The expression on the little boy's head became more and more distorted, and he howled harder.

When his mouth was about to open and close again, he intimidated the arrogant man in front of him.

A tone of anger that was extremely suppressed suddenly echoed.

"Why are you not a ghost..."

"I like to call me uncle, right?"

"I like playing football, right?"

"Come on, play football."

"Also play football!"

Shi Qian lifted his strong King Kong leg on his right foot, and the little boy's twisted face was under his feet.

At this moment, the eyes on the stiff smiling face were filled with disbelief.

The person in front of me is a fool? Don’t you know that you are here to scare him?

No!

This guy...

He is simply an extremely terrifying madman!

The little boy suddenly felt a little regretful, why did he come over to pick this person?

But not only reality does not have any regret medicine, nor does it in the game!

The slightly dark-covered right foot fell down without hesitation and stomped on the little boy's head!

puff.

Like a watermelon that exploded.

Shi Qian's body disappeared the moment he burst out blood and juice on his head.

He didn't want that kind of dirty thing to stain his trousers.

The next second, the thin figure instantly appeared beside the little boy's headless side.

It is even darker than the darkness around you.

When Qian appeared beside the little boy, the ghost who had just wrapped his feet had already returned to the ground.

Unfortunately, a little blood stained the cuffs.

Looking at the body in front of you.

The little boy's neck had no head, and his old and ugly face disappeared with his head.

"Sure enough, this looks much more pleasing than before."

"Yes, the little boy should be like this. He has no heads, so cute."

Shi Qian couldn't help but sigh.

That face really doesn't fit his position on the little boy's identity.

Especially in the dim corridor.

Without a head, there is much atmosphere.

However, under Shi Qian's gaze, the boy's body began to shake slightly.

In a trance, the head that was trampled by himself was actually back!

And Shi Qian discovered that the new head was only a small part of it rotted, with a faint black gap in the center of the head, and a large number of white bugs were fleeing out of the hole.

It seems to be a cockroach larva.

The larvae looked panicked and crawled out desperately. Some even kicked their companions back, for fear that they would be wrapped in if they ran slowly.

Because the dark and faint gap on the boy's head is constantly healing rapidly, the entire gap is getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.

While trying to run, I wanted to stop it.

Shi Qian's fingers were wrapped in a layer of darkness.

Pinch a white cockroach larva.

The larva was touched by the ghost and stopped struggling immediately. With Shi Qian exerted a little force, he was crushed to pieces.

However, there was nothing in the larva's body, only a slight supernatural power slowly dissipated at his fingertips.

"It seems that the inside of this little boy's body is made up of such supernatural little bugs."

Shi Qian was not surprised, and it was possible that any situation in the thriller world could be encountered.

It is much more acceptable than the weird ghost nurse walking with her ankles, holding a syringe, and the dense head that drills out of the sewer, and the huge body full of holes.

However, when I remembered that nurse, Shi Qian once thought that guy was a ghost, so he should be considered beautiful.

Unfortunately, I didn't try the whip at that time.

Looking at the wound on the little boy's head that was gradually healing, Shi Qian's eyes flashed, and he was comparable to his neighbor Liao Qing's recovery ability, and even stronger.

He couldn't help but have an idea.

Is it even more powerful if the collapser turns into a ghost in the thriller game?

If you have the chance, you can try it out.

The little boy in front of him was trampled and his head was still alive, and he sucked his head back.

It aroused Shi Qian's interest.

However, he had noticed that there was a clear crack on the boy's neck that was recovering, causing his head to sway.

It seems to fall off again at any time.

And the folds on the boy's face disappeared and his skin became tight.

I don't know if it's nervous or why.

Because of the tension, Shi Qian discovered it.

It turned out that under the folds were tiny holes that were healing. Shi Qian guessed that the adult cockroaches had drilled out of these small holes.

The little boy couldn't help but tremble. The aura of this guy beside him was so terrifying.

Especially that darkness.

When I stepped on my head just now, it was clearly a ghostly aura!

The man in front of him, who was originally regarded as prey, was not a human, but a ghost at all!

A powerful and terrifying ghost!

It’s an existence that you absolutely cannot afford to provoke!

He is the one who was hunted...

The little boy endured his fear and twisted his little head that was gradually healing.

The face is neither a crying nor a smile, but a distortion that is extremely scared.

He said tremblingly.

"Brother, I won't play football anymore, I won't play football anymore, you can let me go..."

The little boy's tone was obviously crying.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't do it at all.

At some point, the shadow under Shi Qian's feet had completely entangled his feet.

The cold breath invaded every inch of his body, as if he was studying something.

But, he is about to freeze!

The organs in Shi Qian's body have been relieved a little. Although this little boy is also a strange creature, it is not his own meal.

Not right.

I remembered that Luo Jihao told himself not to cause trouble on the phone.

Swallow your anger.

Shi Qian silently raised his supernatural hands borrowed from the ghost and held the little boy's face.

“It looks much more comfortable now.”

"Come on, brother won't kill you anymore, brother will teach you how to play football."

"Remember, when you see someone as young and handsome as a brother, don't call him uncle, do you understand?"

Fear had filled the little boy's eyes.

He was just about to say something.

Shi Qian took off his head directly.

Then he quickly raised his right foot.

Kick the head in his hand away with one kick.

The wound on the little boy's head broke again, and a large number of cockroach larvae were shaken out from it.

Shi Qian could feel that the supernatural power in the headless body that belonged to the little boy was significantly weakened a lot. If he did this a few more times, he would die suddenly.

The flying head drew a graceful parabola in the air.

It was accurately stuffed into the trash can next to the door of the house opposite Shi Qian.

Just now, the trash can was stuffed.

It’s a pity that the little boy’s face was facing upwards, and it seems that this shot was still a bit flawed.

"What a pity, if I choose to join the federal government team, I'm afraid I won't be directly trying to win the Grand Slam!"
Chapter completed!