Seize the body? It doesn't matter, I'm a ghost baby

The second generation of rich people who are old, sexy, and rich, still cherish their lives to some extent.

But Crazy Batch doesn’t care about his life!

Therefore, Pan Fu has never played Crazy Patch in all his years.

He is afraid that the other person is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. If he gets angry, he will die with him.

That won't work!

He has more money than he can spend in several lifetimes, how can he spend it if he is dead?

So after seeing Jiang Zhu's crazy criticism, he immediately felt a desire to retreat.

"Jiang Zhu, are you kidding me?" The dude who followed Pan Fu in suddenly said with a disgusting smile, "You don't want to be played by Boss Pan, so you made up this lie to protect yourself, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed a look of understanding.

"Don't tell me, I've never heard of the Qi family cutting out anyone's tongue."

"It's a lie the first time you hear it."

"Hahahaha, with her appearance, do you really think she can eat people?"

"It made me laugh so hard."

The group of people burst into laughter again.

There was no way, the whole family was almost dead, bankruptcy was just around the corner, and Jiang Zhu had no ability to protect himself.

And Bai Chen.

She is just a rich second generation who is not valued by the family. Of course, she cannot be saved.

In their opinion, Jiang Zhu made up this set of lies out of desperation to protect himself.

But don't mention it, she looked so innocent and harmless, but when she said such shocking words, she unexpectedly had some weird credibility in it.

"Fuck! That's it!" Pan Fu spat, "I almost got fooled by this little bitch."

As he said that, he laughed ferociously again and pretended to touch Jiang Zhu's thigh:

"I don't care if you like to eat tongues or ears, anyway, the only one who gets eaten here today is you!"

"But don't worry, brother, I'm handsome and kind-hearted."

"As long as you don't struggle, my brother won't be violent to you."

"But if you don't know how to appreciate someone, then my brother can't guarantee whether you can leave here alive."

She thought that if Jiang Zhu's lie was exposed, she would be uncontrollably afraid.

but not.

Not only was she not afraid, but she leaned forward and looked at Panfu's stretched out hand.

I don’t know where I got a fruit knife, and while playing with it, I smiled softly and cutely:

"Brother's hands are so beautiful."

"Looks delicious."

"Originally, I wanted to try stewed human hooves in the past two days, but I never found a satisfactory one."

"I'm so satisfied with my brother's hand!"

As soon as Pan Fu raised his head, he met Jiang Zhu's sincere and joyful eyebrows.

Even though she said such terrifying words, her smile and voice were still soft and cute, and her expression was as leisurely as if she was saying:

"Yeah, the weather is really nice today, let's have some ice cream."

Pan Fu clearly knew that the other party might be bluffing.

But that cute face, coupled with these scary words, has too much impact and is really too scary!

Every call of brother sounded like a reminder.

His hand trembled, but he finally took it back before touching Jiang Zhu's thigh.

He had an inexplicable hunch that if he dared to touch Jiang Zhu, the knife in her hand would go straight into his palm.

"Brother, why did you reach your hand back?"

Jiang Zhu was a little confused, but looked at Pan Fu with bright eyes:

"Brother, can you sell your hand to me?"

"Just ask the price, I promise not to bargain!"

"You know, my family is rich!"

The rich and the rich.

Pan Fu swallowed subconsciously: "Jiang Zhu, stop acting for me! I know you are bluffing. Let me tell you, whatever you say today is useless. If you don't come with me, Bai Chen will never live. leave here!"

Bai Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jiang Zhu touched his chin.

Oh.

Bullying Bai Chen in front of her.

When she died?

There was a hint of coldness in the smile in Jiang Zhu's eyes, but there was no thought on his face.

"Hey, brother wants to invite me to your house?"

"Brother, do you want to play games with me?"

"Great!"

Jiang Zhu felt aggrieved: "No one has played games with me for many years. I didn't expect that my brother would be willing to play with me. You are such a nice person!"

Pan Fu frowned, and for a moment he didn't know whether Jiang Zhu was telling the truth or not.

He gritted his teeth and chose to trust his own judgment.

——Jiang Zhu can’t escape the fate of becoming his plaything even if he plays tricks today!

"Okay, you don't want to play a game, what game do you want to play?" Pan Fu smiled obscenely, "If you don't know what to play, my brother can teach you."

Jiang Zhu's eyes lit up: "Russian roulette and throwing knives are both fine! What does brother usually play? Is there anything more interesting than this?"

Everyone: "?"

"Russian...Russian roulette?"

Could it be the Russian roulette they imagined?

"Which Russian Roulette?"

Jiang Zhu gestured with his hand: "It's just a gun, put a few bullets in it, and then shoot interchangeably to see who can survive. It's a super fun game! Have you never played it?"

Everyone: "?!"

This thing is such a gamble!

Who has played with it?

Anyone who has played it can’t stand here anymore, right?

"What kind of gun are you talking about?" Pan Fu didn't believe it was a real gun. "The bullets are fake, right? The kind that can't shoot through the head, right?"

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, no one plays with real guns.

If he really played like this, would Jiang Zhu still be able to stand here?

Just when everyone was about to laugh, they heard Jiang Zhu say in shock:

"Ah? Don't you usually play with real guns?"

"I thought you guys were having fun."

"That's it?"

As he spoke, he picked up a peach and took a bite of it with disgust, pouting:

"Then what fun can I have with you?"

Everyone: "?"

No, sister, do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Come...really?

Pan Fu was also stunned, but he quickly understood: "Really? Do you usually play real games? That's amazing. Then take out the real gun. If you can, I will play with you."

He was sure that Jiang Zhu would definitely say, leave it at home.

Anyway, it’s just that the left and right people can’t get out their guns.

To fool him, she is still a little young.

"Eh? Take my gun? Don't you have one?"

Everyone understood instantly and laughed endlessly:

"Hey, you can't take it out? Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that Miss Jiang has lost her temper!"

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Zhu couldn't end it, she waved her hands nonchalantly.

"Oh, what's the big deal?"

"It's just a gun, there's nothing you can't bring out."

She took out the small bag she was carrying and dug inside. After a while, she took out a ghostly gun.

"No, gun."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Looking at the gun in Jiang Zhu's hand, he didn't know how to react for a long time.

She actually!

There really is a gun!

Jiang Zhu chuckled and stared at Pan Fu:

"Come on, come on, let's play a little game tonight, 'Who can leave alive?' My brother seems to be very capable of surviving. He must be able to last a few more rounds, right?"

Pan Fu: "?!"

Able to...live?

He looked at the gun and trembled.

But he quickly frowned with disdain:

"really?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhu was seen firing a shot at the wine bottle not far away.

"boom--!"

The wine bottle shattered in response.

The next moment, there was silence in the box.

Jiang Zhu blew the smoke from his gun with an innocent look on his face:

"Ah? What did you just say? The wind was too strong, I didn't hear clearly."