Jiang Chen was stunned and asked in surprise: "Exposed!?"

"Sister Hong, was there something wrong with your disguise just now?"

Sister Hong: “???”

What nonsense are you talking about.

How can we two adults disguise ourselves and blend in with a group of little ghost kids?

"Are you looking down on our intelligence? Ghost energy +999."

"You bastard! Ghost energy +99!"

"You really think the kids are stupid, don't you? Ghost energy +999!"

“…”

"Did you kill our friend?" a child asked coldly.

"No." Jiang Chen immediately denied: "She committed suicide, I couldn't stop her."

The ghosts turned their heads and took a look at Zhang Xiaoyu's crushed neck, the large handprint left on it, and the blood on Jiang Chen's hands that had not been wiped dry.

There was silence again for a moment.

There are words in my heart that seem to be about to come out.

When the words came to my lips, I found myself speechless at the moment, and no words were enough to describe them.

"Ghost Energy +999!"

“…”

"Stop talking nonsense with him and take action to avenge our friend!"

"Use the most cruel means to torture him to death bit by bit!"

"Wait until he turns into a ghost and torture him again!"

A group of children showed ferocious looks and suddenly pounced on him.

And Jiang Chen didn't feel sorry.

When being besieged, he can quickly generate a wave of ghost energy in this way, which is already a great profit.

"The magnificent power of heaven, shining upon me, brings disaster upon me..."

Amidst the obscure whispers, an indescribable aura of horror slowly rose.

"Purple Mansion!"

With a loud shout, a series of terrifying arcs of electricity exploded on his body.

Jiang Chen took a step forward.

Amidst Sister Hong's surprised screams, she collided with a group of ghosts.

Amidst a series of explosions and hissing sounds, ghost energy rose up, and the souls of the child ghosts flew away on the spot, leaving their bodies charred.

Only two weaker evil spirits in the distance were too slow to move and thus escaped with their lives.

A little boy and a little girl, both about eight or nine years old, had dazed faces and looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Jiang Chen's electric light disappeared.

"Sister Hong, this is for your actual combat."

Although Sister Hong's comprehension is a little slow, her talent is not necessarily much weaker than that of the Su Ling sisters. However, she has a family inheritance, and Jiang Chen can no longer help her find a teacher.

As a friend.

He chose to take the other party through a real battle to increase his chances of survival in the future.

"Can I... do this?" Sister Hong felt like crying but had no tears.

The child in front of me had half of his face gouged out, with only the white of one eye in his pupil. His limbs were twisted and he was crawling on the ground in a weird posture with his hair disheveled. He looked so horrible that he could almost scare people to death.

The most important thing is.

I am an E-level genius, and the other party are two evil spirits!

Jiang Chen's face was full of encouragement.

In order not to let his kindness down, Sister Hong gritted her teeth and walked forward with a trembling body.

She held a black brush in her hand, muttering something to herself. When she was at a certain distance, she made a stroke, and a very faint golden light suddenly appeared.

And at this time.

The two little ghost children broke free from their shock and saw that the man did not make a move. The little boy pounced on Sister Hong with a grim smile on his face, and the flying golden light dotted his brow.

No harm was caused.

The next moment, the little boy stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

It was slightly stunned.

Sister Hong suddenly shouted, "Kui Xing kicks the fight!"

She was wearing a black leather combat uniform tonight, which she had custom-made at a high price. It was very elastic, and on her feet were a pair of special combat boots covered with thin steel.

A kick was thrown out, heroic and powerful.

This was the second move of the Big Dipper Secret Technique. She hadn't actually mastered it, but simply learned the posture and shouted it out to give herself more momentum.

The accuracy of this kick was very average.

The little boy casually turned sideways and dodged it easily.

When Sister Hong retracted her foot, it seemed to have lost its mind, stumbled, and its head hit the combat boot, and it was kicked down.

Even more unfortunate is.

After being kicked out, the boy bumped into Jiang Chen.

It's still in a daze.

The man leaned over and looked at him, a big smile on his face: "Little boy, was your head kicked? Uncle will help you rub it!"