The black shadow was still unable to escape.
The mouth of the void appeared and swallowed the black shadow completely under Mr. Fang's shocked gaze.
Hunting complete, satiety increased!
[Satiety: Slightly full → Completely satisfied]
Satiety is full, evolution begins!
With a series of crackling sounds of bones, An Ju's body became even taller and more streamlined.
The things in the dark room became clear.
The sound of the wind outside the building also became clear.
If a comprehensive medical examination was done at this moment, it would be found that all the data indicators of Anju had reached the standards of top athletes!
Strength, speed, endurance, reaction…Evolution brought about an all-round enhancement.
This feeling was irresistible!
An Ju took a deep breath and smiled in satisfaction.
[New ability: Ancient Projection!]
The Ancient Projection could project a part of an Evil God's body from ancient times into reality. The stronger the host was, the more parts could be projected until the entire Evil God was completely projected into reality.
" System, bring up the attribute panel."
Name: An Ju
[Age: 21]
[Life Rating: Peak Human]
[Satiety: Digesting]
[Abominable Aura, Ancient Projection]
Mr. Fang sneaked to the door while Anju stood there and looked at the attribute panel.
"While this old ghost is digesting the little ghost, this old man will leave first! He Wei, you almost killed me. I'll just leave you here and call it even. I'll burn more paper money for you next year on this day!”Mr. Fang found an excuse for himself.
Mr. Fang ran downstairs, holding the car keys that he had found on He Wei.
"You want to leave?" Anju raised his eyebrows.
Mr. Fang could not leave.
First, if he went around telling others about what happened today, it would cause trouble for her.
Secondly, Mr. Fang had a one-in-a-million chance of becoming a mutant and could attract ghosts. The black shadow's continuous attacks on Mr. Fang were proof of this. What he lacked was ghosts.
If she stayed by his side, wouldn't it be a free canteen?
The void behind An Ju rippled.
A few two-meter-thick black tentacles that emitted endless malice extended out!
The ancient projection, the limb of the Evil God!
Downstairs.
Mr. Fang started the engine, and the van's engine started.
Boom!
Bricks and stones flew everywhere!
Mr. Fang looked up and was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.
The wall of the room on the fourth floor of the abandoned residential building was blasted open!
Anju stood at the entrance of the cave and looked down.
Behind him were the Evil God tentacles that were slowly waving.
Immediately after.
He directly jumped down!
" F * ck your mama…" Mr. Fang really cried and stepped on the accelerator.
The van roared, and a strong feeling of pushing the back of the van.
However, he did not move!
" What happened?!"
Mr. Fang's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He accidentally looked at the rearview mirror.
In the rearview mirror, the two sides of the van were tightly locked by huge pure black tentacles!
The body of the car began to distort under the effect of the huge force!
Anju walked towards the van step by step.
Every step he took was like a heavy stomp on Mr. Fang's old heart.
Mr. Fang was decisive. He scrambled out of the car door and lay on the ground.
"Grandpa, please spare my life!"
Mr. Fang thought that calling the thousand-year-old ghost grandfather would definitely not be a loss. Perhaps he would even gain an advantage.
Anju smiled.
A tentacle as thick as a toothpick appeared and landed on Mr. Fang's shoulder.
Mr. Fang's eyes were round and he did not dare to move.
The tendrils crawled up Mr. Fang's face and into his ears.
"If I move my fingers now, even if you run to the moon, your head will explode instantly and you will die.”Anju said with a smile.
This smile was simply demonic.
Mr. Fang's face instantly turned ashen.
In fact, Anju was lying to him. The tentacles disappeared after entering his ear. But how could Mr. Fang know if it was real or fake?
……………………
Mr. Fang's real name was Fang Leshan. He was 62 years old and had no children. He roamed the bottom of the city and relied on stupid people like He Wei to earn money. The Fang family's strength was at the forefront of the Tang Dynasty, but Fang Leshan was a side branch of the Fang family. His bloodline was not pure, and his strength was so low that he was not recognized by the Fang family.
However, he was born with a different body. Fang Leshan could not remember how many times he had encountered ghosts since he was young. He had survived until now by relying on his bloodline and cunningness.
An Ju brought Fang Leshan back to the hotel.
Looking at him, An Ju could already imagine the beautiful scene of countless ghosts pouncing on Fang Leshan in the future, only to be eaten by him, and then evolve into the final great evil god.
He couldn't help but lick his lips.
Fang Leshan was so frightened that he trembled again.
"Is the thousand-year-old ghost treating me as a reserve food?”Fang Leshan thought sadly.
"How much did He Wei give you?" An Ju asked.”
"Two hundred thousand." Fang Leshan confessed honestly.
It's more profitable than killing an ATM!
"Hand them over." Anju said mercilessly.”
Fang Leshan's face was bitter." I don't have that much on me. Before I left, I bought a talisman and spent a whole hundred thousand yuan. Who knew that the talisman was a fake? It really screwed me over…"
It turned out that Fang Leshan was not the one who drew that lousy talisman.
This old man was a complete hooligan.
After checking his assets, Fang Leshan had a total of 160,000 yuan in his account, all of which had been transferred to An Ju.
"Don't be afraid. I won't eat you." An Ju said kindly," If you work under me in the future, I'll pay you.”
Fang Leshan was in a difficult position. Using my money to pay me?
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