Chapter 107
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This feeling was not only because of Wang Ping's exaggerated acting skills, but also because of Wang Ping's actions.
Wang Ping was seen shouting"Ah, Ah, Ah" while running, looking back every three steps.
Every three steps, Wang Ping looked back at the portrait ghost, his eyes blazing at the portrait ghost.
That look seemed to be saying to the portrait ghost, I'm running, do you see, I'm running because of your fear, do you see, come and chase me.
At the same time, the portrait ghost's whole face was twitching violently because of Wang Ping's actions.
For Wang Ping, looking back every three steps, that kind of running is better described as walking, and the portrait ghost was in pain.
Are you running?
At the same time, the portrait ghost had an inexplicable idea. Wang Ping would not suddenly say"I'm going to buy some oranges, you stay here, don't move" when he looked back every three steps.
This feeling was very strong, because Wang Ping's current behavior was like a father going to buy oranges and not forgetting to look back at his child.
Ding! The ghost portrait looked distressed and was in a dilemma. Should I chase him or not? The ghost portrait was very conflicted. If I chased him now, I would feel like I was interacting with a psychopath.
But if I didn't chase him, I would feel like I had lost all my dignity as a ghost.
At this moment, Wang Ping's words rang out.
"Why haven't you chased me yet? If you don't chase me, I might have run away."
His tone was full of pride, as if he was a primary school student playing the game of Pitfalls with Bias, proud that as long as his hand speed was fast enough, the question marks typed by his teammates would not be able to keep up with his pride.
Portrait Ghost:"……"
Ding! The ghost portrait was filled with grief and anger, and it felt like playing a game with an orphan. Attribute +1.
Finally, under Wang Ping's repeated calls, the ghost portrait took a difficult step and caught up.
At 12 o'clock in the evening, a strange scene appeared in the silent wax museum.
A young man was running slowly, turning back from time to time and saying
"Ahhh, there is a ghost, I am scared to death"
"Oh my God, the ghost is about to catch up with me, I’m so scared, what should I do? Waiting online, urgent!"
"Ah, the ghost is going to kill me. I'm panicking now."
Ding! The portrait ghost felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a ton of shit. Attribute +1
Ding! The portrait ghost yelled in his heart, can you please stop yelling like a barrage narrator? Attribute +1
Behind the young man, there was a ghost chasing him. It was very slow, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to take every step.
Wang Ping was yelling hard, and the ghost was chasing him listlessly, without any ghost aura at all...
The portrait ghost was exhausted physically and mentally, and his heart was very tired.
Now he only had one feeling, that he was playing with an orphan, and this orphan was an artificial orphan.
Facing this orphan, the portrait ghost could not muster the urge to kill.
He slowly turned around and walked towards the second floor.
Ding! The portrait ghost was tired and just wanted to go home and sleep. Attribute +1
"Brother Ghost, you are not chasing me anymore? Are you planning to let me go?"
Wang Ping caught up with the portrait ghost and asked the portrait ghost:"……"
Ding! The portrait ghost cursed in his heart,"My mother, you are an orphan psychopath, attribute +1.
Since he died in the Republic of China, the portrait ghost has become a ghost. He has killed many people.
But there has never been a time like this, when he did not want to kill anyone.
Seeing Wang Ping's relentless questioning, the portrait ghost finally said
"Yes, I'll let you go, go and have some fun."
He was almost driven crazy by Wang Ping, so he could only respond with one sentence, thinking that Wang Ping would not ask any more questions after responding with one sentence.
However, this was not the case.
"Hey! Brother Ghost, you can speak. I thought you were dumb."
"Brother Ghost, you live in the portrait, right? Is it crowded inside? How many square meters? Hey, the housing prices are too expensive now, one square meter costs tens of thousands, I can't afford to buy a house, can I live with you?"
Portrait Ghost:"……"
Ding! The ghost portrait wants to curse, attribute +1
"Brother Ghost, why are you silent? I will be working here in the future. Can I chat with you every day?"
The portrait ghost was shocked and looked at Wang Ping with wide eyes.
Ding! The portrait ghost listened to the host's words and felt like he was haunted by an orphan. Attribute +1
This time, the portrait ghost couldn't help but speak again.
"This job is not suitable for you."
While speaking, the portrait ghost said in his heart,"
Please leave quickly, please resign, this job is not suitable for you.
"Don't worry, this job is pretty good. Actually, ghost brother, to be honest, I have met other ghosts, but none of them like me."
Wang Ping sighed.
The ghost in the portrait looked stunned and looked at Wang Ping.
"Have you seen other ghosts?"
Ding! The portrait ghost was shocked. He didn't expect that the orphan had seen other ghosts. Attribute +1.
Suddenly, the portrait ghost felt pity for those ghosts. He could imagine the expressions of those ghosts. He even imagined a scene.
A group of ghosts who had been with Wang Ping learned that he had also been with Wang Ping. Their expressions were"funny", and then they looked at him and laughed.
"Hahaha, Sun Ze, feel the pain of getting along with him with us."
At the same time.
Wang Ping responded to the portrait ghost:"Yes, I have seen other ghosts, but they don't talk to me, and in the end they are like you, persuading me that the job is not suitable for me."
"Did you listen to them later?"The portrait ghost asked impatiently.
Ding! The portrait ghost was surprised and wanted to know how those ghosts got rid of the host, an orphan. Attribute +1
"Later... I killed them all."
Wang Ping said with a long breath.
The portrait ghost who was listening carefully was startled and his face changed color in an instant.
Wang Ping suddenly jumped up and punched the portrait ghost in the head.
His speed was so fast that a dazzling fist shadow was drawn, and the fist burst into a small star-like brilliance, which was brighter than the incandescent lamp.
"No!"
The portrait ghost had no time to react and screamed in fear.
Boom!
With the dull sound of a huge hammer hitting an iron block, the portrait ghost's head exploded, and its body shattered, turning into wisps of Yin Qi that flowed into Wang Ping's left chest.
Ding! The portrait ghost died with his eyes open, and his attribute +5 flowed into his left chest as the portrait ghost dissipated. Wang Ping took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Lao Chen.
"Done, get the money!"
"So fast? Wang Ping is awesome, big guy washes his dick.jpg"
……
When Wang Ping returned to Crystal Apartment, a pop-up message popped up on his phone.
He checked the time, it was exactly 1:00 a.m.
Wang Ping murmured,"My dad's flight seems to be at 12 p.m., let's take a nap first and then go to the airport to pick him up.""
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