Weird game invasion, one billion dollars to become the ghost king

The picture in front of Lin En's eyes turned from pure white to hazy in an instant, and the original witch in front of him also disappeared.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a dilapidated courtyard in front of him, surrounded by rusty iron railings. The tone was gloomy and the painting style was gloomy. There were dolls and toys randomly placed in the courtyard, and children were playing from time to time. The sound came from the courtyard.

"Hee hee, hee hee...haha..."

A pale-faced little boy patted a toy ball and left Linn's side. If you look carefully, you can find that the toy ball he patted was oozing with dark blood, and it seemed to be wrapped with a human head...

Linn closed his eyes: "Well, it fits the style of the horror world."

When we came to the door of the courtyard, the function of this building was recorded on the door plate on the side.

orphanage.

"It seems that one of these three witches is an orphan."

Lin En didn't know which witch he wanted to save in this orphanage. He also didn't know what those witches looked like when they were children. For now, he could only enter it and take a look.

The birth of every S-class ghost is a tragedy. They may have suffered various hardships before finally turning into a ghost full of negative emotions.

Under such circumstances, it was not easy to influence them, and Lin En didn't have much confidence in her heart.

He held the cold iron door and with a little force, the door lock clicked and the chain opened with a splash, making a crisp sound as it fell to the ground.

The ghost security guard in the guard box at the door suddenly raised his head and looked sideways at the iron gate.

There was no one there, only the iron door was still shaking slightly.

"Huh? Was it blown by the wind?"

The ghost security guard walked over, picked up the chain that fell on the ground, and locked the door.

He didn't know that just now, Lin En entered the orphanage under his nose.

With a fiercely keen awareness, Linn quickly found a dimly lit storage room, where the sobbing and laughter of children could be heard from time to time. He pushed open the corner of the door and headed inside. Look.

A cute girl in a tattered skirt was squatting on the ground crying. Although her little face was gray, her cheeks were very thin, and she looked malnourished, her crystal clear eyes were very beautiful!

In comparison, the group of children surrounding her seemed to have ordinary features and unattractive appearance.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..Please return my oil paint pen to me, please. Don't do this again. I didn't provoke you. If you do this again, I will tell my aunt!"

At this moment, she was crying very sadly, looking at the children who were slightly older than her, and kept begging them to return their most beloved oil paint pens to her.

"Okay, ugly guy, you still dare to complain, I'm afraid of you, come and get it, I'll give it to you if you come over!"

An older little boy smiled evilly at the little girl squatting on the ground crying. He seemed to be the leader of this group of bad boys. He shook the paint pen that belonged to the little girl in his hand.

"All right..."

The little girl wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up, and ran over for the first time in a daze, trying to get her own paint pen back.

"You really come here, haha, go on!" The boy laughed loudly and threw the paint pen in his hand high to his companion!

The little girl pouted and was about to cry. She was crying and running back and forth among the bad children, trying to get her paint pen back, but she was teased around.

Lin En saw this scene and it hurt her heart.

He saw a little girl wearing a blue skirt and twin tails being surrounded and bullied by bad boys. They took away the pencils from the little girl's pencil case and deliberately dangled them in front of her, but they refused to give them to her.

Children's evil is the purest evil. They don't know what good and evil are. They just follow the example of adults. They think it's cool to do bad things, and they think bullying the weak will make them look strong. Little do they know that all this will affect honest children. How much harm does it cause.

What happened in childhood may be a wound that cannot be stitched up in a lifetime.

Do honest people deserve to be bullied?

Linn clenched his fists, ready to help the little girl.

But at this moment, a little girl with fiery red hair rolled up her sleeves, ran past Linn angrily, and pushed open the door to the storage room!

"How dare you bully my friends! Damn it, I will definitely beat you today!"

Like a tomboy, she flew up and kicked the leading bad boy on the back, then sat on the boy's body and punched him violently!

The bad boy who was beaten screamed: "Ah! Help!"

The other children naturally couldn't watch their boss being beaten, so they naturally rushed over to help. They kept pulling the red-haired girl, punching and kicking her.

The red-haired girl was beaten until her mouth was bleeding, but she still held on to the bad boy!

