Zheng Ziang looked at the girl with surprise and doubt, only to see her slowly raise her head, revealing a pale and beautiful face.
Only one eye remained on its face; the other eye was just a bloody hole, as if it had been gouged out by someone.
He was so close that he could almost see the maggots wriggling in the girl's eyes!
The girl's lips twitched, then slowly rose to reveal a mechanical, eerily strange smile: "Young Master Zheng, I'm Xiao Li. Do you remember me?"
"What Xiao Hong and Xiao Li! No matter what you are, get out of here! Stop trying to scare me with your ghostly act!" Zheng Ziang swallowed hard, cursing as he backed away.
The female ghost named Xiaoli pouted, let out a long sigh, and said coquettishly, "Young Master Zheng is so heartless. You once told me that you would be with me for life. I've only been dead for half a year, and you've already forgotten me completely."
"Young Master Zheng, being a scumbag will bring divine retribution!"
Divine retribution?
Zheng Ziang sneered. He never believed in divine retribution. If there really was such a thing as divine retribution, then what would be the point of having police?
Why not just wait for God to strike each of the bad guys dead with lightning?
Zheng Ziang reached the doorway and said disdainfully, "I've slept with hundreds, if not thousands, of women. There are plenty of women named Xiaoli. Who do you think you are? You're not even worth remembering."
"Trying to play the ghost trick on me? Let me tell you! There are no ghosts in this world!"
If there were really something fishy going on, all those women who were played to death by his older brother would have gone to him long ago!
"But you, woman, I'll remember you! You just wait!"
Zheng Ziang pointed at her, turned the doorknob and was about to leave the private room when he suddenly realized that the doorknob wouldn't budge!
A pale, cold hand slowly rested on his shoulder, and a voice said softly, "Zheng Zi'ang, then... you should remember me, right?"
Zheng Ziang subconsciously turned his head and saw a young and handsome face.
Upon seeing this face, Zheng Ziang froze, as deliberately forgotten memories surged back: the rainy day... the girl he had dragged into the abandoned school building...
And... the girl whose face was smashed beyond recognition by him with bricks, dragged to an abandoned well, and thrown in, dying with her eyes wide open in disbelief...
Zheng Ziang's eyes widened suddenly. He screamed and turned to run away in terror, but it was as if an invisible hand was pressing down on his shoulder, pinning him to the spot...
In an instant, a shrill scream rang out from the previously decadent private room.
The three men who killed Sheng Hanxiang also lay on the ground, their bodies convulsing violently, emitting inhuman howls...
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When Nan Yuanman, Feng Jingcheng, and Feng Zining rushed to the private room of the club and opened the door, they were met with a scene that resembled hell.
Zheng Ziang knelt on the ground, his limbs twisted, his head held high, a wine bottle stuffed in his mouth, and his face slashed and bloodied.
The three men drowned: one drowned with his head submerged in the sink, another drowned with his head submerged in the toilet bowl, and the third drowned in a wine barrel.
Apart from the four of them, the rest of the people in the private room were scattered on the ground, their fates unknown.
Feng Jingcheng glanced at it, then slammed the door shut. With a complicated expression, he turned to Feng Zining and said, "Brother, let's call the police."
Feng Zining nodded and immediately made a phone call.
Nan Yuanman watched as Sheng Hanxiang and the ghosts floated out of the private room. Perhaps because they had taken their revenge, much of their resentment had dissipated.
One of the male ghosts saw Nan Yuanman, his face darkened, his eyes flashed, and he roared as he charged at her: "It's all because of you stinking Taoist priests protecting him! So many people have died! You deserve to die too!"
Before he could even get close to Nan Yuanman, Xiaocao, who was sitting on Nan Yuanman's shoulder, jumped up and kicked him away.
The burning ghost emerged from the other end where the male ghost had flown off, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and said with a grin, "That's not very kind of you. If my little master hadn't destroyed your amulet, you would still be watching your enemy live a good life!"
The ghost who had been burned alive then grabbed the male ghost by the neck, still smiling: "Are you... repaying kindness with enmity? Hmm?"
