"Pa!"
"Make the call!" Zhang Shaoyang raised his hand and slapped Old Ghost. His tone became a little heavier.
"Alright, I'll call him now." The old man's expression was no longer angry, and the murderous aura on his head had also subsided. He hurriedly took the mobile phone and dialed.
Although he knew that he would not be able to survive today, it was better to live a little longer. As for whether it was immoral to do so, what a joke. He was the Ghost King who had killed countless people. How could he talk about morality?
If that little bastard hadn't acted so quickly, he and Song Ming would have switched positions.
"En, come to Longquan Villa and call our brothers…"
"If I told you to come over, then come over quickly. Why are you talking so much nonsense?”
"Venerable One, how about this?" After cursing and hanging up the phone, the old man looked at Zhang Shaoyang weakly.
"Don't be nervous. I'm a very easy-going person!”
Seeing this, Zhang Shaoyang nodded in satisfaction. He casually brought over a chair and sat down.
“…”
You're easygoing? You f * cking…
Looking at the messy banquet hall, Song Dazhuang smiled awkwardly and nodded in agreement like a chick pecking at rice.
You have a big fist, so whatever you say is right.
Time passed in this awkward atmosphere. After about ten minutes, the tightly shut door of Dragon Spring Villa was blown open by a gust of cold wind.
"Who dares to touch my boss? Do you want to die?"
More than 40 evil spirits were led by a middle-aged male ghost wearing sunglasses. They carried knives, spears, and clubs as they filed in from outside the door with a murderous aura.
Name: Zhou Liguo
[Realm: Level-8 Specter]
[Date of death: 2104…Song Dazhuang's subordinate, the phone ghost]
…
[Name: Miao Dashan]
[Realm: Level-7 Wandering Soul]
[Date of death: 2104…Song Dazhuang's subordinate, the phone ghost]
…
Before he could finish his sentence, the ghost in sunglasses sensed that the atmosphere in the banquet hall was a little off, so he swallowed the second half of his sentence.
He looked at Zhang Shaoyang, who seemed to be smiling, and then at his boss, who was curled up on the chair like a quail. His Adam's apple moved with difficulty.
"Cough…Hello? What was that? My mother gave birth to four children? I'll go back now…"
Then, the ghost in sunglasses threw away the baseball bat in his hand and took out a phone from his waist.
"What is it? My 7th grandaunt is getting married today? I have to go!"
"Hello? Wife, our cat is having a difficult labor? Just you wait, I'll go back now!"
…
Following the action of the man in sunglasses, the phone ghosts 'phones rang and they walked out of the door at the same time.
Ghosts were known for being cunning and cunning. They could fight with ease, but were they dangerous? Then what were they waiting for?
As for Song Dazhuang? Who was that? Not familiar!
It had to be said that from Zhang Shaoyang's " old classmates " to Song Dazhuang and his son, to the phone ghosts under Song Dazhuang, each and every one of them fully demonstrated the selfishness and moral bottom line of ghosts.
Cunning and treacherous…
"Bang!"
Three golden ghost exorcism talismans condensed in the air and formed a talisman wall at the door, blocking the path of the ghosts.
What a joke. Zhang Shaoyang was counting on these phone ghosts to upgrade. How could he let them escape?
"Master, we have no grudges against each other. Can we…"
Seeing that he couldn't fool Zhang Shaoyang, the ghost in sunglasses took off his sunglasses and looked at Zhang Shaoyang with a bitter expression.
"Thank you for making the trip." Zhang Shaoyang stood up from his chair and looked at the ghosts apologetically.
As soon as he finished speaking, three Lightning Attracting Talismans condensed in the void in front of him.
"Rumble!"
"Ding…congratulations player on killing Level 8 Specter, experience 1400!”
"Ding…congratulations player on killing LV7 Wandering Soul, experience 600!”
"Ding…congratulations player on killing LV6 Wandering Soul, experience 450!”
…
In a few breaths, the 40-odd phone ghosts that Song Dazhuang had brought with him disappeared completely in the thunder.
"Continue making calls!"
Zhang Shaoyang looked at the 30,000 experience points that he gained and nodded in satisfaction. He sat back down.
" Ah, I'll call him now, I'll call him now…" Song Dazhuang looked at Zhang Shaoyang's gentle smile and quickly made another call.
Ten minutes later, another wave of phone calls arrived at the banquet hall.
…
Half an hour later, the third wave of phone calls arrived at the banquet hall.
…
After the fourth call, Song Dazhuang looked at Zhang Shaoyang, who was sitting on a chair and drinking red wine calmly. The corner of his mouth twitched.
The reason why he was so obedient and called his lackeys to help Zhang Shaoyang gain experience was not only because he wanted to live a little longer, but also because he wanted to use his lackeys to consume Zhang Shaoyang's spiritual energy.
As long as Zhang Shaoyang lost his spiritual energy, Jiu would be able to escape with his life. He might even be able to kill him.
"My spiritual energy is almost gone. I just need to farm one last wave!”
Looking at Song Dazhuang who was peeking at him in fear, Zhang Shaoyang was stunned for a moment. He quickly reacted and his face turned pale.
"Alright!"
Seeing Zhang Shaoyang's expression, Song Dazhuang's spirits were lifted.
Although he knew that there was a 90% chance that Zhang Shaoyang was lying, Song Dazhuang had to give it a try even if there was a 10% chance.
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