Escape from the Sly Door [Unlimited Stream]

Gehari is the chief ghost supervisor of the ghost capital palace. Today, after receiving a serious message from the eyeliner lurking in the "Given House", he rushed to the Given House to find out.

If the new owner of Givenchy, Zhao Jia, really committed suicide and killed the ghosts in Givenlou, as his eyeliner said, he would definitely kill that guy first, and then plead guilty to Wang Chengjing afterwards!

When Gehari appeared in the Given Tower, this abominable person was covering his face with a black cloth, holding a huge dark brown and cold thing facing the heads of the ghosts standing in a row in front of him. ...

"What are you doing!" Gehari yelled.

Accompanied by his stern shout, the huge bang of the cold machine in front of him sounded at the same time.

Zhao Jia had just obtained Fei Lei's weapon, and was looking for someone to witness the power of this weapon. There are so many targets at the moment, why not do it? Let the ten ghosts... stand against the cardamom monster.

Zhao Jia doesn't know if this thing is a cardamom monster. It looks a bit like a snail in the real world. It gets into the shell when it encounters danger, but a row of sharp fangs grow out of its head and mouth. Its body size is dozens of times larger than that of a snail, and it is unknown how this monster mutated. It is said that only ghosts have it.

At this moment, the ten ghost servants, each with the cardamom monster on their heads, stood expressionlessly at a distance as targets.

Gehari yelled that Zhao Jiazheng had finished firing a cannon, and the cardamom monster on the head of the first ghost servant was blown into a mass of dregs with shells and flesh. This weapon is very similar to a serial cannon, with ten magazines on the top. The first shot was fired, and the nine guns that followed were about to be fired quickly.

Seeing the head supervisor coming, Zhao Jia replied Gehari's words in a very high mood: "You must have never seen this thing in Ghost City for so many years, don't worry, even I haven't seen it, you came just in time, I will give it to you." Take a look at the power of weapons in this world, and after reading it, you can comment on my blasting power."

When the words fell, he conveniently buckled the gun button in his hand.

"Stop──" Gehari uttered a voice to stop it, and it was too late -- bang -- bang -- bang -- bang -- bang -- bang -- bang -- bang -- bang -- a series of nine loud gunshots The sound shattered the peace of the palace for thousands of years, and the explosion of human weapons was staged vigorously in front of Ken's eyes. The picture reflected in Ken's wide-eyed white eyes was: ten cardamom insects the size of heads followed the cannon Explosions exploded one by one, and a pile of white meat flowers exploded. The white shells and white meat were sprinkled on the heads of ten clean ghost servants who were cleaned every day, and the white sticky juice splashed all over the place. ground, splashing on the immaculate grass he spent days mowing...

If it wasn't for the swaying pieces of meat splashed on the bushes in front of him, reminding Director Ge that the scene in front of him was so real, Gehari would rather have had a dream as a ghost for the first time in thousands of years.

However, the ten pale and pale ghost servants facing him forced Gehari to think it was just a dream...

Gehari trembled his fingers, "You, you, you..." Speechless, a bold human...

Zhao Jia raised his eyebrows, very satisfied with the scene in front of him, "How is it? Please express your opinion, Chief Manager."

He also commented, "You did a good thing. If I didn't hurt my ghost servants, I have to report to the queen." Angrily, he added: "Bold human beings, clean up the stains you caused yourself." Flicked his sleeves and left.

Zhao Jia picked at the ear dimples that had been yelled at: "What's the matter, what's the matter, isn't the dead creature disappearing by itself? Where do I need to clean up?"

A crisp voice suddenly uttered, taking his words.

"Oh no."

Zhao Jia was taken aback, who is it?

A slender figure appeared in the field of vision, wearing long-sleeved trousers with slanted buttons on the front, the emerald green fabric made the whole person look green like bamboo, but his face was like a blooming orchid. It is strange to say that a man looks like a flower, but the man in front of him is like this, Frowning in a blink of an eye, there seemed to be a lingering melancholy temperament. This kind of weak-looking man was never the object of his dealings. Zhao Jia frowned involuntarily when he saw people approaching.

But it's strange, is his guard so weak?He didn't even notice that a big living person was standing behind him?

Because of the pursed lips, the two dimples on the cheeks became faintly visible.

The young man approached without seeing the other party's vigilance, and said to the ten ghost servants: "Ghosts, undead ghosts, and ghosts will disappear when they die in the paradox world, but some low-level insects without wisdom have experienced tens of thousands of years in the paradox world. The products of human beings have residues when they die, just like the remains of our real corpses, and these reptiles have no souls."

"How do you know so much?" Zhao Jia asked.

"Reading," the young man turned his head, smiling beautifully like a flower, dispelling the melancholy temperament and making it more pleasing to the eye.

