"Mr. Jiang..."
Yan Mo and the others followed beside Jiang Qiao, safe for the time being. But with more and more evil creatures appearing all around them, Jiang Zhen and the others were in a sorry state.
They felt deeply uneasy as well.
"What's the rush?"
Jiang Qiao smiled, patted at the nonexistent dust on his clothes, and said leisurely, "You have to be particular about how you do things. First, take a look at the situation so you don't hit the wrong person."
"If you just flail around like these idiots, wouldn't that be a waste of time?"
"Hit the wrong person?" Yan Mo was stunned. "What do you mean?"
"You're too weak."
"There are many things you don't understand."
Jiang Qiao ignored him and suddenly turned around, looking toward a three-story wooden building behind them.
Atop the wooden building.
At some point, a drenched woman had appeared there.
Her skin was a deathly gray, without the slightest luster. A pair of lifeless eyes stared straight at them.
When she saw Jiang Qiao look over, she grinned. Her teeth were sparse and black as charred wood.
"You finally came out. Hehe."
"Fuck your mother."
Jiang Qiao nodded. Although he was cursing, his voice was very gentle, as if he were greeting an acquaintance.
Then he raised his right hand.
He suddenly clenched his fist and punched the female ghost viciously.
Boom—
Thunder exploded!
A blinding bolt of black lightning burst from his fist, tearing through the void and striking the roof of the building head-on.
In an instant.
A bowl-sized hole was punched through the female ghost's chest. Its edges were charred black and smoking.
"Still laughing?" Jiang Qiao asked.
The female ghost lowered her head and looked at her chest, then raised her head and looked at Jiang