Judging from the color of the footprints, this so-called pen fairy should be a black spirit ghost. As for black spirit ghosts, they don't pose much of a threat. As long as they are not red-clothed ghosts, they are not that dangerous.
You must know that the undead fire gun in his hand can severely damage even white-clothed ghosts, let alone black-qi ghosts.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan hurriedly walked towards the master bedroom. But just when he was about to enter it, he found that he could not move forward at all. It seemed that there was some invisible force blocking the bedroom door, otherwise the people from outside would not be allowed to come in and the people inside would not be allowed to go out.
Zhang Fan could not see through the scene inside, as it was obscured by something that looked like a ghost covering his eyes. Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan became even more convinced that Ma Ling'er must have encountered an irresistible danger.
"In that case!" Zhang Fan's eyes flashed coldly, he slowly raised the necromancy gun, pointed it at the bedroom door and pulled the trigger.
"Bang! Boom!" The moment the trigger was pulled, a deafening blast suddenly exploded.
The huge recoil of the undead firecracker blew up the entire living room at this moment. All the furniture and sofas swayed a few times and fell to the ground.
Then a ferocious white bone bullet roared and shot towards the bedroom door. The next second, the bedroom door frame covered by invisible force collapsed, and even the surrounding walls were shaken by a network of cracks.
The supernatural power of the bone bullet contains the lethality of the extinction system, and it penetrates directly and shoots into the bedroom.
Then, a shrill scream resounded from it. Zhang Fan heard the sound, narrowed his eyes, and rushed in in pursuit of victory.
This time, he was not blocked by invisible forces and easily stepped into the master bedroom.
Entering inside, Zhang Fan saw Ma Ling'er lying unconscious on the ground. And behind her, near the curtain, stood a female ghost in a white dress without eyes and nose.
It's just that the white hands of this female ghost in a white dress are flowing with an unknown white liquid. It seemed that the bone-white bullet just now caused her some injuries.
Seeing the female ghost in the white dress, Zhang Fan took a deep breath, raised the undead fire gun in his hand, and pointed it at her.
At this moment, there are still nine bullets left in the undead fire gun, one of which has been used just now, so the light of the bloody groove on the left side of the undead fire gun has dimmed.
"Bang! Boom!" Zhang Fan pulled the trigger again, and a deafening sound suddenly exploded. The powerful recoil caused a strong wind in the master bedroom, and all the decorations hanging on the walls were knocked down.
The bone-white bullet roared like a grin in the air and shot towards the female ghost in the white dress. Seemingly aware of the terror of the undead fire gun, the female ghost in the white dress raised her hands to fight back, wanting to kill Zhang Fan from the air. However, for some reason, when she was about to cast some terrible curse power, she couldn't. It was time to discover that my own supernatural power was inexplicably time-consuming.
It was like being suppressed by something. Just when the female ghost in the white dress was puzzled, the exterminating white bone bullet was already approaching. She wanted to resist at this time, but it was already too late.
"Bang!" The white bone bullet passed through the forehead of the female ghost in the white dress, bringing out a piece of unknown white liquid. With a pop, it fell straight down, and a thick green smoke rose up, After a while, the female ghost in the white dress was completely out of her mind.
After dealing with the female ghost in the white dress, Zhang Fan asked Lele if there was any danger. Lele shook his head and made a safe gesture.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Fan put the undead fire gun into his system backpack and quickly helped Ma Ling'er up.
She was seriously injured. Both arms were almost twisted into twists and were highly deformed. I'm afraid the chances of being cured are slim.
Although his arm could not be saved, at least his life was saved. Zhang Fan supported Ma Ling'er and walked out of the bedroom to the living room.
Du Jianhai and Xu Wu outside the door were shocked when they saw Ma Ling'er in such miserable condition. Especially Xu Wu's expression changed drastically. He rushed into the door and came to Ma Ling'er's room. around.
"Ling'er, what's wrong with you?! Ling'er!!" Xu Wu was a little frantic and sweating profusely. He was about to check Ma Ling'er's injury, but when he saw Zhang Fan, a dwarf, talking to his goddess , being in such close contact, my heart was suddenly filled with anger, and my jealous eyes were about to burst into flames.
"You little brat, stay away from my Linger!!" Xu Wu angrily pushed Zhang Fan hard, trying to push him aside, but after he pushed, Zhang Fan's body did not move at all, even Not even a step backward.
"You damn thing, you're really looking for death!!" Seeing that he couldn't push Zhang Fan, Xu Wu became angry and picked up the chair that was lying on the ground next to him, and hit Zhang Fan's head hard.
He used a lot of force. If he was hit on the head, if it were an ordinary person, he would definitely get a bloody head.
