Chapter 146: The Ability of the Ghost King [First Update]

Chapter 146: The Ability of the Ghost King

"Also, although Liao Shasha is a little willful, a little barbaric, and her chest is a little small." Qin Chao glanced at Liao Shasha, whose face was gradually turning blue, and continued, "But, her nature is not bad, but she is closed. It's been too long, and I'm a little self-closing. You vent your anger on a child, sorry, I look down on you, you are not a man."

"I don't need you to think highly of me!" A Dong became angry, and with a loud roar, he was about to rush towards Qin Chao.

"Stop!" At this time, Fang Mo yelled and stopped A Dong's behavior, "A Dong, this is my Lord Mo's territory, I won't let you do anything, just get out of here and stay here .”

What Fang Mo said was very effective, A Dong immediately forcibly held back his anger, and obediently retreated to the side like an obedient dog.

"Boy, who are you?" Fang Mo grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the table, lit one, stuffed it into his mouth, and smoked leisurely.

Qin Chao's eyes lit up immediately, sir, it turns out that you can also smoke here. But he was so suffocated by himself as a big smoker, he saw the fat man smoking, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth immediately.

"I said, I'm just an ordinary little bodyguard." Qin Chao sneered, "However, your cigarettes are good, I want it."

"Fuck!" Fang Mo spat on the ground and cursed, "What the hell are you, you dare to ask me for cigarettes from Master Mo? Tell you, no matter how big you are on the ground, when you get here Bliss City, you have to listen to my Lord Mo. Otherwise, Lord Mo, I will let you live or die! Come on, give me a kowtow to Lord Mo, and then lick my toes clean. I will forgive you today! Take your life!"

Fang Mo shook the fat on his body, and then stretched out his right foot. The toes, which hadn't been washed in a long time, were exposed disgustingly through the slippers.

"I'm really sorry." As soon as Qin Chao stretched out his hand, the cigarette in Fang Mo's hand suddenly came out and flew into his palm.

Then, Qin Chao skillfully took out a cigarette, picked it up and put it in his mouth, and lit the cigarette with the lighter that he pulled together with his thoughts.

"What?" The big fat man was obviously taken aback, looking at his empty hands, he froze for a moment.

"Possess the ability!" The few people present were shocked, and Fang Mo looked at Qin Chao with a different look, "It turned out to be a character at the level of the ghost king. Alright, Master Mo, I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for a long time. You know, the King of Ghosts is nothing special in front of my Lord Mo!"

As he said that, Fang Mo suddenly smiled sinisterly, and then stretched out his fat palm to Qin Chao.

The air visibly fluctuated for a while, and the space around Qin Chao seemed to be frozen, tightly locking Qin Chao's body.

Qin Chao's cigarette lighter hadn't been put down yet, it was fixed there like a wax figure.

Qin Chao frowned, he felt that this was also the ability of the Ghost King. It seems that in this Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, the Rakshasa King is indeed not the only ghost king.

But what is a ghost king compared to a cultivator of the devil way!

Qin Chao sneered, neither startled nor panicked, standing there, the cigarette on his mouth slowly emitting white strands.

"Hahaha, you bastard, have you seen it!" Fang Mo knew that Qin Chao was trapped by his own abilities, and immediately pinched the fat on his waist, laughing wildly, "Now I will give you two ways, one is to call Let me say Mo Ye, and you will follow me in the future, and you will be popular and hot in this city of bliss! See, as long as you follow Mo Ye, you can have as many chicks like this as you want! How about it, If you're smart, hang out with me!"

"Then, what about the other one?" Qin Chao asked with a smile, without directly answering Fang Mo's words.

"Hmph!" Fang Mo laughed grimly, "The other one is to be devoured by Master Mo and become my food, hahaha!"

In this Bliss City, Rujili has already told Qin Chao. That is, the strong are respected! Elysium City is very chaotic, without the slightest rules at all. Here, the person with the most honorable status is called Wuxin Wuxin Rakshasa King.

Because this guy has the strongest ability and is also the most vicious. Therefore, he is the rule of this Paradise City.

This has created a chaotic situation, as long as there is a strong person, he will dominate in the city of bliss. The strong subdue the weak, or devour the weak. The population of Bliss City suddenly dropped sharply, which attracted the attention of Hades.

King Yan Luo sent many ghost messengers to suppress the riot that almost occurred in the city of bliss. Even Zhong Kui was dispatched to the City of Ultimate Bliss, and only then did he restrain the unscrupulous Wuxin Rakshasa King.

The situation in Paradise City has just stabilized, but just like on Earth, there are police and gangsters. Although it looks calm on the surface, the City of Paradise is still in turmoil. All kinds of strongmen pull up small groups to form their own forces. They fight and devour each other, and their status is quite high in the City of Elysium.

Regarding this situation, Guichai also suppressed it from the beginning. But today's suppression, tomorrow those groups will still go their own way. In the end, as long as it doesn't make too much trouble, just turn a blind eye and close one eye.

Therefore, Fang Mo, as a ghost king in a force, has a very high status. If Qin Chao is unwilling to submit to him, being swallowed is a doomed end.

