After being wiped to the ground, Zhang Fan blushed and immediately jumped up in embarrassment. He coughed twice and said, "Ahem, I just want to see if the ground is flat. It's okay. You don't need to pay attention to me."
Mud, this awesome guy is not pretending.
"Fool, fool, big fool. Cack...clack..."
Thunder Eagle Qiqi's body shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it returned to the size of an old hen, making a sharp mocking sound like an old eunuch's.
Make your mother laugh.
Ma Dan, believe it or not, I will stew the meat for you when you turn around. When the time comes, I will eat two big bowls of rice with tears in my eyes.
"Brother Jia, are you okay?" Zhang Fan asked with concern on his face.
"I...I'm fine. Fortunately, I got your help, otherwise I would really be dead!" After Jia Bao saw Zhang Fan, he looked extremely excited, with tears and runny nose running all over his face. yes.
From death to life, it is like wandering around the gate of hell, it seems so dreamy.
Survived, great, finally survived.
Almost killed by a scary ghost.
"Brother, thank you very much. I, Jia, really cannot repay you for your great kindness. From now on, you will be my brother. As long as you say a word, I will go up to the mountain of knives or go down into the sea of fire."
Jia Bao's eyes were filled with tears, and his words were sonorous and powerful, with great justice.
"I'm so touched by what I said, I'm about to shed tears, brother..."
Zhang Fan casually wiped away his tears, then sighed, stretched out his right hand, as if asking for something, and said: "Our friendship is friendship, the 10 million yuan you promised me, and Brother Jia, please don’t be stingy and tell me as soon as possible about the amulet that can locate the strongest red-clothed ghost, and how to communicate with those survivors who cannot return to the world.”
Jia Bao: "!!!"
"It's easy to say. This is what I promised you. Of course I will not break my promise." Even though he was reluctant and helpless, Jia Bao still forced a flattering smile and said bitterly.
Then without much hesitation, he took out ten bank cards, a golden map paper, and a yellow wooden board from the system backpack.
There are many fonts engraved on this wooden board, like a record in a classic.
"This is what you want, ten bank cards, each with one million in it, and the password is. This map can help you find the strongest red-clothed ghost, but the risk is very high. Shen will die, but I believe in your strength that you should be able to succeed."
"What is recorded on this wooden board is the method of communicating with the survivors trapped deep in the hell labyrinth."
Jia Bao explained to Zhang Fan.
"Okay, I understand. If nothing happens to Brother Jia, I will go back first."
"Holy crap, it's been a minute, and I don't have enough blood left to summon Hachi."
Zhang Fan's expression changed and he became extremely bitter.
"Brother Jia, do you have an amulet to restore blood volume? Give me one." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
Although there was an invincible potion - the King's Demonic Drink, the smell was nauseating. If Zhang Fan didn't plan to use it until a critical moment, he was afraid that he would drink it and vomit.
"Well... there is only one piece of chocolate that restores 100 points of blood..." Jia Bao smiled awkwardly, then took out a piece of milky white chocolate from the system backpack and handed it to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan took it with his backhand and did not eat it rashly. Instead, out of caution, he put it into the system backpack first and let the system check it to confirm that it was non-toxic and harmless and it was the real thing. Only then did Zhang Fan feel relieved and ate it.
At the same time, his blood volume also recovered from 60 drops to 160 drops.
But this amount of blood is still not enough to summon the evil dog Xiaobian again.
The vicious dog will consume 180 health points of the survivor every minute.
160 health points is far away from 180 health points, but there is still a difference of 20 points.
"By the way, Brother Jia, I want to ask you something. Is that Ma Yu still alive?" Zhang Fan's eyes
He narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Ma Yu? Why do you ask that?" Jia Bao looked confused and didn't understand why Zhang Fan mentioned him.
"He is still alive. This guy is living a very happy life now. I heard that he subdued a red-clothed ghost not long ago. His supernatural powers are terrifying." Jia Bao explained in a low voice as if he knew something about the inside story.
"Do you have his phone number? I have something to ask him about, and I want to give him a "gift." "Zhang Fan smiled brightly, as if he was telling a trivial matter, but when he said the word "gift", he said it very hard.
"Yes, yes, but we haven't contacted each other for a long time." Jia Bao took out his cell phone from his pocket.
"It's okay, it's okay. Just dial his phone number for me. I have something very important to tell him." Zhang Fan tilted his neck and urged.
"Then...okay." Jia Bao nodded and had no choice but to agree.
Now, he has a deep fear of Zhang Fan.
With so many terrifying ghosts and ghosts, if you want to kill yourself, you can do it with just a move of your fingers.
Therefore, he must not offend Zhang Fan.
Finding Ma Yu's phone number, Jia Bao dialed it without thinking.
The phone rang for less than a minute before a lazy voice came over: "Jia Bao? What's the matter with calling me so late?"
"It's not that I have something to do, but that a friend of mine has something to do with you." Jia Bao explained with a wry smile.
"Is your friend looking for something to do with me? I'm very busy right now. I just found a girl tonight and I'm going to have a good time. You kid is ruining my good things every day."
Ma Yu cursed, his voice mixed with a hint of anger, as if he was complaining that Jia Bao didn't have eyesight.
"Hey, don't be angry, I found you." Zhang Fan snatched the phone from Jia Bao and said with a smile.
"Who are you?"
Ma Yu asked in confusion. He was very unfamiliar with Zhang Fan's voice and had no impression at all. How did he know such a person?
"It doesn't matter who I am. Do you still remember when you teased my girlfriend? So... now I want to give you a gift."
The expression on Zhang Fan's face became extremely gloomy. The next second, without giving Ma Yu a chance to react, Zhang Fan sneered and called out a name: "Shirai!!"
"Shirai?"
Ma Yu was stunned, not understanding what this meant.
"I'm giving you a gift, you have to keep it."
When Ma Yu whispered Bai Jing's name, Zhang Fan summoned Bai Jing out of the ghost frame and said, "Sisters, use a curse to kill this man."
Shirai didn't speak and remained silent, but the bell hanging between her hands began to ring inexplicably, which was a disguised response to Zhang Fan.
Shirai possesses an extremely terrifying ability to kill with his mind.
Idealistic killing has a terrible curse power, and it is spread over a large area through idealistic methods. The more people who know Shirai's name, the more people who die will be killed.
