You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

"When I say gnaw, I don't mean the kind of gnaw you would gnaw on a bone."

Thinking of what he saw that night, Mao Ying couldn't help but shudder.

"It was a bloody and terrifying scene. The man's neck was gnawed until the bones were exposed."

The more he spoke, the more ferocious Mao Ying's expression became.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely solemn, an excited cheer interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Haha~ I never thought that I could play the real-life version of Dead Rising in my lifetime. Great, great, our deaths are worth it. This ancient thing is great, it's wonderful!"

The smile on Ming Jinghuan's face was brighter than the morning glory that faced the sun in the corner. He was so excited that he jumped and spun around like a Husky wagging its tail.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Si and Fan Tong couldn't help but roll their eyes.

Jiang Si’s inner thoughts: I knew that no matter how normal a person looks on the surface, we shouldn’t hold too much hope for him. After all, he is a member of Fan Tong’s team. It would be strange if he could be normal!

Fan Tong’s inner thoughts: This stupid doomsday fan, now he’s got his revenge!

Looking at Ming Jinghuan who suddenly became excited like crazy and Fan Tong and Jiang Si who were staring at him silently with speechless faces, the expressions on Gan Lin and Mao Ying's faces were very interesting.

Forget it, I don’t understand, I don’t understand!

Gan Lin sighed inwardly, then looked up at Mao Ying, "How about you continue?"

Gan Lin's words successfully brought Jiang Si and Fan Tong back to their senses. As for Ming Jinghuan, he was currently thinking about how to recreate the various methods of killing zombies in the game in reality.

Although there was still a hint of confusion on Mao Ying's face, he still turned his gaze away from Ming Jinghuan.

"Ahem~" After a light cough to regain his voice, Mao Ying continued, "I quietly watched from the dark for a while, and was originally planning to run away, but the gambling house's debt collectors chased after me, so I had no choice but to continue hiding."

“Hey, these guys are unlucky. They rushed over and started shouting loudly. They also went straight to the two people, which instantly attracted the attention of the monster.”

Thinking of the scene that night, Mao Ying's eyes curved into a seductive smile, with the corners of her mouth raised in a playful smile.

"That prostitute's eyes were bright and sexy, and something was wrong at first glance. Those idiots even walked over to her and teased her, and then..."

"And then what?" Mao Ying had just paused for a moment when Ming Jinghuan couldn't wait to ask, looking as if he was fascinated by the story.

"Then, the prostitute let go of the man who had been bitten until he was cold, and rushed towards the guys."

"By the time the guys found out, it was too late. The woman was very strong and they couldn't restrain her. They were all scratched or bitten by her."

Speaking of this, Mao Ying frowned and his whole face looked a little twisted.

"That woman seemed to feel no pain. No matter how the guys beat her, she didn't react. She just kept throwing herself at them. Even though her arms and legs were broken, she kept crawling on the ground."

"Oh, what a bunch of idiots, haven't you ever seen a zombie movie?" Ming Jinghuan suddenly interrupted, waving his fists in front of him, "Headshot, headshot, don't you know that you have to shoot the zombies in the head?"

As soon as Ming Jinghuan finished speaking, two cold gazes fell on him.

Jiang Si and Fan Tong looked at him as if he were a fool, and said in tacit agreement: "Do you want to use your brain to think about what nonsense you are talking about?"

Feeling the gazes of the two people, Ming Jinghuan restrained himself a little, an awkward smile appeared on his face. Just as he was about to respond, he was interrupted by Mao Ying's voice.

"You're right. In the end, one of the guys hit the prostitute on the head with a stick. She was beaten so badly that she was unbearable to look at. Finally, she stopped moving."

Hearing this, Ming Jinghuan's eyes lit up with a strange light. Although he was very excited, he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

The eyes of Jiang Si and Fan Tong became increasingly profound, and their expressions were so solemn that it was impossible to tell what they were thinking.

"Just when those guys were panicking, a group of men in black suddenly appeared from nowhere, knocked those guys unconscious and took away the two bodies on the ground!"

"The man in black?" Jiang Si also walked back to her seat and said in a cold voice, "It seems that I thought too simply. Destroying the Valley of Withered Souls does not mean that this force will be completely disintegrated. As expected, he is worthy of being the public enemy of the martial arts world."

Fan Tong also put away his weapon and walked to the chair beside Jiang Si and sat down. "Although I have never met him, I can feel that Ming Jingshuo must be a man with deep thoughts. Lingnan is a border town in the southern part of Daxia. He planted hidden dangers here and led people north to Daliang. It seems that this person has great ambitions!"

"This matter endangers the lives of the people. With your personality, you will definitely not sit idly by, right?"

Jiang Si raised her eyes to look at Fan Tong. Although she was asking a question, her tone was firm as if she already knew the answer.

Fan Tong did not respond to Jiang Si's words immediately. He just looked at her quietly. His eyes were as deep as ink, and there was a touch of tenderness when he looked at her.

"Otherwise, I'll go first. I value my life, and I won't listen to anything I shouldn't."

Mao Ying stood up and became serious for once. He was extremely nervous at the moment. These two people were talking about these things in front of him without any scruples. Could it be that they were planning to kill him to silence them?

"Mr. Mao, why don't you tell us what you have found out in the past few days?" Fan Tong's gaze shifted from Jiang Si's hand to Mao Ying.

Hearing this, Mao Ying paused, and then he understood.

That’s right, the people in front of me are all smart, how could they not guess it.

"I……"

Mao Ying was about to say something when a noisy sound of footsteps was heard in the yard.

When they looked back, they saw that the person coming was Mao Jian who had just gone to collect money to pay off his debts.

Although he still stood tall, he looked much older than before.

Mao Jian was holding a rectangular wooden box in his hand. Behind him followed the old steward of the Mao Mansion and a group of bodyguards, carrying several large wooden boxes.

Looking at the positions of several people in the room, a hint of doubt flashed across Mao Jian's eyes. After looking at his rebellious son, he looked away.

"Madam Fan, there are 150,000 taels in here. This is all the cash my Mao family can muster. As for the remaining 20,000 taels of gold, can you use some antiques, jade, jewelry, and jewels to make up for it?"

Mao Jian respectfully presented the wooden box with both hands, and his attitude was many times better than before.

"Okay, just give me enough." Jiang Si agreed readily and gave Gan Lin a wink.

After receiving the message from his young master, Gan Lin immediately stepped forward to take the wooden box, took out a whistle from his waist and blew it. A dozen masked men in white clothes fell from the sky and took the box from the Mao family's bodyguard.

Upon seeing this scene, everyone in the Mao family, including Mao Ying, widened their eyes and re-examined the people in front of them.

The fact that he could mobilize the White Guards from Xindiefang shows how noble the person is.

At this moment, Mao Jian and his son Mao Ying were secretly thankful that they did not offend the person in front of them.