Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

The screams continued for a while.

Shen Jian finally stopped what he was doing.

at this time.

The ghost king in white had a bruised nose and swollen face, and he could no longer see ghosts at all.

Shen Jian set his sights on the Long Tongue Ghost King.

With dangerous eyes, he said: "Still pretending to be dead? Believe it or not, I will really turn you into a dead ghost?"

Long Tongue Ghost King: ...

Under the dumbstruck eyes of everyone, the long-tongued ghost king who was lying on the ground stood up unsteadily, with a humble expression on his face.

Group of ghosts:! ! !

Ghost King in White:? ? ?

He was slightly taken aback.

Seeing a good big brother who didn't suffer multiple injuries, my heart shuddered.

Nima.

In order to restore your reputation, I stand up for you and get beaten.

You're fucking fine.

Seeing that I was being beaten, I lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Turn a deaf ear to me?

Paid by mistake.

After all, it was wrong.

"Second brother, don't blame me. When I went up, it was just one more person who was beaten up. It's better to preserve my useful body and repay you... in the future."

Facing Shen Jian's gaze, the long-tongued ghost king immediately changed his words.

He licked his face and said.

Although I feel ashamed in my heart, but the situation is stronger than others, so I can only bow my head and be my grandson.

after all.

This human stick really hurts.

The heart-wrenching kind.

When he took the first blow, he already thought in his heart that he would pretend to be dead later.

Done.

The Long Tongue Ghost King continued to show a forced smile on his face: "My lord, are you looking for the exit of the haunted house? I know where the exit is. Let me take you out."

see.

Shen Jian was noncommittal, but raised his eyebrows and said: "It's just a stick, that's not enough? After all, it's a ghost king, and there are hundreds of younger brothers here, really don't struggle anymore?"

"Let me tell you the truth, my real strength is just a little bit stronger than yours. If you two join forces, maybe you will succeed. Do you want to stop resisting?"

With that said, Shen Jian made a "little bit" gesture.

His eyes looked very sincere.

Long Tongue Ghost King: ...

His face stiffened.

Made.

You just smashed me with a stick like chopping melons and vegetables, and rubbed my second brother on the ground like killing a chicken. When you suppressed our two brothers while talking and laughing, why didn't you say that I was the king of ghosts? There are hundreds of younger brothers?

He cursed inwardly.

But on the surface, he still maintains a humble posture, and said in a desolate voice: "My lord is joking, what kind of ghost king is not a ghost king, I am also a worker who was assigned to be an NPC here. Before I came here, I was also an honest person who was persecuted."

"My mother told me since I was a child that children from poor families are already in charge of their families. For this reason, I worked so hard to come to the city to work, but I was tricked by unscrupulous and black-hearted bosses to come here to work illegally, and asked me to play some dark and scary things."

"My lord, you know me. I am the least scary person. Every time I stay with these evil spirits, I will be frightened and restless."

The long-tongued ghost king was full of resentment, and his tone was as wailing as it was wailing.

What he said made all the haunted house NPCs present look weird.

I wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, one thing more is worse than one thing less, so I closed my mouth.

Shen Jian here.

Also sneered.

This is the first time he has encountered a ghost who can express sympathy and make up stories.

The image of the other party is indeed the same as the legendary Hei Wuchang.

It would be even more similar if you took a chain of ecstasy and a mourning stick.

Think of this.

A smile gradually appeared on Shen Jian's face.

Long Tongue Ghost King:? ? ?

I'm talking about sad things, what the hell are you laughing at?

This is not suitable.

"My lord, you are not laughing at me, are you?"

The Long Tongue Ghost King looked at Shen Jian full of resentment.

see.

Shen Jian said seriously: "Don't get me wrong, I just thought of something funny just now."

"Are you really kidding me?"

"How could it be? I have received strict training. Under normal circumstances, I would not laugh at ghosts at will."

Hear this.

The Long Tongue Ghost King was suspicious.

Seeing the expression on the corner of Shen Jian's mouth, his eyelids twitched.

special.

Why does he feel that this dog and human are lying to him.

I thought about it.

The long-tongued ghost king decided to continue to win sympathy.

It should have been an illusion just now.

do not worry about it.

"My lord, I was arrested here. The unscrupulous and black-hearted boss didn't give me food, and beat me often, asking me to please those challengers. I have no choice but to be forced to cater."

Talk more.

The ghost king with long tongue became more and more sad.

Although it was made up, but in terms of acting skills, he was ranked second, and no one dared to say that he was number one.

But right now.

A well-meaning ghost reminded: "My lord... this room is also monitored, the eldest lady...she should have seen it all."

Long Tongue Ghost King: ...

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Forget this crop!