Zhao Jia thought that he saw this person yesterday, and asked the other ghost kings that this person was the human who entered the palace before them, and the only human besides the four of them. He tightly held the gun in his hand, and Zhao Jia said defensively, "Who are you?" ? Why are you in Ghost City?"

"Then why are you here?" The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Please, I asked you first." The young man's casual attitude angered Zhao Jia. Although he has changed a lot now, he is not a good-tempered guy. He raised the gun in his hand, "To be honest, you are another ghost." Is the hostage being taken hostage or a human traitor?" I don't blame Zhao Jia for saying that, the general sly hands in the sly world are hostile, especially now that I have seen such a guy of unknown origin, who has experienced a narrow escape. It is impossible to trust anyone other than one's own companions.

The young man didn't seem to be afraid of the full magazines in front of him. He had to know that once these ten rounds were fired, he would be able to coax him to nothing. Zhao Jia's courage, which was completely opposite to looking "weak", made Zhao Jia There is an attitude of appreciation in my heart.

However, he moved the gun, "Be honest, answer my question." For some reason, although the gun was aimed at this strange person, he didn't have the slightest thought of killing the person in front of him.

"I said that I am also a friend of the ghost king you know?" the young man said without changing his expression.

"Fart!" Zhao Jia was really on fire. Did he know Coffin Face for so long and still not know about his friendship?That person doesn't have any friends at all, and he doesn't even say a word. If you expect someone to have such a good relationship with him, you have to be more reliable when lying. "What is your purpose?" Is the person in front of you really an undercover agent sent by another organization?

Mo Mo understood what Zhao Jia was thinking, and shrugged: "Since you think so, I can't help it. I'm just curious about your weapon and want to learn from you."

"You're dreaming." After Zhao Jia yelled, his heart ached, as if he had said something wrong? ? ?

This feeling is so strange, it can't help but make him more irritable, and his tone is even more ugly, "Get out, if you don't leave, I will take you as a target."

"Okay."

Zhao Jia's eyes widened suddenly, with an incredulous expression on his face, he stared straight at the "thin and weak" young man in front of him. "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know," the young man smiled fearlessly, "I just stood still."

"You don't need to use these stiff-faced ghost servants anymore, just use me." The young man said to himself, and picked up an apple. That's right, it's an apple. Zhao Jia has never seen it in this ghost. "This is the leftover apple I ate at noon. Cardamom worms are so disgusting that I'm a little scared, so I'll just hold the apple." He didn't seem to have the self-awareness that a big man said he was afraid of worms.

But you're fucking afraid of a bug but not afraid of what the hell this gun is! ! ! !

Zhao Jia wanted to yell three times, but he didn't dare to, he didn't even... dared to shoot...

Yes, he just didn't dare to shoot.

He has never dared to shoot since he was playing with guns, not to mention that he has fired once just now, and he dared to use his servant as a target in his friend's place, but he dared not look at the gun in front of him. This man who has never seen before shoots... what happened to him?

When they were at a stalemate, Meng Tai taught the ghosts under him and came over to take a look at Zhao Jia, who happened to see the scene in front of him, frowned and came over and scolded: "Nonsense!"

While talking, he took the gun from Zhao Jia's hand.He was still reprimanding: "How many times have I taught you not to treat human life as a trifle? Have you forgotten? All the murders you committed will be rewarded to you... Why can't you always remember... "

"Okay, brother Tai, I know I was wrong..." Zhao Jia patted the beaten dog's head and made a turtle for a second.

Seeing the young man who was still standing in front of him, he realized that his embarrassment had been seen, and felt upset, he raised his neck like a fighting rooster, "I'm Zhao Jia from the Xi organization, you know my name, right? "

He is not at all surprised that young people can call him by his name, and this seemingly weak guy in front of him after meeting him just now is not an easy-going lamp. "what's your name?"

Zhao Jia's question aroused Meng Tai's sideways glance.

Facing the eyes of the two, Shen Mo took down the apple on his head, held the apple and said: "My name is Shen Mo, the sink of three o'clock water, and the silence of Mo."

"Okay, I see." The baby-faced young man waved his hand, and pulled the arm of a man who was half a head taller than himself: "Come on, Brother Tai, let's go to your side to see how you are training ghost soldiers... ..."

"Silence..." Montai was being dragged away, and couldn't help looking back twice.

The slender young man was still standing there.

Zhao Jia chatted and waited until he could no longer see anyone, and told Meng Tai the whole story of seeing this young man just now.

"I'm telling you, this man is a weirdo&**...%%"

Meng Tai looked at the beaming people and thought, it's really rare that Zhao Xiaojia has found a new friend.