Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

Nangong Qian first ran to Jin Lingling's side. Jin Lingling was a little confused and her mind was dizzy. She could hardly recognize what was happening around her.

Seeing her like this, the young lady gently stroked her face with heartache, thinking that she shouldn't have brought Lingzi with her.

Let's party!

Jing Li's voice suddenly startled Nangong Qian.

"..."

She...she felt something was off with the boss, like he was starting to go crazy.

This statement attracted not only Nangong Qian, but also the group of fraudsters.

Jing Li was standing in the middle of the house, with the scar on the wall behind her and Wang Bin, whom she had thrown against the glass, to her left and behind.

The girl stood with her hands behind her back, like a queen whom they worshipped.

That's so damn imposing.

However, he only enjoyed it for a short while. The restless Scarface behind him gathered his strength, grabbed the iron bar beside him, and charged over with gritted teeth, yelling, "Die!"

"Big guy!"

Nangong Qian exclaimed in surprise.

However, as if the girl had eyes in the back of her head, she grabbed the other side of the stick with her other hand.

"I've already met both of your conditions, so just come with me obediently, isn't that enough?"

The girl had her back turned, speaking in a strange and unsettling tone, her words like those of a demon.

"Why force me to take action?"

Scarface realized something was wrong at that moment. A sense of oppression overwhelmed him. Just now... just now, when the girl said the two of them were together, she meant for him to be with her.

She wanted to kill him.

......

Next.

It was an inhumane beating.

Scarface was tossed around by her, slammed from the ceiling to the wall, and then fell to the ground, leaving a trail of blood in its wake.

All that remained were "howling" sounds.

Finally, even the sound disappeared.

Even thugs will back down when they encounter a tough opponent, Wang Bin thought, pressing his head down.

Play dead.

But Jingli did not let him go.

On the territory of the fraud gang, in full view of everyone.

She walked over to Wang Bin in a few steps, the broken glass on the ground crunching under her feet.

The sound of each step tightened Wang Bin's nerves.

Sure enough, his guess was right; the girl had come to teach him a lesson.

Jing Li stepped on Wang Bin's head and said, word by word, "Does it hurt?"

She increased her strength, grinding her toes and swaying from side to side. Blood seeped out, glistening on the glass shards. Wang Bin's face contorted in pain as countless shards of glass pierced his face.

"Grandma, I... I won't do it again, please let me go!"

Jing Li kept moving her feet. "You didn't answer my question. Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!"

This time, Wang Bin answered convulsively. Cold sweat seeped from his pores, and he was in even more pain.

"I just heard that you're going to dote on me. I hate owing favors, so I'm returning the favor to you."

His tone became slightly teasing, and his expression changed from indifference to a smiling one.

The accomplice in the fraud clenched his teeth, "Release Brother Bin!"

And there are loyal followers shouting.

Unlike Dao Ge's side, no one went forward to check.

Taking advantage of the situation, Nangong Qian led her people to hide near Scarface, observing the situation and preparing to jump out of the window to escape at any time.

After all, leaving the main gate open is too conspicuous.

Seeing the girl's calm and composed demeanor, the victim showed no mercy to the fraudster.

Only then did I realize that the girl seemed to be talking to the scammers. Could it be that she wanted to keep all the scammers here?

"!!!"

The victim was shocked. The girl was crazy. No matter how strong she was, how could she possibly hold off so many people?

Not only did they think this way, but the scammers also realized it.

Two fists can't beat four hands. They'll attack together and teach this bitch a lesson.

The fraud gang reached a consensus and launched an attack on Jing Li from all sides.

Then, a truly terrifying scene unfolded...

Countless strands of hair grew from behind Jing Li, splitting into several strands that tightly wrapped around the necks of those who rushed forward.

They grabbed his hair, trying to pull it away, but the hair only got tighter and tighter, and more and more came out. They couldn't even scream. They could only look in Jing Li's direction, their eyes filled with terror, not understanding what Jing Li was.

The hair behind it is a living thing!

Nangong Qian was also stunned, “!!!”

Is it Qin Ruolan?

None of the con artists standing behind escaped either; they shouted, "Ghosts! Ghosts! There are ghosts!"

He ran backwards, but his hair got caught on his calf, and he fell to the ground, struggling as his fingers dug into the ground, leaving dark brown bloodstains.

"No, help!"

"What the hell? Let me go! Help!"

"what-"

Fear makes them lose their minds and become unable to control their behavior.

Some people just urinated out.

A pungent, pungent smell filled the air, and Jing Li moved away from the person in disgust.

Not only did she cover her nose and take a few steps back, but she also ignored the man's hair.

Jing Li: "???"

"I said I wouldn't leave a single one behind."

Qin Ruolan communicated with her subconsciously: "You think it's dirty, and so do I. People's hair is very precious."

Ever since Qin Ruolan swallowed the bronze statue, she has become strangely bewitching.

Jing Li said that it must be because she herself was not strong enough and was affected by the bronze man.

Tsk.

"But putting one out isn't my style."

"Then catch it yourself!"

He spoke bluntly, pretending not to understand Jing Li's hint.

Jing Li: "......"

Are ghosts being so particular these days?

I'm so impulsive, I almost want to kill a ghost, what should I do...?

Qin Ruolan was unaware of her thoughts. She grabbed those people and swung them around in the air. Some of them fainted, and she continued to pat them awake with her hair, then continued to shake them, having a great time.

Seeing that the situation was not good, those people began to jump out of the windows.

The scene was so eerie it sent chills down their spines, but whether the girl was human or a ghost no longer mattered to them. An overwhelming will to survive gave them the last ounce of strength to run—

"Boss, is it... is it Qin Ruolan?"

Those people took the opportunity to run away, but she was still standing at the window, stammering.

She was still afraid of ghosts; Qin Ruolan was still the unpredictable type.

Upon hearing Nangong Qian's voice, a strand of hair quickly darted in front of her, tilted and pointed, like a human peering at her with a hint of malice.

In an instant, a voice reached Nangong Qian's ears, "Oh! Long time no see, you still smell so good!"

Nangong Qian shuddered.

That's right, it's Qin Ruolan's style.

How did the big shot manage to bring Qin Ruolan up?!

Nangong Qian, the groundhog, screamed.

Just as Hair was about to make a move, Jing Li raised her index and middle fingers. Sensing the danger behind her, Hair immediately pulled back and said in a seductive tone, "Is she that good? Why are you protecting her like this?"

"Ok?"

"She's rich, has a lot of money, is naive, and has a lot of good food at home. I like her quite a bit."

Jing Li answered seriously.

At that moment, a little girl's heart quietly broke.