Ye Tong didn't expect Qiao Qiao to be so shameless.

When he looked up, he almost felt like he was being pushed into the ghost's mouth. He was really angry and anxious, "You talk so confidently, why don't you go by yourself?"

Not only did Qiao Qiao not go, but he took a few steps back.

"It's too ugly. I won't go."

As she spoke, she actually touched her pocket and took out her cell phone.

Surprisingly, she wasn't pretending to refuse, but was really attracted by the handsome man - she sincerely sent a message to Shen Rangchen: Jianghu is in urgent need of help, and we need your abdominal muscles!

Shen Rangchen: “…”

Ye Tong: “…”

I can really hear your calculations even from the ghost girl’s mouth!

Ye Tong was so angry that he almost laughed.

He still wanted to continue arguing with Qiao Qiao.

The eight-mouthed ghost in front of him was unwilling: "Are you guys talking like this too much and not taking me seriously?"

As she spoke, she was huffing angrily. Ye Tong felt a suction force coming at him, and he couldn't help but move forward, getting closer to the big mouth of the eight-mouthed evil spirit.

"call--"

What was even more disgusting was that when he got closer, Ye Tong seemed to smell an unconcealable stench of decay coming from the ghost's mouth.

He took a closer look and saw that in the eight-mouthed ghost's mouth, besides the shark-like serrations, there was also some rotten meat that had not been swallowed completely and a struggling little ghost.

Obviously, this evil ghost is really ruthless. It not only devours people, but also does not let go of their souls.

“…”

Ye Tong was really disgusted.

He didn't bother to argue with Qiao Qiao at this moment. He imitated Qiao Qiao and slapped the eight-mouthed evil ghost.

“Snap—”

"Ga—"

Ye Bingwang's cards were broken.

The eight-mouthed ghost was not slammed against the wall as he expected, and could not be pulled down. Instead, after being stunned, he was directly enraged by him.

“Ah ...

Ye Tong saw the eight-mouthed ghost screaming and retreating, not running away, but starting to accumulate all his strength.

“Hualala——”

As she moved, a strong wind blew around the villa, making the whole villa shake and even affecting the celestial phenomena outside, bringing rolling black clouds in the sky.

What is the origin of this ghost?

Feeling this, to be honest, Ye Tong felt a little scared.

But at this moment, Qiao Qiao was still gloating over there.

"Why don't you interrupt the local spellcasting?"

"Ye Tong, little brother Ye, can you do it?"

Ye Tong: “…”

Before Ye Tong had time to get angry, the eight-mouthed ghost had already reacted first, speeding up every minute, and with a "whoosh", the eight mouths merged into one.

The whole ghost turned into an extremely large mouth. It took a deep breath and stirred up countless strong winds, which swept everything present and rushed into its mouth.

"ah--"

Ye Tong could still hold on, but his two loyal subordinates were beginning to feel overwhelmed.

However, his heart tightened and he didn't have time to worry.

"ah--"

A scream passed by.

Everyone saw a round thing with its eyes closed, "flying" directly towards the mouth of the evil ghost in the middle of the villa.

Ah this...

Qiao Qiao was speechless.

Ye Tong was speechless.

Netizens were also speechless.

[What happened to the promise of showing us feudal superstitions? You're already looking so clueless before we even get in?]

[It's okay to make us faint, but the staff member who threw us headfirst onto the ground was a bit too much!]

[What a piece of crap! The Waste King is such a waste! If he really could kill everyone, he would have done it long ago. I don't think he can be a director anymore. He's just trying to make a last hurrah. Everyone, go away!]

[Let's go, let's go. If you trust the Waste King again, I'll be a dog!]

【.....】

As netizens were talking, they really dispersed.

Lao Niu, who fainted at the same time as Wang Mapi and even accidentally dropped the program crew's expensive camera while climbing the wall, could not disperse.

The next day, they were claimed by the villa owner as if they were corpses. He failed to report Qiao Qiao for "feudal superstition" and was almost detained for being a thief.

That was a miserable group.

Let’s take a look at the public opinion on the Internet.

"Wuwuwu——" Wang Mapi's head was spinning with anger, and he wanted to cry even more.

What's worse is that these fair and just policemen Shu Li didn't believe them at all. He really saw a ghost last night.

I just insist that the owner of the villa is playing cosplay!

"If you don't believe me, just look!"

As the villa hostess spoke, she took out a big-mouthed flower headgear from the game from her backpack. It was quite perfunctory.

Wang Mapi's eyes turned green with anger.

"We're all adults. Do you really think I'm so fucking cowardly that I could be frightened by a toy?"

The villa hostess chuckled, obviously feeling a little guilty.

Wang Mapi suppressed the anger in his heart and was just about to take advantage of the situation to attack.

At the door of the police station, a man who looked very familiar suddenly came in.

“That’s him!”

The man took the information, pointed at him, and started complaining to the police.

The policeman who had just been trying to mediate with a pleasant face suddenly changed his expression when he heard this, and became cold and ruthless:

"You're really brave. You've already signed the contract, yet you still dare to withhold wages."

"How do you say that?"

"Would you like to pay them their wages now, or go through the criticism and education process first?"

“…”

Now, he began to feel guilty and turned into Wang Mapi.

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