The evil spirit bosses are all my husbands

They started to be unscrupulous.

They are satisfied that their works are admired by everyone, and they rejoice in people's abuse and disgust, which is their medal.

The more disgust and fear people have, the more successful their work will be.

Then one day, pervert A and pervert B were put into the same world, they showed each other their works, and marveled at the beauty of art created by each other.

So the two BTs became friends, and using the same method, the four became companions.

The aborigines can no longer satisfy their desires, they need real, fresh women, otherwise their inspiration will be curbed, so they began to choose to start with the same testers and experiencers as them.

The choice is exquisite, annoying, out of gregarious, and low in force value. No one will regret and track down their deaths, so it is appropriate.

The more times they succeed, the more unscrupulous they become.

Until today, they encountered a malevolent star. The big man seemed to have a radar and went straight to the hiding place of the four of them. After a few minutes, it was quiet. Only the paper full of evil thoughts on the ground could prove that someone had been there this time.

Except for the two small gangs of seven who conspired to commit the crime, most of the trainees rushed to the floors and began massacring sick ghosts.

Only a small number of people who did not have confidence in themselves stayed in the nursing station, tremblingly praying for others to complete the task as soon as possible.

However, the sick ghosts in the building are not something that a few humans can solve immediately. These sick ghosts who are born mentally handicapped have a unified name in the evil spirit world, Po, that is, there is no soul, which is given to them by the evil spirit system. The definition of level is very low, but at the same time, it is specially reminded that ghosts like Po are very dangerous. Some Po's abilities even surpass the ghost king, and generally, these Po are much more powerful than ghosts of the same level.

A soul that has no way of thinking, will not have the thought of running away, but only has the idea of ​​fighting to the end, and will not use the characteristics of ghosts to deliberately hide the body, or pass through walls and objects to create obstacles for humans. The world is fair. No matter what kind of species you are, the world is the same regardless of good or bad, so ghosts like Po are born with powerful ghost power, and their lowest ability can reach the level of wraiths. level of soul.

Wan Jinxin doesn't think Li Gui is powerful, that's because he has a beautiful face. When a race is full of crooked melons and jujubes, suddenly there is a beautiful man in the race, then there is no doubt, he is the treasure of the whole race, It's the one who can't wait to be protected in his pocket.

But for other crooked melons and dates, Li Gui will not be polite, just say that Liu Xin's world, Yao Jun's world, the death rate is super high, Liu Xin's world is always destroyed, Yao Jun's He doesn't do much work in the world, he always watches dramas mostly, he only has one request, which can't be wiped out completely, so the little ghosts under his hands just let one person out every time.

No matter how experienced the experienced practitioners were, they could not break this law. The veteran experienced practitioners have already defined that, only by besieging at least five experienced practitioners who are not skilled enough can they win.

Only these stunned youths who have just come out of the novice world are so fearless.

So not a single ghost has been wiped out today.

After the sky darkened, the staff began to prepare to get off work and go back to the dormitory. Before leaving, they kindly reminded the trainees who had just been exhausted to go back to the dormitory area to rest.

Eager to finish their tasks early and go home, they did not heed the advice of the staff.

Anyway, these sick ghosts will not come out in the ward, and some of them are covered with restraint belts. Those who are covered with restraint belts seem to be able to be restrained, and their hands and feet are not flexible. It should have no effect.

But that's a good thing, isn't it?

Several people are preparing to recharge their batteries and fight another round.

Only the fighting slag who felt that he couldn't help before hurried back with the medical staff.

Of course, there was Wan Jinxin who obediently went back to the dormitory to sleep, and he even went back earlier than the medical staff.

Wan Jinxin felt that this was a world of terror, and he might be woken up anytime, anywhere, and then beware of fighting. He didn’t know when he would go to bed next time. He felt that he was getting older and lacked energy, so he was naturally different from young people. If there is a chance to sleep, he will definitely sleep, and he will not let it go.

After a few worlds, he has gotten used to it.

In this world, Wan Jinxin really has no clue. He turned his head to look at the sticky spirit hanging on his arm, little fool, and thought about the patients he saw in every room. Before he was really sure that these patients would do bad things , Wan Jinxin really has no way to attack weak people like them.

Those who bully the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, women and children are not humans, they are beasts, and the same goes for those who bully such ghosts, uh... the ghosts of women and children are quite powerful.

Back in the dormitory, Wan Jinxin dragged Wang Er Siqiong, Sensen thought he was the big boss Wan Jinxin asked him: "Why did you ask other people to kill the patients in this hospital? Are they really bad?"

Wang Er Siqiong took advantage of the opportunity to touch Wan Jinxin's neck again, smiling: "Kiss~" and tried to stretch his neck to kiss him.

(*￣3￣)╭

Wan Jinxin: "Stop pretending, there is no one else here."