The girl in blue who was treated like nothing on the side stared blankly at this scene. She hesitated for a long time, then suddenly gritted her teeth, mustered up her courage, picked up the paint pen on the ground, and plunged it into one of the besieging red-haired girls. child's back.

The other party immediately screamed and ran out of the storage room crying!

"I'm here to help you!"

The two girls join forces to fight against these bad boys.

In the process, they all inevitably failed.

Lin En's lips curved: "It's interesting...these two witches are so loyal!"

Judging from their hair color, appearance, and personalities, Linn was almost certain that this was the encounter between the Flame Witch and the Frost Witch when they were children.

Lin En deliberately concealed his aura. No one in this orphanage could see Lin En's existence. He quietly watched everything that happened in front of him and did not immediately help the two poor little witches.

"Ouch! Whoever comes here, my fists don't have eyes!"

The little red-haired witch waved her little fists and was forced into the corner of the storage room. She protected the Frost Witch behind her, like an angry kitten, baring her teeth and threatening the bad boys fiercely!

Although the little witch in the blue skirt was shaking with legs, she still mustered up the courage to hold the paint pen in her hand tightly and looked at these bad boys with red eyes.

Although the red-haired little witch's face was red and blue because she was outnumbered, the children she beat also felt uncomfortable. She was so cruel!

"It hurts!"

The leading boy got up from the ground, grinning in pain. He touched his face and looked at his palms in shock. Blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, staining his palms red.

"Ah! Am I going to go blind? It hurts so much. I'm bleeding!"

The bad boy suddenly howled.

At this moment, there were rapid footsteps in the corridor. The person followed the child's cry and came to the storage room. She opened her voice and shouted from a distance:

"What's going on? We're fighting again, stop it!"

Lin En could clearly see that she was a middle-aged woman wearing glasses, with ordinary facial features and an average figure. She was wearing a white uniform. She should be a staff member taking care of these children.

There was obvious impatience on her face, as if there were more important things waiting for her to do.

Seeing that the room was in a mess, a group of children were fighting, and everyone's face was stained to varying degrees, especially the boy, whose eyes were bruised and his forehead was swollen, and he was crying loudly.

"Ouch, why were you beaten like this?"

She quickly walked over, squatted down, and checked the other party's injuries. She took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and glanced at every child present with fierce eyes: "Fight again! How many times this month?" Already? Tell me, what's going on?"

When the boy saw the middle-aged woman asking, he immediately pretended to be a victim and cried even harder, "Oh, mom, it was Xiaohong who hit me. I was playing games with Xiaolan, and she didn't say anything." That's right, come over and hit me, wuwuwuwu..."

The middle-aged woman frowned: "We got into a fight just because we were playing a game? You two usually live together, so can't you be more tolerant to each other? If you insist on causing me so much trouble, what's the point of continuing like this?"

The girl in the blue skirt bit her lip and tried to defend herself: "Mom, that's not the case. They grabbed my oil paint brushes, and I didn't give them to them, so they took them away... Xiaohong couldn't stand it, so she helped me."

The boy suddenly showed an aggrieved look: "Mom, I just wanted to make a joke with Xiaolan. I didn't grab it hard. We will definitely return it to her after playing. Unexpectedly, Xiaohong didn't listen to my explanation at all. Come over here." Hit me.."

"Yes, Mom, we will vouch for him."

"That's right, it was Xiaohong who made the move first. Mom, look, my hands were scratched by her."

The little boy's followers on the side all helped to speak, and the villain complained first.

The red-haired girl gritted her teeth: "Is this called playing games? You are obviously bullying others. You just see Xiaolan as easy to bully. Xiaolan is my friend, I must help her!"

The girl in the blue dress pursed her lips, her shoulders shook when she was told sad things, and tears fell down.

The little boy argued: "Mom, I really didn't. You see, my injuries were much more serious than hers. I am the victim!"

After hearing what the boy said, Xiaohong shouted: "You are talking nonsense! You are the bad guy!"

The crying and shouting at the scene suddenly turned into a mess!

