, a five-star praise."

"Come here, I'll give it to you." He Yan tickled his fingers with a half-smile.

The takeaway ghost hesitated for two seconds, feeling something was wrong, and said, "You use your mobile phone."

"My phone is charging, come here." He Yan smiled with his lips curled up.

The takeaway ghost walked over and stood in front of He Yan.

He Yan took a deep breath and rounded his arms, facing the takeaway ghost's face like a big nose pocket.

"Let you ask for five-star praise, let you steal takeaway, let you eat my sweet and sour pork ribs, beat you to death, beat you to death with a big dick." He Yan scolded while beating.

[System Enhancement: King Kong Powerful Fist]

After a few punches, the takeaway ghost was so beaten that he couldn't resist, he stretched out his hand to block while backing away, his foot slipped and he rolled directly down the stairs.

He Yan followed closely behind, caught him and continued to beat him up: "Do you want a five-star review? Do you want it?. Then the trash still has the face to ask for a five-star review?"