But Zhang Fan is not an ordinary person. His physical strength has been increased to 5 points. Not to mention a mere chair, even a steel pipe would not pose much of a threat to him.
Although he was submissive when facing the evil ghosts, when faced with a little loser like Xu Wu, he was beaten to the ground in minutes.
But before Zhang Fan could make any move, Lele, who had been riding on Zhang Fan's neck, could no longer sit still. She grinned directly at Xu Wu, and finally kicked Xu Wu in the head. Go up and kick him upside down.
Lele is an idealistic black spirit ghost. No one can see him except Zhang Fan.
So Xu Wu flew backwards for no reason, startling Du Jianhai who was standing beside him. He raised his head and screamed. He could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and ran out without looking back.
Xu Wu, who fell to the ground in the distance, got up from his daze. He suffered heavy injuries for no reason, which made him suddenly realize a problem, that is, Bixian hadn't left yet, was still in this room, and had already targeted him. .
Thinking of this, Xu Wu's face turned pale, and his whole body started to tremble violently. The next second, he said, "I'm going to go to the toilet," and ran away in embarrassment.
Soon only Zhang Fan and the unconscious Ma Ling'er were left in the room. Zhang Fan gently placed Ma Ling'er on the sofa, then turned to the water dispenser and got her a cup of hot water.
She gently drank the hot water for Ma Ling'er. After an unknown amount of time, Ma Ling'er gradually woke up from her coma. When she saw that the person guarding her was Zhang Fan, she looked a little surprised and was about to say What, but it was an injury that accidentally involved both arms, and the pain was so painful that the face was deformed a lot.
"Xu...Wu...Where are they?" Ma Ling'er couldn't get up and asked with a weak look on her face.
"Are you talking about them? They were all scared away when they heard there was a ghost!" Zhang Fan took a glass of hot water for himself, took a sip, and said with a smile.
"Then...why...don't you run!!" Ma Ling'er asked breathlessly.
"Why should I run? I'm here to drive away ghosts!"
"You're pretty lucky. Facing the white-clothed ghost, you only lost two arms!" Zhang Fan made a joke with a smile on his face.
"What...what did you say?" Ma Ling'er was stunned, not understanding what Zhang Fan was talking about.
"Nothing! Just remember one thing, that pen fairy has been eliminated by me!"
"Don't worry, you won't die yet. I just called an ambulance for you. They will be here soon!"
"I'm going back! Take your time and rest!" Zhang Fan put down the water glass, stood up, and was about to leave.
But halfway through, he was stopped by Ma Bell.
"You said... you just... defeated that pen fairy?" Ma Ling'er closed her eyes and sensed carefully, and sure enough she found that the supernatural aura in the room had disappeared.
Zhang Fan didn't lie, that pen fairy is really gone. But she was a little surprised when Ma Ling'er believed that it was Zhang Fan who killed Bixian. She was from Maoshan, and even she couldn't deal with such a terrifying ghost. How could she rely on Zhang Fan, a wild boy?
How can this be? Why should he?
"How...how do you prove it?" Ma Ling'er did not believe Zhang Fan's words and thought he was lying.
"prove?"
"If you insist on my proof, it's actually very simple. There is a ghost in this room, but you can't see him, but I can!" Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"What?!" Ma Ling'er's expression changed. When she heard that there was a ghost in the house, she couldn't help but feel wary.
She was seriously injured now, and if a ghost attacked her, there would be nothing she could do.
"You can't fool me with this little trick of yours!" Ma Ling'er said in a low voice with a painful sneer.
"Really?!" Zhang Fan just smiled when he heard this, then snapped his fingers and said, "Lele, go get me a glass of water!" Before he finished speaking, Ma Ling'er saw the water in front of him. The glass water glass actually levitated automatically and headed towards the water dispenser. After a while, the water glass received a full glass of water. After returning to him, he put it down heavily.
Seeing this scene, Ma Ling'er suddenly took a breath, her expression was extremely horrified, but she quickly reacted and said: "You raised this ghost...?!"
"you guess!"
"Okay, it's time for me to go back. You can rest!" Zhang Fan took Lele back to the Ligui frame, said hello to Ma Ling'er, and left without looking back.
He is now going to Du Jianhai to ask for payment. As for Ma Linger, Zhang Fan is not worried. It is estimated that the ambulance will arrive in a few minutes.
Seeing that Zhang Fan was about to walk away, Ma Ling'er pondered for a moment and hurriedly asked: "What's your name?!"
"Zhang Fan!!" Zhang Fan didn't look back, he just replied casually. After Zhang Fan left Du Jianhai's home, he took the elevator downstairs.
Almost as soon as the elevator door opened, several doctors in white coats rushed in, carrying stretchers.
Apparently he was going to rescue Ma Ling'er.
