At that moment, I recognized him. He was that rich second-generation kid from the luxury car.
Back then, he'd been shouting that his father was someone named "Li Zhang."
But after being dragged out of the car, he'd been beaten senseless by the surrounding crowd, beaten so badly he couldn't even stand.
"Well, well! It's you, you spoiled brat.
"Never expected it, did you? Evil begets evil.
"And it caught up with you so quickly."
I spoke with a smile, not feeling the slightest fear despite his horrifying appearance.
The spoiled brat stood five meters in front of me. Half his face was covered in blood and gore, and it even looked like there was brain matter on it.
Though he had only one eye left.
I noticed that eye was already beginning to turn black.
There were quite a few dark spots in the white of his eye.
That was a sign of becoming an evil ghost. It seemed this spoiled brat's resentment after death was no small matter...
Hearing me say that, the spoiled brat became even angrier:
"It was all you! If you hadn't dragged me out of the car back then,
"I'd already be living it up overseas.
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten slapped with a lawsuit.
"If I hadn't gotten charged, I wouldn't have gotten into a car accident while out on bail and been run over to death.
"I hate you. I hate you to death.
"My life was supposed to be rich and glorious.
"But because of you, you ruined it..."
The spoiled brat spoke in a low, hoarse voice. Black energy seeped from his entire body, and the cold kept intensifying.
His hatred for me was obvious.
The few ordinary ghosts that had retreated to the side were