The male ghost immediately backed down, raising his hands: "I didn't mean that. I was just taking my anger out on him. Yes, taking my anger out on him."
Nan Yuanman pouted and glared at the male ghost, then looked at Sheng Hanxiang and the group of ghosts, trying to look serious: "Now that you have taken your revenge, according to the rules, I will send you to the underworld."
These ghosts have all taken human lives; they cannot be allowed to remain in the human world any longer.
"Hey! Little sister, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. We're doing just fine as ghosts now, we don't need you to send us to the underworld!" A young man with a hideous face deliberately tried to scare Nan Yuanman.
Having experienced the power of ghosts, these ghosts, who had been corrupted by resentment for many years, no longer had the desire to be reincarnated. They only thought about being ghosts and lording it over others.
“Oh, it’s fine if you don’t go.” Nan Yuanman nodded and took out his copper coin sword: “Then I’ll beat you to a pulp now, so that you won’t go out and harm innocent people and cause the Heavenly Dao to blame me for the karma.”
Young Ghost: "..."
He chuckled awkwardly and changed the subject: "However, this matter is still negotiable!"
Sheng Hanxiang let out a long breath. She took a deep look at Feng Zining, who was on the phone giving directions to the police, then looked down at Nan Yuanman with a complicated expression and said, "Please send me away, thank you."
She turned to look at the private room and whispered, "There's an innocent girl in the white dress in here. They're the next toys that Zheng Ziang and Sun Mengman have their eyes on. Take her with you when you leave."
She knew very well what the deaths of Zheng Ziang and Sun Mengman meant to these two families. As an ordinary girl, she was very likely to be targeted by both families if she were present at the scene.
Feng Jingcheng continued, "Don't worry, we will take the innocent people away."
Sheng Hanxiang lowered her head and said, "Thank you."
Nan Yuanman then summoned the underworld officials to take Sheng Hanxiang and the unwilling ghosts to the underworld.
After Nan Yuanman saw the ghosts off, the person in charge of the club was also alerted. He hurriedly ran up to Feng Zining, his chubby face beaming with a warm smile: "Fourth Young Master Feng, Sixth Master Feng, what brings you here?"
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I would have sent someone to entertain you!"
Feng Zining gave Feng Jingcheng a strange look, then pointed to the private room in the club and said to the person in charge, "Instead of entertaining us first, you should think about how to explain this to the Zheng family."
The person in charge pushed open the door of the private room with a puzzled look, and when he saw the scene inside, which was like a living hell, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Feng Zining: "?"
Feng Jingcheng: "Oh ho."
He looked down and saw Nan Yuanman sneaking around, trying to peek over him. He quickly covered her eyes with his large hand, picked her up, and took her away from there: "Children shouldn't look like that, they'll get styes."
"Brother, I'll leave things here to you. I'll take Yuanman home first." Feng Jingcheng said to Feng Zining, thinking that if the police arrived later, there would be a lot of people disturbed, and the children might get separated.
"Come to my house after you've taken care of things. I have a surprise for you."
Feng Zining pinched the bridge of his nose: "I understand, go back now, Sixth Master Feng."
Feng Jingcheng: "..."
When other people called out to me, I didn't think anything of it, but when Feng Zining called out, it sounded so sarcastic and strange...
Nan Yuanman didn't want to leave before the excitement was over. She stubbornly stuck out her little bottom and tried to sit on the ground to throw a tantrum: "No, I don't want to go back. I want to join in the fun!"
Feng Jingcheng sneered, thinking that this would leave him helpless?
He half-squatted down, and like holding a bowl, grabbed Nan Yuanman's two chubby little legs and carried her away.
Nan Yuanman: "..."
Adults are so annoying!
Feng Jingcheng carried Nan Yuanman to the car and had just closed the door when the Zheng family, who had received the news, stopped their car. A woman with exquisite makeup stumbled out of the car, calling out as she ran forward, "Zi'ang! My son!"
As she ran, the necklace hidden in her collar was flung out, and Nan Yuanman, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly smelled a strong aura of menace.
The little red coffin lid inside the small handbag clicked open.
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