At the sight of the white ghost suddenly appearing, Zhang Jingzhe, who was startled, resisted the impulse to rush up and cut people. His first reaction was to hide the sickle behind his back.

After taking a few deep breaths and calming his mind, he saw that the white ghost was staring at himself with a chill in his eyes, and his heart thumped.

Having done bad things for so many years, he once met the test of life and death, and immediately thought that the one who comes is not good.

Pretending to be a Philistine, he asked tentatively, "do you want to buy tomatoes and lettuce?"

White ghost face expressionless shake his head, let Zhang Jingzhe easily understand, he is really being watched.

"The police?"

He asked the topic he didn't want to face. Seeing the white ghost shaking his head again, Zhang Jingzhe rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand.

If the police came, Zhang Jingzhe also thought that if he could escape, he would flee directly, and if he could not escape, he would surrender.

After all, South Korea has not been sentenced to death for more than ten years. It's better to live if you want to die. If you can escape from prison, you can still be free outside.

But now it's the enemy who comes to the house. That is to say, his whereabouts and what he has done are well known. The most important thing is that he has his parents and a son whom he has thrown to his parents since he was a child.

If you don't kill the man in front of you and other people behind you, if you run away and your enemy can't revenge, you may target his parents and son.

Therefore, Zhang Jingzhe pretended to be helpless, sighed, and said in a deliberately excited tone, "that's to revenge. Unfortunately, I don't know you and kill too many people. Otherwise, I can tell you how the woman you care about died.".

Sure enough, the white ghost's expression suddenly froze when he heard this. When his eyes dilated, Zhang Jingzhe suddenly raised his flashlight in his hand and looked into the white ghost's eyes.

then he flashed out his sickle and roared like a wild animal, and rushed to the white ghost.

Unfortunately, the result was completely unexpected. White ghost easily escaped the sickle and punched Zhang Jingzhe in his creaky nest. When Zhang Jingzhe was suffering from eating pain and leaning sideways, he swung his hand and hit Zhang Jingzhe in the throat.

Although he stopped his strength, Zhang Jingzhe let go of his flashlight and coughed fiercely.

Then the white ghost kicked five or six meters out of the sky and smashed more than a dozen bamboo scaffolds. At the same time, he cut a dozen blood marks on his face, chest and back.

The sharp pain was instantly transmitted to the brain nerve, but when he was hit on the neck, Zhang Jingzhe wanted to cry a few times, but it caused a more severe cough.

Zhang Jingzhe, in great pain, fear and rage, coughs violently. However, Yu Guang in the corner of his eyes sees the white ghost walking towards him step by step. Then he moves in his heart and coughs even harder.

But he wanted to sneak attack. Where could he escape from the white ghost who had been fighting for more than 20 years? As soon as the sickle came, he was kicked by the white ghost in Zhang Jingzhe's right hand waving the sickle.

After kicking the sickle, he smashed his fist on Zhang Jingzhe's cheek without any delay, then pulled out the belt around his waist and pumped out the fallen Zhang Jingzhe like crazy.

For a moment, the greenhouse was full of whips, and Zhang Jingzhe's cries of pain and begging for mercy.

It's a pity that the white ghost doesn't have the slightest compassion in his heart. After dozens of whips, Zhang Jingzhe's back, chest and arm epithelium split flesh,

he also grabs Zhang Jingzhe's hair and drags him on the mud. Fine pieces of soil and mud infiltrate into the wound. Zhang Jingzhe's life is not like death, and he keeps crying for mercy.

Dozens of seconds later, the white ghost saw Zhang Jingzhe fainting in pain, and then released his hair.

After a deep sigh of relief, I looked at the high school student who was hiding in the dark with messy clothes.

According to the previous rules, the white ghost might fly a flying knife to avoid exposing what he wants to do.

But looking at the shivering Bangzi girl, I have no reason to think of my niece who was tortured and killed by Zhang Jingzhe.

Take out an anesthetic needle from the waist bag to make sure Zhang Jingzhe is unconscious. White ghost grabs Zhang Jingzhe's hair again. No matter drag him into the earth pit he dug, white ghost says to girl Bangzi,

"I'm going to bury him, then play cat and mouse with this bastard, and kill him when he is desperate.

So, for the sake of being our public enemy, when you go home, the police say, "when you wake up, you find yourself lying on the edge of the ridge and don't know anything.".

"I, I", buried, can still play games?

Bangzi high school student shivered with fright, but after looking at Zhang Jingzhe in the pit for a few seconds, he nodded with firm eyes,

"thank you, thank you, I won't tell anyone that I've seen you.".

"Well," the white ghost nodded. For him, the stick girl only needs to stick to it for a few days and let the police of South Korea not interfere with his revenge plan.

As for the appearance painted by the South Korea police, the white ghost didn't care at all.

And he also did a good job, in case of being discovered by Korean agents.What's more, don't you have William around you, a boss with a strong reputation, reputation and identity all over the world.

Pick up a shovel, jump into the pit, grasp Zhang Jingzhe's hair, put his head on the side of the Kang, and then shovel up the soil to fill the pit.

In the middle of the filling, seeing signs of Zhang Jingzhe waking up again, he took out a syringe from his pocket and easily let Zhang Jingzhe go into a coma again.

Then the white ghost thought for a moment and decided to leave Zhang Jingzhe's hand outside the pit.

Ten minutes later, all of Zhang Jingzhe's head and wrists were buried in the earth.

Looking for a little water, Zhang Jingzhe splashed wake up, white ghost holding Zhang Jingzhe's finger smilingly, a fierce twist, twist off Zhang Jingzhe's index finger.

Ah, ah, ah.

The sharp pain instantly awakened Zhang Jingzhe, and also aroused his violent side,

"asshole, asshole". After scolding, he stared at the white ghost and said, "I will find you, find your family, and send them to hell.".

Click.

There was another cry of pain when the finger was broken.

Who is the white ghost? Is it someone Zhang Jingzhe, a murderer, who can frighten or threaten.

Finally, in Zhang Jingzhe's frightened eyes, he took out his shovel and patted it on the palm of his hand exposed in the pit,

"ah, ah".

This is Zhang Jingzhe's left hand. Don't think about it in a short time.

Taking advantage of Zhang Jingzhe's pain and scolding, the white ghost takes out an envelope and says fiercely, "this is the first step of the game. In the next days, you will taste what is worse than death and what is despair.".

With that, the white ghost reached into his pocket, took out an envelope containing about one thousand dollars and threw it on the earth pit.