Maoshan Ghostbusters

Azan laughed, "Master Zaba, don't you want to know where Manna and Fili are?"

At this time, Zaba was already pale. He clutched his painful abdomen and cursed vigorously, "Boy, it turns out that it's all your ghosts. Come on, where are Manna and Fili?"

"They are here."

After Azan finished speaking, he took out the left hand hidden behind him and raised the two heads high.

The lights in the room were bright, and Zhaba recognized the two heads at a glance, one was Manna and the other was Philly.

Zaba roared, "Damn bastard, you actually killed my cousin and my beloved woman."

Azan sneered, "Yes, they were all killed by me. Because they both deserve to die, Philie is vain and shameless, this kind of woman is not worthy to live. Manna inherited the blood of the Zaba family perfectly, cruel Vicious, such a woman shouldn't be alive. I killed both of them, just walking the way for the sky."

After Azan finished speaking, he threw the two heads into Chaba's arms.

Zaba held Feili's head and cried loudly, "My dear, you were actually killed by this kid. It's really hateful."

Azan sneered, "Master Zhaba, people can't come back to life after death, I hope you will be sorrowful and look away. In fact, you don't have to look away because it's your turn soon.

Zaba angrily said, "You idiots, don't stand up quickly and kill this nasty boy. What are you waiting for?"

But at this time, all the minions were rolling on the ground holding their stomachs, and no one could stand up.

Azan smiled, "Master Zaba, don't shout, they are all too busy to take care of themselves now, they can't give you their lives anymore."

The fat man struggled, grabbed a chair and wanted to throw it over, but unfortunately he didn't have enough strength and smashed his foot, making him grin in pain.

Azan said angrily, "What a dog minion, he is still betraying his master when he died." After finishing speaking, he jumped forward and chopped off the fat man's head.

The minions were all scared to urinate when they saw it, exclaiming, scrambling to crawl towards the gate, but the unbearable abdominal pain made them unable to crawl.

Azan scolded, "You guys who are conscientious and conscientious, usually follow the old beast like Zaba and do all the bad things. Today, none of you can leave."

Azan was young and brisk. He hurried in front of the group of minions. He raised his kitchen knife, chased him and slashed. Poor group of minions usually follow Chaba along with the fish and meat villagers, all of them are ferocious and vicious, but at this moment, The severe abdominal pain made them weak, and the huge group of men was actually killed by a six-year-old kid, Azan, carrying a kitchen knife one by one, in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the living people in the hall were Zhaba and Azan.

These two people, one is a six-year-old boy covered in blood, and the other is a weak and weak man.

Seeing Azan's fierce gleam, and step by step, he was trembling with fear, holding his stomach, and shrinking into the corner.

At this time, Zhaba's face was pale, he looked dying, and he looked old.

"Azan, please, don't kill me."

Azan tweeted, "Master Zaba, are you begging me?"

Zaba lowered his head and dared not look directly at Azan's eyes full of revenge and anger.

"Master Zaba, have you counted how many people's blood are on your hands?"

Zaba shook his head in horror, "I can't remember."

"Then now, it's time to pay. You have killed countless villagers, and it's time to get retribution. Moreover, my mother's blood cannot be shed in vain.

Zhaba read the message that he must die from Ajahn's decisive eyes, so he changed his words and pleaded, "Ajahn, I know I can't escape death today, can you give me a happy one and let me die? Don't be so painful."

Azan sneered, "Master Zhaba, you have killed so many people, do you want to die happily and not be punished? It is said that you have killed people in your life. It turns out that in your bones, you are nothing more than a greedy rat."

"Forget it, I don't beg you, asshole, I have enjoyed all the glory and wealth in this life. I have played with many women. Even if I die now, it is worth it."

Knowing that he could not avoid a torture, Zaba gritted his teeth, looked at the corner of the table, and ran into him desperately.

With this collision, he was determined to die, and Zhaba used the strength to suckle.

As soon as he heard a muffled sound, Zhaba felt black in front of him and fell to the ground.

While dying, Zhaba heard Azan swear fiercely, "Old beast, you just died like this, it's too cheap for you."

Immediately afterwards, Zaba heard a puff, and a sharp pain came from his chest.

"God, did you cut my chest open? This **** little boy."

Zaba wanted to open his mouth to yell, but he couldn't make any sound anymore, but he still felt the pain of tearing in his chest.

In fact, the scene at this moment is invisible to Zhaba, and it may not be a good thing for him.

Azan raised the kitchen knife, chopped it on Zaba's chest, cut his chest, found the beating heart, and pulled it out.

"Zhaba, you old beast, didn't you always want to swallow my heart alive? Now, I want to swallow your heart alive."

It is a pity that Chaba is dead at this time, and I can't hear what Azan is talking about.

After Azan finished speaking, he grabbed the beating heart, took a hard bite, chewed it, and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Huh, it tastes good. Zaba, I can't think of your fierce and terrible person, but your heart is so delicious."

Azan was so hungry that he panicked, eating his enemy's heart with big mouthfuls, and he was very comfortable.

After eating the heart, Azan fell to his knees with a puff.

"Mother, Haier finally takes revenge for you. It's just that Haier killed the villain, Zaba. From now on, he can only be home from all over the world and live in another country. Goodbye, mother."

After speaking, he knocked his head three times and stood up.

Azan looked at the corpses all over the floor, and couldn't express the ease in his heart.

"These villains are all killed, and the villagers can at least live a safe life in the future."

Before he left, Ajahn saw Zaba’s body, his hatred rose sharply, and he cursed, "Zaba, you old beast made my mother dead. Now I also reward you with a dead body. This is it. It's called a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye." After speaking, he picked up a kitchen knife and slashed at the corpse until he cut the corpse into mud.

Azan wiped the kitchen knife clean with the curtains in the hall, and found water to wash the blood off his face. Only then did he pin the kitchen knife in his waistband and walked out the door in strides.

Where should I go? Azan has no direction. This revengeful young man is destined to start a different life.