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"Brother, you, you woke up, or you turned into a ghost after death."

The Fang sisters were crying and holding each other's heads.

Suddenly, I saw Fang Zhanbo sitting up as if he was possessed by a ghost, and I was immediately startled.

Fang Min happily wanted to go over.

But Fang Ting held her tightly and said something incredible.

"Ghost? Sister, please don't lie to me. Didn't you say there are no ghosts in this world?"

Fang Min was puzzled.

Fang Zhanbo looked at Fang Ting and said, "Why are you all here? Where is stepmother?"

"Your stepmother is in the room with the man who threw you downstairs."

As soon as Fang Min said this, Fang Zhanbo's face instantly turned ugly.

He also heard a sound. What was that sound?

Still need to ask?

Fang Zhanbo rushed into the room angrily, but was kicked down by Tian Yangsheng.

"No, no, no..."

Fang Zhanbo repairs televisions and some household electrical appliances.

He certainly knows more about arthouse action films.

Chen Risheng is such a piece of shit.

This is the output of riding on Fang Zhanbo's face.

He is an adult and can earn money.

But he still couldn't protect his family.

Who understands this kind of pain.

Chen Risheng, were you sent by Ding Xiaoxie?

Don’t you just want to kill our family and solve this problem?

Then just kill people!

Why are you doing this?

Fang Zhanbo saw Chen Risheng coming out and rushed in hurriedly.

I saw clothes scattered all over the floor.

Meng Huiling was naked.

More importantly, facing the door is his father’s portrait.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

Fang Zhanbo grabbed his hair with both hands, pulling it hard and shouting, "Chen Risheng, I'm going to kill you."

"Zhanbo, don't."

Meng Huiling was still shouting from behind.

"Congratulations to the host Fang Zhanbo for his hatred that has exploded. I will reward you with a gold treasure chest."

"Host, would you like to consume a golden treasure chest to transform Fang Zhanbo, turning him from hated to loved."

Although Fang Zhanbo is a scumbag.

He let down the two women who loved him deeply.

But he was helpful to the Hong Kong stock market.

"Yes."

Chen Risheng looked at Fang Zhanbo who was running towards him and launched a fierce attack at him.

"No, no, Mr. Chen, didn't you promise me? I will do whatever you ask me to do? Why do you still treat Zhanbo like this?"

Meng Huiling could hardly bear it any longer.

Is it possible that even if I give everything, I will still die in the end?

If a family dies together, there is nothing to be afraid of. At least there is someone to accompany you on the road to the underworld, right?

But are you afraid that the children will die in humiliation?

Fang Ting and others rushed in.

Of course, I also saw the portrait of the deceased facing the door.

There is also Meng Huiling, who is covered with a sheet.

No matter how innocent they are, they know what happened?

……

"Congratulations to the host Fang Min for breaking through 100 hatred towards you and receiving a gold treasure chest."

"May I ask if the host would like to consume one..."

No.

……

"Congratulations to host Fang Ting for hating you so much that she is rewarded with a gold treasure chest."

"Host, would you like to use a gold treasure chest to transform Fang Ting, turning her from hated to loved."

"Yes."

Among the three sisters, Fang Ting seems to be the most valuable.

Of course, it is also the most beautiful.

With a little training, you can become a star and make money for yourself.

Fang Ting not only felt filled with anger, but also felt that she had endless energy.

So he rushed towards Chen Risheng madly.

Chen Risheng fought one against two and was not at all at a disadvantage.

Fang Fang and Fang Min were locked outside the room.

Meng Huiling is a good wife and mother.

Watching the two children I raised being abused.

Although there is no blood relationship between them.

But I feel so sad.

Especially Fang Zhanbo was knocked unconscious and Fang Fang's clothes were torn to pieces.

He will soon follow in my footsteps.

And it must be in front of Fang Xinjin's portrait.

My mentality exploded instantly.

"Congratulations to the host Meng Huiling for breaking through 100 hatred towards you and receiving a gold treasure chest."

"May I ask if the host would like to consume a gold treasure chest to transform Meng Huiling from hatred to love."

Chen Risheng wanted to refuse, but he chose to consume it anyway.

He also wanted to see what a good wife and mother would become after being transformed by the golden treasure chest?

Chen Risheng helped the three people to develop their potential to the maximum, and then he went out covered in sweat.

The transformation of the gold treasure chest seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

As soon as Chen Risheng came out, Fang Fang and Fang Min hugged each other.

The grandmother of the little Jewish girl Ruan Mei was hiding in the corner quietly, like a little transparent person.

"Don't be afraid, grandma. The Jew is not dead. When he helped you up, didn't you feel that his body was warm?"

Chen Risheng said: "If a person dies and really becomes a ghost, then his body should be cold and have no shadow. Don't you know this common sense?"

"Ah? H-Is that so?"

It’s not like grandma didn’t know this.

I was just a little scared.

"Let's go back!"

Chen Risheng then left and pushed open the door of the little Jew's room.

The little girl is now humming happily and cooking.

It is said that her cooking is delicious, I can try it this time.

"I am back."

Chen Risheng said loudly.

"Ah? You're back..."

The little Jew looked at Chen Risheng in shock, not knowing what to do for a moment, right?

"Looking at your expression, it seems that you don't welcome me. Then I'll leave..."

Chen Risheng said with a smile.

"Oh, no, no, it's not!"

The little Jew was so anxious that he took out his spatula.

"So you want me to stay with you overnight!"

"Overnight, of course not..."

"Neither this nor that, what do you want to do?"

"No la!"

"No, that means I want to do it."

Chen Risheng hugged the little Jew.

"Brother Sheng, I, I am a ghost now! We can't get too close, otherwise it will be bad for you."

The little Jew really thought he was a ghost.

"Oh! You don't think you're a ghost, do you? Have you ever seen a ghost that's not afraid of the sun? Have you ever seen a ghost that can cook?"

"What kind of ghost would be hugged by someone?"

"Ah? It seems to be true? So, I'm really not a ghost? I didn't die before?"

The little Jew quickly touched his arm and said in surprise.

"If you still don't believe it, put your hand on the pot lid and see if it hurts. Ghosts shouldn't be conscious, right?"

The little Jew put his hand on it obediently.

"No, are you really that obedient? I'll let you go if you're told to. What if you get burned?"

Chen Risheng quickly grabbed the little Jew's hand.

But her hands could already feel the heat.

"Brother Sheng, I really have something wrong. I can feel the heat."

The little Jew hugged Chen Risheng's neck excitedly. He was so excited.

But I calmed down quickly.

That’s not right!

I used to feel uncomfortable in my heart when I got excited.

Why don’t you feel any discomfort in your heart now?

I felt dizzy for a moment, and then my heart felt better.

The little Jew looked at Chen Risheng.

Brother Sheng, it must be you who cured him, right?

Like if you drank something for my grandmother, she would become younger?

But this medicine will have side effects, right?

Even if I have to live a few years less, I would be willing to do that if my heart disease can be cured.