Chapter 1114: Ghost Subst.i.tute, Slaughter

Seeing that Fang Yinglong didn’t speak, Jin Ming thought that he was afraid. A cold and smug expression flashed in his eyes as he continued, “What? Are you mute? Feeling guilty and scared? Why didn’t you feel guilty and scared when you were kicking me just now?”

“F*ck you, do you really think I’m afraid of you? F*ck you! You still want to fight? I’ll fight you now!”

Jin Ming cursed especially happily and raised his hands as if he really wanted to fight.

Seeing that Fang Yinglong didn’t reply for a long time, Jin Ming thought that he was afraid, and didn’t stop cursing provocatively.

s.h.i.+ Ran saw the twisted ghost face in front him turn crazed and hideous at Jin Ming’s wild cursing. He shook his head at Jin Ming in horror, afraid that he would really anger it.

Jin Ming was too lazy to even look at him. To him, the s.h.i.+ kid was nothing more than a pretty boy. If it wasn’t for his good family background and Young Master Wei’s introduction, Jin Ming wouldn’t have cared to admit that he had a friend like this.

He couldn’t wait to fight this Fang guy again. He would return all the kicks he got just now. Seeing that the other party didn’t reply, he was impatient, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his shoulder. He then raised his foot and kicked Fang Yinglong hard in the waist.

He put 120% of his strength in this kick. He thought that he could kick the other party half a meter away, but he realized that he couldn’t.

No, not only did that Fang guy not scream, his body also didn’t move.

Jin Ming didn’t believe it. He didn’t think much of it, and raised his foot and kicked Fang Yinglong a few more times. However, the other party didn’t even move a centimeter.

Jin Ming grew increasingly puzzled but refused to believe it. He was about to speak, when “Fang Yinglong” suddenly turned his head, and Jin Ming saw a deathly pale face with dark red spots.

Taking advantage of the moment when “Fang Yinglong” turned around, s.h.i.+ Ran suddenly shouted “Run!” and rushed out of the washroom.

Jin Ming, on the other hand, had been stimulated too much by “Fang Yinglong’s” face, which looked like that of a corpse. His mind was blank, and he couldn’t think, let alone run. His face looked like it had just been covered with a thick layer of white paint.

When he smelled the strong stench of decay and water on him, Jin Ming finally understood what he had run into. He was scared senseless as his legs trembled and yellow liquid trickled down his pants.

When a swollen hand grabbed his neck, Jin Ming’s mournful and shaky cry for help rang out. “Help! Save me! s.h.i.+ Ran! Save me! Save me!”

Before s.h.i.+ Ran ran away, he looked back and saw that thing in the washroom press Jin Ming’s head into the water. It raised its eyes and smiled smugly in s.h.i.+ Ran’s direction. It turned on all the faucets, and water gushed out wildly.

The woman’s sharp voice was especially obvious and creepy. The thing raised Jin Ming’s head and then pressed it into the water again.

s.h.i.+ Ran’s last glimpse of Jin Ming’s deathly pale face was stuck in his head.

He was scared out of his wits by the scene in the washroom, and his legs turned to jelly, as if he was stepping on cotton. He didn’t dare look back again as he ran for his life to the private room.

In the private room, Wei Panyang and the others were drinking and playing dice happily, especially Wei Panyang and Jiang Duo, who had won several times. At that moment, the door was pushed open.

Everyone looked up and saw a horrified and pale face.

“Ghost! Ghost! Run! Run!”