Chapter 151: Demon, Random Magical Power: Thunder Magic

Ghostly figures are everywhere.

The rooftops of the four buildings were almost a hell on earth.

Su Ling was so nervous that she could hardly breathe, her heart was completely overwhelmed by fear. Her shadow faded, and a spot of bright red slowly emerged.

There was a terrifying figure in front, looking ready to make a move.

"It's you!?"

A woman's voice sounded, and all the ghosts present restrained their breath and moved away. Behind them, in the middle of the roof, was Jiang Chen's old acquaintance, Zhang Chunyu.

At this moment, her shriveled figure had long since recovered.

Her long dress was as red as blood, so gorgeous that it was dripping with color. Red was the main color of her dress, with only a small amount of white left, attached to it like spots.

His whole body exuded a terrifying aura.

A shrine was suspended in front of him, constantly emitting disaster and ominousness, which attached to the ghosts in the four buildings, sucking away their resentment while injecting a large amount of pure black curses.

While making each ghost even more terrifying.

It also gave feedback to Zhang Chunyu, causing her strength to increase almost by leaps and bounds.

"Hahaha, you dare walk into this neighborhood alone?!"

Zhang Chunyu's face was distorted with excitement.

Last night's experience was a traumatic experience second only to her death.

Being fooled and deceived by a living person, and frightened to the point of near mental breakdown, is a great insult.

She didn't expect the other party to come to her door tonight. She felt that this was a gift from God, allowing her to take revenge with the most brutal means.

"I was afraid someone might come in and scare you." Jiang Chen responded cheerfully, "After all, little sister, you're really too timid. Last night in the car, you were almost scared to tears by a ghost story."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyu's ferocious aura stagnated.

His face froze for a second, then he sneered, "What a joke! I'm the biggest ghost story in this neighborhood, the scariest ghost. How could I be afraid of ghosts?"

When the ghosts heard Jiang Chen's words, they looked incredulous.

Listen to Zhang Chunyu's explanation again.

He immediately nodded as if relieved.

Everyone in Building 4 was killed by Zhang Chunyu. They were restricted by her in many ways, just like her ghost slaves.

No one wants their boss to be a coward.

"Sister Zhang, this living person is so sharp-tongued. Why don't Xiaobao and I eat him?" The pale-faced little girl holding a baby corpse said sinisterly.

He also grinned, revealing a row of sharp teeth.

Zhang Chunyu also squinted his eyes and looked over.

Only then did she notice Su Ling behind Jiang Chen and said coldly, "This has nothing to do with you. Do you want to get involved in this mess?!"

She seemed to know Su Ling.

Su Ling's pupils slowly turned pitch black, fine blood vessels appeared at the corners of her eyes, the curve of her lips gradually became somewhat unfamiliar, and her entire body slowly floated in the air, with half of her clothes turning bright red.

He also spoke in a cold voice.

"I can do it, why do you need to interrupt?"

She has a very tough attitude and is not polite even when facing the strongest ghosts in the four buildings.

However, after taking a few glances at Zhang Chunyu's almost entirely bright red clothes, he turned around and floated to the side, quietly watching the scene in front of him.

It is obvious that he intends not to help either side.

Jiang Chen was not too disappointed. After all, Su Qiao was a ghost. It was good enough that she did not unite with others to attack him, a living person.

"Heh." Zhang Chunyu smiled coldly and looked at Jiang Chen with a cold face: "The group of people who were alive yesterday are not here, and she doesn't intend to help you. What do you have to rely on now?"

She had a strange smile on her face and was already thinking about how to torture the living person in front of her.

During this period, Jiang Chen was always picking up things from his wallet.

At this moment, he seemed to have finally found what he wanted, and took out a small DV, which was a high-end product he bought at a high price, and it had a built-in projection function.

Without saying a word, he turned on a button, and a light screen was projected onto a wall on the roof, playing a video.

A voice sounded.

"...How about this, sister? Let me tell you a story...One night, taxi driver Lao Zhao..."

“…”

"Master, your work badge fell off."

“…”

"There's something wrong with this driver. His last name is Zhao too... What should I do?"

“…”

"Don't touch it, let's think about how to get out of this car first."

“…”

“Dark grey tracksuit…Ahhhhh!!”