Lian Zhao looked dark and did not correct his name anymore. He sneered at him and said, "Do you want to sleep here tonight? OK, sleep on the floor! I won't give you the sofa!"

After saying that, he ignored Zhang Wei, who looked relieved, and continued to wave his stick at the apple.

"Zhaozhao, Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, everything I said is true!" Zhang Wei was anxious and directly revealed Lian Zhao's previous nickname: "A bad omen, do you not trust me? As a brother, is it really good for you to do this?"

"Zhang Wei! You are saying it again!" Lian Zhao heard his nickname. He was the youngest in the dormitory F4 back then. Three guys bullied him and gave him the nickname "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao," which was homophoned and bras. He was simply a lack of beatings from the society.

"I think you lack the beating of Brother Shezhao!" Lian Zhao pointed at Zhang Wei with a stick fiercely, and said as if I was about to beat you to death: "It just so happened that I learned a sword drawing technique today, and I happened to try it with you!"

Lian Zhao directly arranged the starting style of the sword drawing technique and rushed towards Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei was so scared that he jumped up quickly, covered the quilt, jumped directly from the sofa to the sofa, and pointed at Lian Zhao and said, "Damn it! Are you here? Brothers, you have something to discuss, don't hurt the harmony, be kind and make money, I won't say it anymore!" When he saw that Lian Zhao was really going to hammer him, Zhang Wei immediately became timid and quickly admitted defeat. The panic he had just hit the ghost was also diluted.

"Du!Du!Du!" A knock on the door interrupted the play between Lian Zhao and Zhang Wei. The two of them turned around at the same time and looked towards the door. Lian Zhao was about to walk over and open the door, but Zhang Wei shouted in shock: "Don't open, there's a ghost!"

Lian Zhao frowned, thought about the house-guarding beast at home, turned around and looked at the white cat sleeping on the refrigerator, and his heart instantly calmed down. It was not that he didn't believe Zhang Wei's words, but he had never seen a ghost before, so he had to surprise him. Curiosity drove him to commit suicide, regardless of Zhang Wei's yelling behind him, and he opened the door decisively. At this time, Zhang Wei shrank into a ball on the sofa.

"Crack!" The door lock turned open for a moment, and the knocking sound suddenly stopped. It had never appeared before. Lian Zhao looked outside the door with empty eyes and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb, and the freshness just now was indifferent.

The stick in his hand was pinched tightly, as if he was being watched by some beast! His eyes became sharp, and he pressed the stick inside, making a starting move of drawing swords, and using his thoughts to drive the internal force seeds planted by his master.

MMP, there are really ghosts, it’s over. If I had known, don’t be curious and desperate. If not, I must be calm. Where is there a master? Master! Master! Don’t sleep anymore, there is a ghost!

Lian Zhao, who slowly retreated, his eyes slightly turned to the top of the refrigerator on the left. Seeing that his master was still sleeping, there was no sign of waking up. He felt very cold in his heart. Not to mention how big the psychological shadow area was, it was basically helpless.

Lian Zhao felt ruthless. Now Zhang Wei couldn't count on this coward, so he could only rely on himself. He stopped moving backwards and went back towards the door, closing the door with great speed and power. The sound after the door was closed scared the two people in the room.

"Zhaozhao, I've said that you don't believe it if you have a ghost. Now, it will definitely be your target!"

The door sounded again, "Dou!Dou!Dou!" knocking on the door, Lian Zhao looked at the door with his eyes flashing.

Zhang Wei: "Zhaozhao, Brother Zhao, don't open the door, really don't open it."

Lian Zhao smiled slightly, looked at Zhang Wei who was curled up with the quilt and curled up, and suddenly a stream of courage like a mudslide came up. Seeing Zhang Wei's appearance, he felt the superiority of a master to a spicy chicken.

Turn around and knock on the door of your home with your backhand.

"Doudu!Doududu!"

"Zhaozhao, what are you doing?" Zhang Wei was stunned. He was petrified. Even if you were crazy, he would not do this!

"You know nothing, maybe this ghost understands Morse code! I want to try to communicate with it."

God's Moss code, you think this is making a movie!

"Dududu!Dudu!" A knock on the door came from outside.

"Wait, Zhaozhao, when did you learn the Morse code?" Zhang Wei was confused, as if he didn't know Lian Zhao at all.

"Uh?⊙! Actually, I haven't learned it!" Lian Zhao scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled, laughing.

"Give you a look and feel it yourself! A mentally retarded child in Madrid!"

"Dudududududududududu!" The knock outside seemed to be due to Lian Zhao's stopping, and the knocking began to become urgent this time, as if he was impatient.

The white cat on the refrigerator opened his eyes at some point and was already sitting there looking at a good show, while the two present knew nothing.

"Bang bang! Bang bang bang!" Then a series of sounds of smashing the door sounded, and the door vibrated slightly.

"Turn your life! Knock, you have the ability to break into the door!" Lian Zhao became brave and his voice burst out, and he activated his sarcasm skills outside the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The knock on the door seemed to be stimulated by Lian Zhao, just like three middle-aged men took turns hitting the door with their shoulders in front of the door.

There was a problem in the house at this time and it began to sizzle, just like the horror in the ghost movie, it began to be bright and dark, and it was bright and destroyed.

"You're cheating on your father! You can't be so unlucky! It really affects the ability of the light bulb!" Lian Zhao was so nervous that he grabbed the stick in his hand tightly.

I don’t know if it was because of excessive tension, Lian Zhao’s heart was pounding, several times stronger than the little deer’s bump. The seeds of internal force planted by his master began to spread silently without Lian Zhao’s knowledge. The meridians and blood of the entire body began to fill the internal force, and the movement route was almost covered in all aspects, and an invisible momentum began to rise all over his body.

However, the white cat sitting on the refrigerator showed a meaningful smile at this moment. In a moment, it returned to its original serious expression and lay back on the big bed of its refrigerator.

"Bang!" After a muffled sound, the door was knocked open, and the light above the head was turned off at this moment and did not light up again. A deep breath outside the door surged in. The first person was Lian Zhao's face, and he felt like he was thrown into the cold wind and snow, and his whole body was cold.

At this time, Lian Zhao could not see anything in his eyes, leaving only a pair of hands holding the stick tightly. He felt like his body was in a fierce confrontation with the cold wind and snow outside. A hot breath surged out into his chest and shouted: "Slay!"

"Huh!" At the same time, the sound of breaking the wind sounded.

"Bang!" It seemed like a dull sound that hit some hard thing.

"Ah!" A shrill scream spread throughout the room, and the sound spread a lot.

Lian Zhao was happy when he heard the scream, and his eyes were covered with blood because he was in pain!

A huge recoil force was uploaded from the stick, and a severe pain from the tiger's mouth and arms came, leaving only a look of enduring pain on Lian Zhao's face.

Zhang Wei fainted from happiness and rolled from the sofa to the ground, and the quilt was pulled aside.
Chapter completed!