"I'm so sorry..." But to Fang Mo's surprise, Qin Chao actually rejected him, "I'm just here temporarily to pick up this chick. If I find someone, I should go too."

"Dream!" The fat man on his body trembled, and he yelled viciously, "Whoever comes to Paradise City can take another step! Qin Chao, let me tell you, if you don't obey me, you will die here today! "

"Hey, I, Qin Chao, only have the life of being the boss,"

"Presumptuous!" Just as Fang Mo was about to make a move, another person suddenly appeared outside the door. He had a gloomy face, was dressed in black, and held a cold chain in his hand.

"Ghost messenger!" Everyone in the room was startled, Fang Mo narrowed his eyes, revealing a thick and fierce light.

"Master Ghost Messenger has come to Bishe, and the Bisha is full of brilliance!" Fang Mo's face changed quickly, and his fat was immediately filled with a smile. He leaned forward and handed Li a cigarette , "Come on, smoke and smoke."

"Get out!" Li slapped his hand away very rudely.

Fang Mo's face turned cold, but he soon laughed again.

"Master Ghost Messenger, we are law-abiding citizens. You came all the way to our place, what's your business?"

"Law-abiding citizen?" Li raised his eyebrows, "Law-abiding citizen, you arrested two of my friends?"

"It turns out that these two are friends of Lord Ghost Escort! Misunderstanding!" Fang Mo said immediately, "I'll let them go back with you. I hope Lord Ghost Escort won't take it to heart."

"Hmph!" Seeing Fang Mo's respectful expression, Li's face looked a little better. He walked to Qin Chao's side, and asked a question with a bit of cold concern.

"Not dead?"

"Not dead." Qin Chao was imprisoned, unable to turn his head, he could only smile wryly with a cigarette in his mouth, "But if you don't come again, I might turn into a pile of dung."

"Hmph!" Li Leng snorted, staring at Fang Mo, "Hurry up and put him down!"

"Yes..." Fang Mo nodded repeatedly, and suddenly a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!" A white mourning stick hit the back of Li's head hard, and he gasped in pain, staggered forward a few steps, and almost fell to his knees on the ground.

Then, Fang Mo suddenly stretched out his hand and used his ability to face the ghost who was shaking his head.

It was another prison space, where the ghost messenger from Li was also locked up.

"How dare you attack the ghost messenger!" Li was furious and yelled at Fang Mo, "Are you going to challenge the underworld?"

"Oh..." Fang Mo laughed sinisterly, "Look at what Master Guichai said, how dare I, Lord Mo. I secretly devoured a ghostcha, without anyone noticing it, how could the underworld find me?" This little ghost king is coming."

As he said that, Fang Mo laughed loudly, full of complacency, "Ghost messenger, ghost messenger is nothing! Fuck, on this land, only I have the final say!"

"Fang Mo, you are courting death!" Li could see that Fang Mo was about to kill him, trembling with anger, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

"Death? Hahaha!" Fang Mo laughed loudly, "My Master Mo has been dead for hundreds of years, and he has already forgotten what it's like to die!"

The situation changed suddenly, and Liao Shasha became desperate again. She stared at Qin Chao on the opposite side, crying and shouting.

"Qin Chao, run away, and leave me alone! I, I, at worst, I'll kill myself by biting my tongue, and I won't let these bad guys insult me!"

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed loudly. Fang Mo's eyes gleamed lewdly, looking at the chick on the mahjong table, he laughed and said, "You are already a ghost, let me see if you die again?"

"I...I..." Liao Shasha just remembered that she had already fallen into hell. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes again, crying like pear blossoms with rain.

"Why are you crying?" Qin Chao held a cigarette in his mouth, and with a movement of his lips, he spit out a smoke ring, "Who made you die. With me, Qin Chao, will you, Liao Shasha, die?"

"Death is imminent, and you still have to pretend to be a hero." Fang Mo sneered, looking at Qin Chao as if he were looking at a dead person. "Don't worry, when I have had enough fun, I will let you all enter my stomach and become a pair of desperate couples."

As he said that, he laughed loudly again, and directed the two subordinates, "Finish that ghost job for me first! Then, I will play with this chick a few times in front of this kid!"

Fang Mo smiled evilly, and the two subordinates also walked towards Li with a sinister smile, holding mourning sticks.

"How dare you!" Li stared, gnashed his teeth and roared again and again, "I won't let you go!"

"You have no chance!" One of the subordinates said coldly, and patted Li's head with the stick in his hand.

Like the soul lock, the soul stick is also the nemesis of the soul. Even if Li was a ghost, and was beaten with a few sticks on the head, he would have no choice but to lose his soul, and then the remnant soul would be devoured by Fang Mo.

Li also knew that he was doomed this time, but at this moment, his heart was quiet.

In this way, he would not owe Qin Chao any more.

But God seemed to disobey his wish, a joking voice rang out, and the mourning stick, as if being grabbed by an invisible hand, stopped abruptly in front of his forehead.

"I said, if you want to kill my friend, don't you have to ask me first?"