"Go ahead and shout." Qin Wushuang stood up calmly and walked towards the woman step by step.

"Along, Along." The woman called out loudly.

"Actually, there's no need to shout. Your bodyguard is sleeping soundly. It's useless even if you shout at the top of your lungs." Qin Wushuang came in front of the woman. At this time, the two were less than one meter apart.

"Wang Yourong, do you really not recognize me?"

Wang Yourong heard the other party calling out his name and squinted his eyes to look carefully.

From the initial confusion, to surprise, and then to horror.

"you……"

"Ghost!" Wang Yourong screamed, his hair standing on end.

Yellow liquid flowed down her thighs.

I peed.

It smells quite strong.

"Pa!" A loud slap.

Wang Yourong fell heavily to the ground before he could react, his hair disheveled and his head buzzing.

Blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the five slap marks were particularly conspicuous.

"Gudong." Wang Yourong swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Qin Wushuang was pushed off the cliff by her own hands.

It can also be said that he killed it with his own hands.

The body was not found at that time, and it suddenly appeared in my home today. How could I not be afraid?

"You said I'm a human? Or a ghost?" Qin Wushuang asked condescendingly.

"You...you are a human, you have a shadow." Wang Yourong pointed behind Qin Wushuang.

"Thanks to you, I am not dead, but alive and well."

"Three years! Wang Yourong, do you know how I've been spending these past three years?"

Qin Wushuang took two steps at a time, grabbed Wang Yourong's hair and lifted her up.

Then he held his head and smashed it against the coffee table.