As a world boss, how could he not have an IQ? This little fool must be pretending to take advantage of him.

so tired!

Wan Jinxin did not know how many times he sighed.

There are really too many ghosts who want to take advantage of him recently.

Wang Er Siqiong: "What? (*￣3￣)╭"

Wan Jinxin refused countless times of Xiaopen's friendly kisses, and tried every means he could think of to make stereotypes, but to no avail.

When coercion doesn't work well, it can only be lured. Wan Jinxin didn't think about letting the kid take advantage of it. He felt that he was capable enough to stop the kid.Just like he did just now.

So Wan Jinxin started to die: "Little fool, if you tell me the truth, how about I let you kiss me?" After speaking, he deliberately raised his hands to indicate that the little fool can do whatever he wants with him, and he will not resist.

The little fool's eyes lit up, and he passed by at once, like a dog, mua~mua~mua~ if there is lipstick on Wan Jinxin's face, Wan Jinxin's face is probably full Lips are printed.

Wan Jinxin pushed Wang Er Siqiong's head away: "I said, only kiss me if you tell me the truth, not now." Seriously.

Wang Er Siqiong: I don't know anything except kissing.

After wrestling for more than half an hour, Wan Jinxin still didn't hear anything other than kiss from Wang Er Siqiong, so he gave up.

Wan Jinxin snapped: "Go away!"

Wang Er Siqiong understood, Wang Er Siqiong couldn't accept it anymore, Wang Er Siqiong was angry!

Mentally retarded people are moody, don't you know?

Wang Er Siqiong screamed and rushed towards Wan Jinxin on the bed.

The change of face came too fast, and Wan Jinxin couldn't react.

There should be harmony here.

In short, Wang Er made Wan Jinxin truly understand what the anger of the mentally retarded is.

You can’t treat me whatever you want if I’m smiling all day long, and you can treat me whatever you think is okay, then I also think it’s okay to treat you whatever you want.

The child Wang Er felt that Wan Jinxin made him sad, so he let Wan Jinxin hurt his body. This idea is very good. After putting it into practice, it is really good, so the innocent child equates sadness and comfort .

Let the sadness come more violently!

On the second day, Wan Jinxin lay on the bed wanting to cry without tears.

He became a scumbag.

He didn't keep his own, chastity and integrity, in short, all kinds of fucks.

At this time, Wang Er Siqiong appeared in front of Wan Jinxin's bed, holding her cheeks in both hands, squatting down and looking at Wan Jinxin, the scene was very cute.

It's a pity that Wan Jinxin can't appreciate it.

Wan Jinxin moved his mouth and wanted to tell him to fuck off, but he didn't know what to think of, so he held back.

Wang Er Siqiong: "Uncle~ get up~"

Wan Jinxin shook his head: "I'm sorry, it hurts!" His tone was even gentle.

Thinking of last night:

Wan Jinxin scolded angrily: "Get lost."

Wang Er Siqiong: sad T_T

But it’s okay (-^〇^-) Being sad is equal to being comfortable.

So the second time, the third time, the fourth time.

Wan Jinxin was afraid, and never scolded him or beat him anymore, but Wan Jinxin didn't want to see the person who did bad things to him.

So she closed her eyes and didn't look at him, and said, "I don't want to see you."

Wang Er Siqiong: So sad!

the fifth time.

Wan Jinxin: ...It seems that even talking is wrong, so it's okay if I don't talk?You can't even breathe wrong, can you?

Wang Er Siqiong: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo on uncle"

The sixth time, the seventh time.

It is worth mentioning that Wan Jinxin did not cry after the seventh time, but Wang Er Siqiong, a little fool, started crying instead, looking very sad.

Wang Er Siqiong: "Uncle, I don't have it~ I don't~ I'm not comfortable~ I'm uncomfortable~" She looked so wronged that she could even say four words.

Wan Jinxin is irritable, you have raped me so many times and I didn't let you, you are gone, you are uncomfortable, it's none of my business?

And hearing this dead brat say that there is no more, Wan Jinxin's little fear disappeared immediately, you have no strength, what else should I be afraid of?It's time to beat him, to scold him, not to vent his aggrieved feelings of sorry for him for the past few hours.

A few minutes later, Wan Jinxin watched the little fool crying, moving up and down against indescribable parts, crying, moving, and shouting: "I can't do it~ I can't do it~ It's broken~ It's broken~Uncle~ Uncle~ it’s broken~"

Wan Jinxin: ...Uncle is not broken yet, don't curse uncle?

But Wan Jinxin was very happy to see the dead kid like this, really unhappy about retribution, it's not that the time for not reporting has not yet come.

But this schadenfreude was only temporary.

The author has something to say: There is a driving version of this chapter, which is privately posted with a buttoned skirt.No. in Chapter 6's words