boom!

Sparks brought lightning and the villa shook!

Xiaoling also used all his strength to hit it hard, as if all the old and new hatreds were attached to this hammer.

The big head was hit so hard that it flew away and couldn't get up for a long time. Not only did the big head not recover, but it also had an extra hammer mark.

Dazed and dizzy, he took out a mirror and looked around, with a look of despair on his face.

"Ruined!"

The big head wants to cry but has no tears. His head is also in many troubles and has never gotten better.

"No, no, no, no, no, no!"

Xiao Ling dragged the hammer and chased after him, eager to smash it.

Big Tou waved his hand repeatedly, and if he hit him again, his head would really be gone.

"Wouldn't it be better to let it recover slowly?"

Wang Zun was speechless, what is this?

Datou rolled his eyes at Wang Zun, "It's not because of you, but because of you, my head is not getting better!"

"Of course I have to dress up nicely to welcome my new sister!"

Datou touched his head reluctantly.

"What new sister?"

Wang Zun was confused, what kind of sister?

Datou curled his lips and said impatiently: "Boss, can you stop pretending? Stop hiding the little sister that night, and ask her to come out and let us get to know each other!"

"What, boss, call the new sister out. Just tell her that there is a handsome big-headed brother waiting for her."

Da Tou was gearing up, looking forward to and excited. He even licked the corners of his lips from time to time, and his eyes were shining.

Wang Zun:(╯﹏╰)

"I do not know her!"

Shaking her head, Wang Zun turned around and left. He couldn't call her out. She didn't even know the little girl's name now.

"Little devil!" Datou rolled his eyes at Wang Zun.

"Let's do this, ask Zhu Jin to borrow a knife, go from here to here, open my chest, and you can see your new sister!"

Wang Zun made a gesture on his chest. Only when he was at a critical moment of life and death would the little girl appear to save him, right?

After all, the little girl’s ghost heart is being nurtured in his body. If he dies, her ghost heart will wither, right?

"good!"

Datou's eyes were bright, and he actually asked Zhu Jin to borrow a knife.

"I fork..."

Wang Zun was so angry that his nose was so angry that it was about to smoke. He drew his ghost-fighting knife and chased after him.

What new sister makes you so fascinated that you want to disembowel your boss?

After cleaning up the bulk, Wang Zun made some breakfast and then started a new task.

The last mission was B-level, but the level of danger was no less dangerous than the boss mission!

Wang Zun wondered whether the Thriller Game Master system had mutated again, or was this intentional?

Wang Zun couldn't resist, so he could only curse the Thriller Game Master System silently in his heart.

[Task generated successfully!]

[B-level mission: red envelope!]

[Task time: Start at one o'clock in the morning! 】

[Mission location: Juvenile Square!]

[Task requirement: Pick up the red envelope!]

[Task reminder: Help others!!]

[Mission death index: low level!]

…

"Red envelope?"

Wang Zun squinted his eyes, what is this?

What left him speechless was that the task reminder was just two words, no!

Too damn straightforward, right?

It gives Wang Zun the feeling of a broken jar!

Following the old rules, Wang Zun opened the supernatural forum on his mobile phone and searched for "Youth Plaza Red Envelope".

As expected, after searching, I found quite a few posts.

Wang Zun clicked on one of the posts and read the content carefully.

The original poster is a skateboard enthusiast. The Youth Square is very lively at night. Many people like to walk around the Youth Square after dinner to help digestion.

The author and his friends made an appointment to practice skateboarding in the Youth Square. There are special skateboarding facilities in the square and they are very complete.

The poster is a novice. During practice, he accidentally fell down and seemed to catch something in his hand. When he took it over, he saw that it was a red envelope.

Although it is a red envelope, it is a white red envelope!

The poster didn’t know what happened but he grabbed a red envelope in a daze!

The white red envelope looked unlucky at first glance. The poster wanted to throw away the red envelope, but he felt something in the red envelope.

The original poster also wanted to die. Out of curiosity, he opened the red envelope.

There was actually 1,000 yuan inside!

The poster's eyes widened when he saw the money, he was surprised and happy, and smiled from ear to ear. He just wanted to buy a new skateboard, but he didn't expect to get an unexpected fortune.

He quietly put the red envelope into his pocket, and then he realized that there was a sentence on the red envelope.

【Help!】

There are only three words on the red envelope, which seems to be a distress signal from someone.

The host realized on the spot that someone was using this method to seek help.

The poster was also a warm-hearted person. Of course, he took out the 900 yuan and put the 100 yuan back into the red envelope. Then he found the patrol officer of the square and explained the matter in general!

After searching and checking, no one in particular was found, so in the end it was dismissed.

The poster did not feel uneasy, on the contrary, he felt at ease. He had helped the owner of the red envelope, so the 900 yuan should be considered his reward, right?

When I think about it this way, I feel a lot better!

After returning home, the original poster eagerly watched skateboarding on the Internet, and then took a shower and went to bed contentedly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the host was woken up by a strange sound, and he vaguely heard something moving outside the bedroom!

It moved back and forth, making indescribable sounds.

The poster turned over in a daze and continued to sleep. He thought it was a mouse and dismissed it.

Drowsily, the host fell asleep again!

But not even a minute later, the host suddenly heard the door of his room being hit by something. It was very sudden and loud, and the sudden impact woke him up from his dream.

This time, he woke up completely. The room was pitch black, as black as ink. The host had never seen such darkness before.

I couldn't see my fingers, as if it was not my own room, and it felt strange.

What's even more weird is that the room is very cold, icy cold, and there is a black gas floating in it.

The host was very scared and uneasy, and everything in the room felt strange to him.

boom!

There was another loud crash, which scared the owner of the building. He was very uneasy and frightened!

However, this is his home, no matter how scared he is, he still has to see what happens, right?

He got off the bed without putting on shoes, quietly came to the door and touched the cold door handle!

It was colder than I had ever felt before, as if I had been electrocuted, or as if I had touched a piece of ice.

Gently twist the door handle and open the door a crack!

Everything was normal in the dark living room, except that it was a little darker than usual. The street lights on both sides of the street seemed to be turned off, making it look extra dark.

The host looked down and his nervousness suddenly relaxed. The thing that hit the door was just his skateboard.

While he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt abnormal!
To be continued...