The ghost was extremely fast, but Jiang Linxian was not slow either.
He held the thorn blood whip in one hand and the bloody ghost stick in the other. He stood at the gate of the apartment building wall and stopped the ghost figure.
When the ghost saw Jiang Linxian's obstruction, he stopped.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Linxian asked, looking up and down at the ghost in front of him.
The ghost has yellow hair and an extremely slender figure. His shoulders were arched and his neck was pulled down, looking like a gangster on the street.
"You ask me?" The yellow-haired ghost glanced at Jiang Linxian in front of him and smiled strangely: "Are you new here? You don't even recognize me?"
Jiang Linxian stared at him. Mrs. Hu had given instructions not to let outsiders in, so he didn't dare to relax.
"No matter who you are, strangers are not allowed to enter Xingfu Apartment." Jiang Linxian said.
Upon hearing this, the yellow-haired ghost suddenly became confused, and the ghostly figure on its body emerged from behind: "Boy, you dare to stop me without asking who I am."
"Who in this entire ghost street doesn't know about me, Huang Da Mao?"
"How dare you stop me! Are you looking for death?"
Danger level.
Jiang Linxian looked at the ghostly aura emanating from his body and immediately smiled.
At this level, he is still worthy of it, and he immediately reminded: "Give you three seconds to leave, otherwise I don't care if you are Huang JiMao, even if Huang BaMao comes, I will not let you in."
Huang Mao had a bad temper. When he heard that Jiang Linxian didn't take him seriously, he was furious and wanted to attack him.
Jiang Linxian swung out his long whip with his left hand and hit him directly on the shoulder.
A plume of black smoke suddenly appeared from his shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Linxian rushed forward, and the bloody ghost stick fell and hit him directly on the head.
Huang Da Mao's head immediately sunken.
At present, he is already at the dangerous level, and with the addition of the Bloody Ghost, his strength is already quite impressive.
And he also has an orange weapon - Thorn Blood Whip in his hand, which is more than enough to deal with ghosts below the horror level.
Even if the Huang Da Mao in front of him was in the late dangerous stage, he was still vulnerable in his eyes.
Huang Damao was stunned by Jiang Linxian's two blows.
The rat opposite is only at the early stage of dangerous level. How can it be so powerful?
Could it be my misunderstanding?
He was still stunned when Jiang Linxian's thorny blood whip fell again and was thrown on his face.
Huang Damao immediately retreated outside the apartment building courtyard.
"Boy! You are so brave that you even dare to hit me. Next time I will bring a ghost to deal with you!"
With that said, he turned around and trotted away.
Jiang Linxian expressed regret. He was still thinking of catching him and using his ghost-sucking skills to absorb some ghost power.
However, the yellow-haired ghost ran too fast, and he failed to seize the opportunity.
Looking at the courtyard without a gate, Jiang Linxian was a little puzzled. After thinking about it later, he felt that it was unnecessary.
If these ghosts outside the street want to come in, it doesn't matter whether there is a door or not, unless there are rules and regulations.
Back at the security booth, the radio on the table was still broadcasting.
"The young night watchman beat away the yellow-haired boy who wanted to break in in three seconds, and returned to the security booth again. He seemed to have nothing to do... sizzling..."
Jiang Linxian was too lazy to pay attention to the radio.
Pay careful attention to every move outside.
The ghosts on the streets are constantly moving.
Ghosts come and go.
Not long after, a middle-aged man walked towards the apartment building.
Jiang Linxian walked out of the security booth again with his weapon in hand.
"It seems that another creature that is not afraid of death is approaching this charming and happy apartment. The young night watchman once again took up arms to defend the safety of the apartment building. He walked out of the security booth and stood at the gate... "
Jiang Linxian watched the man approach slowly with his weapon in hand, and kindly reminded: "Strangers are not allowed to enter here."
The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Linxian, who was holding his hand at the gate, and asked curiously: "Are you the new security guard?"
"It seemed that Mrs. Hu was personally taking charge here a few days ago. Has she changed the person today?"
"What do you want to do?" Jiang Linxian did not answer his question directly. He felt the trap in his words.
"Of course we are going in." The middle-aged man suddenly laughed strangely: "Since Mrs. Hu is not here."
The muscles on his face suddenly moved and moved non-stop, and those dark eyes were only the whites of his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, his eye sockets began to collapse, and the skin on his face slowly peeled off, revealing the black flesh inside.
The ghostly figure behind him grew two feet taller.
Horror level!
One level higher than myself.
Jiang Linxian's face was calm, and his trembling arms clenched the long whip and blood stick in his hands.
This ghost is stronger than him. Unless he uses the power of a single blow, it will be difficult to defeat him.
But from what he said, it seemed that this was not his first time here, and he seemed to be very wary of Mrs. Hu.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Linxian said: "Mrs. Hu is taking a bath on the sixth floor. If you want to come in, do you need me to call her for you?"
"Let's see if she agrees?"
"Hehe, you can't fool me." The shadow behind the middle-aged ghost continued to grow bigger, and he was about to rush forward.
Jiang Linxian put down the thorn blood whip from his hand, and placed the blood red whip directly on the ground, preparing to throw it at the middle-aged ghost.
"Since you think I lied to you, let you taste Mrs. Hu's blood whip."
The middle-aged ghost was stunned for a moment. He really didn't notice that the weapon in Jiang Linxian's hand was a thorn blood whip. After all, he rolled up the long whip and held it in his hand. He thought it was just an ordinary blood rope.
Moreover, apart from smelling a bit of Mrs. Hu's scent on the mouse in front of him, he didn't feel anything special.
The moment he saw the bloody whip, he became hesitant: "Mrs. Hu would actually hand over her weapon to you. Who are you?"
"Why don't you wait for a while, and when Mrs. Hu comes down from the shower, you can ask him who I am?" Jiang Linxian said with a sneer.
"A little dangerous rat is still so rampant in front of me." The middle-aged ghost looked ugly.
He retracted the ghost figure behind him, and the skin grew back: "If Mrs. Hu hadn't supported you, I could have crushed you to death with one hand!"
"Who can't tell lies?" Jiang Linxian's face was extremely calm and unruffled: "How about you also find someone as powerful as Mrs. Hu to back you up?"
"Wait!" The middle-aged ghost cast an angry look and turned to leave.
Jiang Linxian felt relieved.
It was still too dangerous just now. If the thorns and blood whip hadn't frightened him, I might have had a fierce battle with him.
Or just run away.
Although the mission is good, life is at stake.
Back at the security booth, the radio was still broadcasting.
"Facing a powerful enemy, the young night watchman revealed the secret that Mrs. Hu was taking a bath. It seemed that he must have seen Mrs. Hu's graceful appearance while taking a bath. The powerful enemy was scared away by him, and he returned to the security booth again. .....Zizzizi...don't...don't hit me!"
Snapped!
Jiang Linxian used the bloody ghost stick to hit the radio directly, smashing it to pieces.
"I'm sorry, you know too much." Jiang Linxian took back the bloody ghost stick, packed up the broken radio, and threw it into the trash can outside the pavilion.
If Mrs. Hu was on duty tomorrow night and heard the radio broadcast, would she die?
