Supernatural: I, Creator Of Ghosts

"Ahhh...!"

Suddenly, high-decibel screams sounded one after another, and everyone's faces were pale with fright.

The young lovers on the side hugged each other tightly, while the three members of the Spiritual Club opened their mouths wide, and quickly stepped back.

As for the newly joined young man, he shrank into a ball in fright.

Only Su Yang looked at everything in front of him calmly.

Even ghosts can be slaughtered, so how can they still be afraid of these things?

"Oh... it's all right!"

"Haha... Don't be afraid, everyone, I'm not a ghost!"

Looking at the friend who was screaming in fright, the hostess Shishi quickly comforted her with a triumphant smile.

In the live broadcast room!

"Fuck, Shishi is so cute, how can a ghost story scare them like this?"

"6666, today's horror anchor, Shishi, will be online soon!"

"Damn it, it really scared me, can you dance hot dance at night to calm me down...!"

"Don't say anything, the rocket is coming!"

...

After hearing Shishi's voice, everyone calmed down one after another, panting heavily.

"Are you really not a ghost?"

The girl in the young couple still asked a little worriedly.

"Hehehe...Of course I'm not a ghost...!"

Female anchor Shishi is still proud of her ghost story just now.

"Okay, okay, then let me tell you something!"

The girl in the young couple on the side spoke:

"My favorite food is stir-fried chicken feet, this dish may sound strange to you.

Because this dish is unique to our village restaurant.

But there is a strange thing about this boss, that is, the paws are limited to six servings per day!

Ever since I ate their stir-fried chicken feet, I have been lingering.

Every time I think of it, I feel endless aftertaste.

But the limited supply of two servings per day is very worrying.

So I just wanted to learn the craft secretly, and then go home and do it myself.

I sneaked into the back kitchen of this restaurant that day.

The door was open, so I walked in and hid quietly behind a large tank.

Next to the big tank, there are two huge black plastic bags with bulging meat inside.

At this moment, someone in the front hall ordered stir-fried chicken feet.

I saw the greasy and fat chef lift a piece of cloth from the wall.

On the wall, there are three people hanging on hooks at this moment, dripping with blood!

Two of them had lost their hands, and blood was dripping drop by drop.

The greasy and fat chef chopped off the hand of the third person.

Quickly processed the stir-fry, and went to the front hall with the plate.

But the person whose hand was cut off didn't cry out in a daze.

He just looked at me with cold eyes. "

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the door of the kitchen was slammed shut, and the greasy and fat chef... walked towards me...!

"Honey, have you seen my hand?"

The girl turned her head slowly, raised her empty sleeves, looked at her boyfriend with a strange expression and said.

"I... I... What the hell...!"

Looking at his girlfriend's empty sleeves, and that pale and gloomy face.

The boy screamed in fright, turned around and ran towards the distance in the darkness.

"Hey, dear...don't run away, I'm scaring you...!"

Seeing her boyfriend who disappeared in no time, the girl hastily stretched out her hand from her sleeve.

But the boyfriend has long since disappeared.

In a dark building like Jiang Cheng No. 8 Hospital, girls dare not rush after her.

An anxious look appeared on his face.

Randomly, he turned around and looked at Su Yang, the female anchor and the three people from the Ghost Society.

"Can you come with me to find my boyfriend?"

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