The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

The figure of the female ghost was lying on the ground, her limbs twisted, covered in blood, and slowly crawled over.

The sound of gurgling was incessant, the face of the other party was slowly recovering, his eyes were staring straight at Wu Xingzhi, and the breath of resentment came to his face.

"Small things look so unique..." Wu Xingzhi narrowed his eyes: "It's really unappetizing."

"Fortunately, although the hand feel is very bad, it can really be played."

He clenched his fists.

Chapter 7 Since you can't resist, why not...

boom--

The blood-stained body flew out.

Then a figure followed, grabbed the other's long hair, and punched him in the face again.

Midnight, residential, crackling.

If someone stands outside the house and sees the shadows waving in the room through the window, they will definitely feel that the homeowner is abusing domestically.

Really cruel.

Wu Xingzhi did not feel cruel at all.

The female ghost struggled as hard as she could, trying to hurt Wu Xingzhi with her teeth and claws, but unfortunately——

"Although it seems that the power of the supernatural side can really hurt me, but..." Wu Xingzhi flattened the opponent's head with one foot: "Your movements are too rough!"

The female ghost raised her arm and finally stopped moving. Wu Xingzhi only felt that his feet were loosened, and the other party disappeared without a trace.

"Did you run away?"

Wu Xingzhi stood on the spot and waited for a while, and there was no movement around.

Even the blood that had been splashed on the ground before disappeared without a trace.

"Tsk." Wu Xingzhi's face was a little cold.

The ghost thing seems to be really troublesome.

Come and go without a trace, if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it can only be a mermaid.

"I came to a world that is very unfriendly to a pure power system like me."

Fortunately, I was able to touch the opponent. Although it seemed that the opponent could recover slowly with each hit, with Wu Xingzhi's observational power, it was not difficult to see that the opponent's recovery speed was inexplicably slowing down.

Probably as long as they keep attacking, they should be able to completely wipe out the opponent.

However, the other party is obviously not an unconscious dead thing. When he realizes that he can hurt it, he will flee. At present, he has no means to find the other party.

Wu Xingzhi opened the system interface and tried to use the wisdom coins to exchange some means to deal with ghosts, but unfortunately the balance was somewhat insufficient.

It's okay to exchange one hundred wisdom coins for some sci-fi gadgets, but the fantasy side seems to be generally much more expensive.

Suddenly, Wu Xingzhi was stunned, remembering that he was not the only one in this house.

mission target!

If the target dies, the basic quest will not be able to continue.

Wu Xingzhi hurriedly came to the door of the other party's room, twisted the handle, and was locked by the other party.

bang——

A fist penetrated the wooden door, bent slightly, and lifted the door handle from the inside.

His eyes swept into the room, it was quiet inside, and the figure on the bed had a slight breathing sound.

"..."

Wu Xingzhi walked over and saw that the other party was covered with a thin quilt. Perhaps because of Xia Ye's reasons, a slender and fair leg was dishonestly kicked out of the quilt.

Going up the calf, there is a blue and white plaid skirt that looks a little wrinkled, probably because of anxiety, so I slept with the clothes, but the skirt has been rubbed up a little, revealing a little light blue.

The side of his face was facing the edge of the bed, his mouth was slightly open, and his sleeping appearance could be said to be very peaceful.

So, after fighting over there for so long, did he not wake up this person at all?

Wu Xingzhi turned his head and looked at the layout of the room. The room clearly had a masculine and tough style. Some furniture had accumulated dust, and it seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time.

It is worth noting that there are also dense notes on the wardrobe door in the corner. At this time, it has been torn like the door of the attic.

Wu Xingzhi listened carefully. There was no movement in the wardrobe. He walked over and opened the door of the wardrobe without hesitation.

A little boy covered in cyan was squatting in the corner of the closet, and a pair of terrifyingly black eyes followed.

"Very well, it seems there is more than one."

Wu Xingzhi stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the little boy. The little boy shrank his head and disappeared with a drill behind him.

The cabinet is a solid wood cabinet, naturally there is no hole.

"It seems that you have to look at the target at all times."

Without knowing whether the target's death will affect the basic mission, it is best not to let the target die.

Wu Xingzhi walked to the bed and patted the other person's face.

The girl's nose wrinkled slightly, she mumbled indiscriminately, and unconsciously pulled the quilt over her head with both hands.

Okay, now the lower body can be seen at a glance.

Wu Xingzhi was not interested in enjoying the scenery, so he simply kicked on the edge of the bed.

With a bang, the wooden bed made an unbearable creaking sound, and the girl shuddered and woke up.

She raised her head in confusion, saw a dark figure standing by the bed, and suddenly let out a scream that pierced her eardrums.

"It's so noisy, shut up." Wu Xingzhi frowned and shouted coldly.

Asami Ling hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, rubbed his body back unconsciously, leaned against the wall, and saw the other's face clearly.

It seemed that the moment had finally come.

The girl immediately burst into tears. Although the thin quilt could not give her a sense of security, she still wrapped herself in it, only showing a pair of eyes.

"Thank you for being able to sleep." The other party's voice came into his ears: "Take your quilt and come to my room."

It's not your room, it's my room!

Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore.

Asa Jianling bit her lip, and indeed, as soon as she lay on the bed, she relaxed and fell asleep unexpectedly.

Really, so inattentive.

However, how to say, in front of this vicious man, even if he is vigilant, so what?Can't resist anyway?

Out of the corner of the eye, he swept to the door of the room, and a hole was broken on it. It is estimated that when the other party's bestiality was in full swing, he found himself locked the door and broke the door directly.

It would cost at least [-] yen to ask someone to repair the door. If you buy the materials yourself, [-] yen should be enough—wait, now is not the time to think about it!

Carefully getting out of bed, Asami tried not to reveal a trace of excess skin.

The other party didn't say much, just turned around and walked out.

Qian Jianling sighed, lowered his head, and followed behind him obediently.

How do you say something you saw on the Internet before?Some things, since you can't resist, you can only try to enjoy them.

Entering the door, Asami was startled by the chaos in the room.

The furniture that was originally neatly placed was crooked, the books on the bookshelf were scattered on the ground, the desk was sunken, and the ground was full of sawdust.

This person, with violent tendencies, may be mentally abnormal.

Hearing this kind of person, the more they resist, the more excited the other party will be.

Sure enough, he was still obedient, and perhaps he could suffer less torture.

"Okay, just stay here." Wu Xingzhi sat down on the bed and stared at her.

Asa Jianling hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, slightly raised his chin, with a generous look of sacrifice.

"I ask, you answer." Wu Xingzhi said slowly.

Asa Jianling nodded hurriedly, opened his mouth obediently, spoke quickly and clearly:

"16 years old, still single, never had sex with the opposite sex, not even the same sex! He is 1.6 meters five, weighs 46 kg, and his measurements are—"

"..."

"???"

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Chapter 8 I just got possessed

"stop!"

Seeing that the other party was getting more and more outrageous, Wu Xingzhi directly interrupted the other party's words.

"Don't say it anymore, I'm not interested in that."

Asami Ling stopped his mouth for a moment, still maintaining a posture of sitting upright.

"Does this house belong to you?" Wu Xingzhi asked when he saw that the other party was finally quiet.

"Yes—" Asa Jianling's expression suddenly became vigilant: "What do you want to do? In any case, this house must not be given to you!"

Wu Xingzhi waved his hand: "Shut up and stop talking nonsense."

"Since you are the owner of the house, if you want to come, you should know about the haunted house."

Qian Jianling was stunned for a moment: "Haunted?"

Sure enough, the man was mentally ill.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"