Read the scriptures, not a liar

The bald man who came here to take the lead in the construction, his name is Yang Dapeng, has been with Kingsley for many years, and he can be counted as one of the other party's confidantes.Kingsley has two groups of people, one group is serious about construction, and the other group is engaged in "security".

Yang Dapeng, who is big and round, is naturally a good hand at "security".Moreover, he has not learned well since he was a child, and has done all kinds of immoral things. The word bottom line does not exist in the dictionary.

Such a person, who does not have nightmares after doing bad things, is an open and frank villain.

Therefore, Yang Dapeng has never been afraid of any ghosts, although he has not seen them so far.If he really met, then he would rush up and fight accordingly.

So this time when he came to work in the villa, he wished that the ghost would come out and let him meet and see what it was.If he can get rid of that dirty thing, Kingsley will definitely be grateful in the future.

With this in mind, after the excavator cleaned up all the foundations, he dragged a shovel and walked in by himself.

But he didn't respond after walking around for several times, so he looked impatiently at those quack warlocks.

And this just happened to see the other party take out something in his hand and throw it out.

Suddenly, there seemed to be fog on the top of the mountain.

Yang Dapeng blinked, and he was the only one left around.

Not only was he not afraid, but he spit out a mouthful of saliva. "If you have the guts, come out and fight one-on-one. I, Yang Dapeng, have never lost a fight in my life."

The mist seemed to understand, and the thick white in one direction became lighter.A dark shadow appeared.

It's finally here!Yang Dapeng raised the shovel in his hand and strode over.

As it gradually approached, the black shadow became more and more clear.

"How could it be you?" Yang Dapeng looked at the familiar face in front of him in shock.

This person is none other than a demolition household he once solved.

At that time, Yang Dapeng had just worked under King Shili and urgently needed a beautiful job to attract the attention of the other party.Coincidentally, he received news that there was a demolition household who refused to move out on the site that Kingsley was planning to develop.

He went there with his people, and saw that there were only two people in the family, an old man who couldn't walk, and a young man who was still crippled.At first glance, it looks like a poor family with no background at all.

At that time, he thought it was too easy to handle.He called a few buddies, and immediately carried the two of them outside.The house was demolished directly.

I didn't know that the cripple was restless, so he went directly to the government to file a complaint.At that time, Kingsley was called to criticize him severely, but he had no choice but to help the family build the house again.

How could Yang Dapeng be reconciled to such a big loss, he lit a fire next to the dilapidated house every few months at night.

The cripple walked slowly and wanted to carry his old mother out, so he was smoked to death together.

Yang Dapeng was a little scared at first, but he didn't know that the demolition area was a mess, there was no monitoring, and the personnel were complicated, so he was never found out.He is not afraid anymore.

Because of this, Kingsley promoted him to work beside him.He is even more proud.

This was the beginning of his development, and he remembered it clearly.

However, how did this dead ghost come here?

"Yang Dapeng, you killed my family, aren't you guilty?" said the man who should have died long ago.

"Guilt ass! You are like that bird when you are alive, and I am not afraid of death!" Yang Dapeng took the shovel and threw it on the opponent's head.

I didn't expect this ghost to be so ungrateful, Yang Dapeng hit it like this.The opponent's head burst into flowers, and Yang Dapeng's head and face exploded.

Yang Dapeng was also taken aback.

After all, he didn't expect this ghost to have such hot blood...almost like a human.

In addition, although he has been on the road for so many years, he is also a black hand, so he has never experienced such a bloody scene in person.

But he has a fierce temper, so it doesn't matter if he is stunned for a while.

"Damn, I thought it was so powerful! I killed him in just one encounter!" Yang Dapeng cursed at the fallen corpse, wiped the blood on his face, and continued to walk forward.

There was still thick fog ahead, and Yang Dapeng couldn't tell the direction, so he looked for a path and walked to the darkness.

As he walked, he finally felt something was wrong.

It's like... being followed.

He looked back and saw a headless shadow in the thick fog not far behind him.He walked with a limp, not fast.

Was it the corpse of the cripple who just stood up and followed him?

Yang Dapeng finally felt flustered, but he quickly calmed down.

If you kill the opponent twice, you can naturally kill him the third time.But who knows how many times this guy can get up, it's important for him to go out now, so don't waste time with him.

Thinking this way, Yang Dapeng quickened his pace and continued to move forward.

This time, a new shadow soon appeared in front of him.