The middle-aged woman shouted:

"Okay, please be quiet! Isn't it normal for children to make little noises? They insist on making trouble for me!"

Then, she glared at the red-haired girl and the girl in the blue skirt who were huddled in the corner like fried kittens, and said coldly:

"Xiaohong, I've told you several times, do you know it's wrong to hit someone? You're too naughty. Girls should be quieter. Look at you, like a tomboy, getting into trouble all day long. This time If I insist on punishing you well, take out your hand and hit me with the board!"

After saying that, the middle-aged woman took out a plastic ruler and looked at the red-haired girl.

The girl in the blue dress suddenly became anxious: "Mom, I was wrong. I couldn't afford to joke and didn't play with them. If you want to hit me, just hit me. I don't care about Xiao Hong..."

The middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows: "It's none of your business, Xiaolan, I'm punishing Xiaohong!"

The red-haired girl showed no sign of weakness, pointed at the boy and said, "Mom, can you please be reasonable? I'm not wrong! He was the one who bullied Xiaolan first. Why didn't you say anything about him but us instead?"

The middle-aged woman laughed angrily, "Why, are you still questioning me now? I think you are such a rebellious child. You are so unsociable and don't listen to me. How can you live here?"

After saying that, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but take the red-haired girl's hand and wanted to hit her palm with her palm.

The red-haired girl tried her best to shrink her hands: "You wronged me! It's not fair! You are a bad mother!"

"You still dare to hide, right? If you hide one, you'll get ten more!"

The girl in the blue dress saw that Xiao Hong who was helping her was about to be beaten, her eyes were red, and she couldn't help but said: "Why didn't you beat him, but also beat us? They obviously bullied us first, and you wronged us without even knowing it!" "

The middle-aged woman glared: "Why does he bully you instead of bullying others? Don't you think that you don't have any problems at all?"

"I..."

The girl in the blue skirt was stunned by these words. She looked at the middle-aged woman in disbelief, her eyes darkened for a while, and she lost her highlights, and she couldn't say a word.

The boy on the side looked at this scene and gloated, seeming to have forgotten the scar on the corner of his eye.

Lin En also clicked his tongue for a while.

What values ​​are these?

Victim blaming?

With such a growing environment, it's no wonder that the original witch chose these two little girls as her consciousness host. Anyone would turn black.

Lin touched her chin and looked at this middle-aged woman with a bored look on her face. Isn't this the kind of unreasonable teacher or elder that many people encountered when they were children?

Just then, the middle-aged woman held down the red-haired girl's hand and was about to hit her with her first ruler.

Lin En felt that it was time for him to teach this group of people with distorted values.

"Hmph...I won't accept you!"

Xiao Hong's eyes widened and she looked at the middle-aged woman without showing any signs of weakness, waiting for Shouchi to hit her palm.

"Good people come out of the golden stick. I'm doing this all for your own good!" The middle-aged woman raised her head high and was about to knock it down!

"Well..." Xiaolan was so frightened that she couldn't help but close her eyes.

But the expected sound of the board didn't happen. She couldn't help but open her eyes and secretly looked in front of her. Her expression suddenly became dull.

I saw a handsome young man with black hair and red eyes, who appeared in the storage room at some point. He stretched out his right hand and locked the middle-aged woman's wrist like an iron pliers!

"Ah! Who are you?!"

The middle-aged woman turned to look at Lin En in horror, struggling hard to break free of Lin En's restraints.

"The person who bullied you!"

Lin En spoke coldly, and with just a little force, the woman's hand bones suddenly made a cracking sound!

"Ahhh! It hurts, it hurts, let go!"

The middle-aged woman let out a howl like a killing pig, and her whole body collapsed to the ground. Her eyes were full of panic and fear. She opened her mouth wide and kept making painful sounds. In this short period of time, her facial features were already in pain. Twisted, sweating.

However, Linn had no intention of letting go. His hands were like a hydraulic machine, applying pressure bit by bit to fully massage the opponent's wrist, ensuring that every part of the bone was fully squeezed!

The children at the scene were so frightened by this horrific scene that they could not help but cry and howl.

"To shut up!"

Lin En looked at those bad kids fiercely!