Starting from the ultimate, the keeper behind the Nine Gates

Realizing that Jiang Xing's temper was not very good, the old ghost didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

He hurriedly wiped away all the grudges between himself and the Yang family from beginning to end.

Perhaps it was because he looked so miserable that the look of fear gradually disappeared from Lao Li's face, which had been hiding aside.

Instead, he listened to the story carefully and his expression was very immersed.

Similar to him are Jiang Xing and Xiao Ge.

The former picked up the almost cold bun and started to nibble on it.

The latter was no longer in a hurry to work. He leaned on the table with the corpse on it, his arms folded and his eyelashes slightly lowered.

He seemed to be lost in thought, but he was actually listening very carefully.

As for Yang Xiaohao, who is still young, he still doesn't quite understand the causal relationship between these grudges and grudges, and his expression is confused.

So among the people present, only Mrs. Yang's face turned blue and white, as if the color palette was very complicated.

The old ghost was indeed not a participant in that fight.

But he is a family member of the other gang leader.

Although his son was not as seriously injured as Yang Anhe, he was injured in the scuffle.

Rao was sent to the hospital in time, but because he was so seriously injured, there was no hope of recovery.

The old ghost, who couldn't accept that his family's incense was cut off, left without even taking a breath.

The old ghost who had his soul out of his body was still confused and couldn't figure out why he died.

But at this moment, he happened to see Yang Anhe who was rescued and pulled into the intensive care unit.

Seeing that the other party was lucky enough to survive, the unbalanced old ghost suddenly became furious.

Without thinking, he followed him into the custody room and got into Yang Anhe's body.

Decided to avenge himself and his grandchildren who would not be born in the future!

The old ghost complained with tears in his eyes: "Sir...sir, don't you think I should take revenge?"

The old ghost still wanted to call you, sir, but thinking of Jiang Xing's warning just now, he quickly changed his words.

But he didn't notice that Jiang Xing's face turned darker.

Damn it, who in their prime years would be happy if they were called uncle?

But the old ghost didn't notice it yet and kept wailing: "My family has only one son for three generations, and I only have one son here."

"The Yang family has caused my family to lose its incense. Is it too much for me to ask them to pay the same price?!"

As he spoke, the old ghost suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Xiaohao, who was shrinking in Mrs. Yang's arms.

Black mist spread in his eyes, staring at him fiercely.

It seemed that he wanted to eat Yang Xiaohao alive!

But before Uncle Jiang Xing could say anything, Lao Li stood up holding the waist that had been dodged just now.

His eyes widened and he said angrily: "You old man is so rude! Your son is that Zhao Zhilong, right?"

Because Mrs. Yang was too excited yesterday and could not communicate normally, and their grandparents and grandchildren had no other relatives around them.

So the police told him some things about what happened.

Although it was not detailed, he still knew the general situation and some of the main participants.

When he heard that the roots of his descendants had been severed, Lao Li immediately remembered who the other party was.

Seeing this old ghost pretending to be pitiful, he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"It was your son who started trouble and stabbed Yamato so many times. It is your son who should pay the price."

"If he hadn't been in the hospital now, he would have been sent to jail long ago!"

"you!"

The old ghost was angered by his words, and the ghost energy around him suddenly surged.

But instead of giving in, Lao Li took a step forward, raising his round chin high with a righteous look on his face.

He now knows that this old ghost looks scary but is actually quite weak.

As long as Xiaojiang is here, it won't dare to do anything!

At this time, Lao Li can be said to have fully demonstrated the power of the fox and the tiger.

"Cough cough..."

Jiang Xing appropriately interrupted the silent confrontation between one person and one ghost.

And the pain of tearing his soul apart just now is still engraved in the old ghost's mind.

After receiving the warning, the old ghost suppressed the churning ghost energy almost instantly and continued to cry, "My son just wanted a life from the Yang family."

"But Yang Anhe caused our Zhao family to become extinct!"

Jiang Xing rubbed his ears, which were hurt by the high pitch, and was lost in thought for a moment.

Why is this theory so familiar? Where have I heard it before?

Mrs. Yang, who was hiding in the corner, had her lips twitching and she kept shaking her head in confusion, "No, it's not like that..."

Two deep grooves formed between his frowning forehead, and his scattered hair was mixed with silver strands.

The embarrassed appearance made her look older.

Old Mrs. Yang wanted to refute what the old ghost said, but at this time, she was confused and felt that the fact should not be what the old ghost said.

But I can't sort out the correct thinking to argue.

Seeing that Jiang Xing didn't speak for a long time, the old ghost thought that he also agreed with his point of view.

Then he slowly stood up and looked at Yang Xiaohao with sinister eyes, the ghostly aura gradually rising.

A pair of skinny hands, with only a layer of dry skin left, slowly stretched out towards the Yang family's ancestors and grandchildren.

The chapped lips raised an extremely weird arc, as if they were about to curl up behind the ears.

The terrifying appearance made Yang Xiaohao shrink back.

She hugged her grandma tightly and buried her head in Mrs. Yang's arms, not daring to look at her.

When Lao Li saw that he still dared to act recklessly, he was about to curse.

But with a glance from the corner of his eye, after seeing Jiang Xing's actions, he swallowed back the words that were on his lips.

"Snapped--!"

Jiang Xing shook the small things in his hands and used the soul lock as a whip.

He slapped the old ghost hard on the back.

"what--!"

Still immersed in the pleasure of the great revenge being about to be avenged.

This sudden attack prevented the old ghost from even having time to hide, so he fell down hard.

The old ghost suddenly felt as if he was being torn apart alive. The pain came over him like a mountain, and he curled up on the ground and kept wailing.

The Soul Hook Lock is originally a ghost weapon and is very fatal to the dead souls.

This whipping made the old ghost's soul become even weaker, as if he would be gone in the next second.

Not to mention the ghostly aura, it was very difficult to even hold on to the last breath.

The half-arrogant old ghost was completely out of shape. He felt that Jiang Xing was just teasing him, so he stopped pretending.

Curling up in a ball and lying on the ground, he looked at Jiang Xing with squinting angrily and gritted his teeth: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xing said nothing and slowly took two steps forward.

Looking at those cold and waveless eyes, feeling the strong oppression, the old ghost shrank back subconsciously.

She looked away and didn't dare to look at him again, but her expression was full of defense, fearing that Jiang Xing would do it again unexpectedly.

Jiang Xing looked down at the very weak old ghost curled up on the ground.

Her thin lips parted slightly, and she said in a somewhat nonchalant tone: "Have you had enough acting?"

As soon as these words came out, the old ghost suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Xing again.

There was also a moment of surprise on his expression.

But he quickly returned to his expressionless look, "I don't understand what you are talking about?"

He no longer had the arrogance he had when he questioned Jiang Xing just now, nor did he have the fear of being aggressive before.

His expression was very calm, as if he really didn't understand.