"Is this person seeking death?"

At this moment, Lin Cheng suddenly saw a middle-aged man on the side of the road.

Next to middle-aged people, there was a ghost-level ghost of the ghost soldier who desperately hit the electric pile next to him with his head.

This evil ghost should have died when he hit this electric stake. It contains strong resentment and turns into a evil ghost.

Then repeat the action before death here, with the purpose of hoping that someone can see it.

Then go forward to stop it so that it can pull a cushion.

And middle-aged people clearly see it. Since they see it, it means middle-aged people are not far from death.

There were occasionally passers-by around, and they looked at the middle-aged man strangely.

In their eyes, middle age is a mentally psychopath who talks to himself.

After all, they couldn't see this evil ghost.

"Brother, if you have something to do, you want to find a shortcoming? Stop hitting, you will die if you hit."

The middle-aged man looked at the evil ghost with a heart-wrenching face and said.

At this moment, the evil ghost hit the electric pile and broke into blood.

The dazzling blood flowed down the electric pile to the ground, and even the flesh on the forehead was smashed to pieces.

But it seemed that it could not feel the pain, and its eyes continued to hit the electric pile without any energy.

Of course, all these bloods were transformed by evil spirits, and the purpose was to attract the attention of middle-aged people.

Let middle-aged people pull it, but once they pull it, it will immediately kill middle-aged people.

"You are crazy, don't hit me!"

Seeing that it was useless when it came soft, middle-aged man was hard and shouted with sharp eyes.

"My heartbroken!" A woman passing by suddenly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man and said.

She thought middle-aged was talking to her just now, but when she saw it, she realized that this guy was actually talking to the electric pile.

This night made her panic and she said that the electric pile was a psychopath, but he was a real psychopath.

I have a brain problem and it's scary to come out at night.

"Beauty, come and persuade him. This is almost killed. Why are you so cold-blooded?!"

"You are sick, no one here, get out! How about scaring me? Are you shooting Douyin Kuaishou again? Want to see me jokes? Shacoin!"

The woman directly scolded the middle-aged man without any politeness.

It was originally night, and she was alone again, so she was really scared by the middle-aged man.

This is a bad guy except for the two of them.

"Is this a human or a ghost?" No, I'm just advised me to let it go, and you don't have to pretend to be invisible.

Could you still want to scare me? Haha..."

Middle-aged sneered, and he thought that women were scaring him.

There was a big living person, and the electric pile was hit here and she actually said she couldn't see it. What was it not to deliberately scare him?

"Girl, go now! He is either crazy or evil."

At this time, an old lady came over with a basket of vegetables, couldn't help but pull the woman, and said with a serious face.

I just heard the two arguing from afar, saying that someone was about to die when they hit the electric pile, but there was indeed no one here.

"This person is sick!"

The woman said, then quickly left.

The old lady looked at the middle-aged man, sighed, and left.

"No...a big living person is here, why can't they see it?"

At this moment, middle-aged man felt a little frightened.

One said he couldn't see it, the second said he couldn't see it. Several of them had passed by before, but they seemed to have not seen it.

Logically, shouldn't these people come to watch the fun?

Could it be...he is really not a human?

"Guru..."
Chapter completed!