Yang Dapeng bit the bullet and went over to take a look, and found that it turned out to be a friend who used to hang out with him.But this person was framed by him, and he had already been sunk in the river.

……

Yang Dapeng didn't say much, and still slapped the opponent's head off.Continue to move forward at a faster pace.

But later, Yang Dapeng still couldn't find the way out. He kept meeting the people he had killed, and more and more headless ghosts followed him.

Yang Dapeng finally lost his composure at this time, he no longer walked in the direction he thought, but ran wildly, trying to find an exit.

But no matter in any direction, it was the same dense fog.

Just when Yang Dapeng thought he couldn't get out anyway, he finally found a place without fog.

Overjoyed, Yang Dapeng rushed over, but saw that the place was only five square meters square, and there was thick fog above his head. There was no exit, only a wooden pillar extending high into the thick fog, and a strange man he had never met.

The man had braids and was wearing a khaki robe. He was tall and strong, with a curved dagger and a silver kettle hanging from his waist.Doesn't look like modern people.

"Who are you?" Yang Dapeng asked vigilantly holding a shovel.

"I'm here to help you." The man pointed to the pillar. "Climb up and get out of here."

Seeing hope in despair, Yang Dapeng was naturally extremely excited.He took a few quick steps and ran under the pillar. Just as he was about to grab it, he remembered something and looked back at the man warily.

"Why did you go out of your way to help me?"

"Do you remember the young man in the red cassock? I was with him." The man chuckled.

It turned out to be the person sent by the charlatan.It finally came in handy.

Yang Dapeng breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to grab the pillar.

Yang Dapeng was strong and strong, so it was no problem to climb a pillar, so he climbed up.But just halfway through the climb, he felt that his body was being pulled, and he couldn't move anymore.

When he looked back, he was almost scared off.

It turned out that at some point, those headless ghosts who followed far behind all gathered under the wooden pillar.

They were bloody and bloody, and they held Yang Dapeng's legs firmly with both hands.

Yang Dapeng recovered his strength, and immediately kicked his legs to kick those guys' hands off.

But no matter how he kicked, those guys' hands were firmly grasped.

He turned his head to look at the man who taught him how to climb the pillar before, and he was standing beside those headless ghosts to watch the fun, but the ghosts didn't touch him.

"You look at your mother's fart there! I'm about to be dragged down! Don't help me!" Yang Dapeng shouted to him.

"How can I help you? I only have the ability to rescue you, not to fight ghosts." The man said.

What kind of warlock with half a bucket of water, he will scold that Kong man as a bloody sprinkler when he goes back!

"Then is that knife on your waist just for show? You don't cut ghosts! Cut off my pants and I'll go out!" Yang Dapeng scolded.

"These ghosts are capturing your people, not your clothes. It's useless to take off your clothes." The man smiled and shook his head.

"You can take a look if you don't believe me." After speaking, the man cut off Yang Dapeng's pants with a knife in his hand.

Yang Dapeng looked down, those ghost hands were firmly attached to his skin.

He immediately screamed.

"Didn't you want to save me out! If you don't know how to fight ghosts, think of other ways!"

"It's so difficult...there are so many ghosts..." the man said awkwardly. "If you are dragged down by them, you will be eaten by the monsters here."

That is to say, as soon as the words fell, Yang Dapeng heard a heavy panting.He followed the sound and found a huge figure with countless arms slowly approaching here.

The man guarding the side said that he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Oh, if it finds out, the brain will be sucked out alive. Even the soul will be trapped here."

Yang Dapeng is not afraid of the victim's revenge, nor does he believe in karma, but he is afraid of death!

Only when death was imminent did he feel despair.

"Quick! Save me!" Yang Dapeng climbed anxiously, but his body held by the ghost remained motionless.

"It's coming soon, I have to go too. I won't wait for you." The man jumped over the ghosts and climbed up the pillar, trying to get over Yang Dapeng.

But Yang Dapeng was not willing to let him go, he also tightly grabbed the opponent's leg and asked the opponent to take him away.

"I'm very embarrassed by your behavior..." The man looked down at Yang Dapeng who was grabbing his leg. "Those ghosts are your own fault, not my business."

"I don't care! You don't save me out! You don't even think about leaving!" Yang Dapeng said ferociously.

"Tsk tsk. Let me think about it." The man tilted his head and thought for a while. "Those ghosts have grabbed your skin. If you must, peel off the skin they grabbed. You can still live."