Jiang Chen arrived on the first basement level.
Bang, bang, bang. He knocked on a door. As expected, it opened, and a little girl whose eyes had been gouged out, leaving two pitch-black, bloody holes in her face, was flung out.
She slowly raised her head, about to put on a chilling expression, but her face abruptly froze when she saw the man before her.
"Holy crap! Why is it you again?!"
Ghost Qi +999!
The mere sight of Jiang Chen brought back some very unpleasant memories for her.
"Hey, little girl. Morning."
"Uncle brought you something nice today!" Jiang Chen bent down, but his gentle smile made the little girl shudder.
She crawled backward on all fours, putting some distance between them as she stared warily at him.
She did not believe this man who had beaten her backside raw could possibly be so kind.
As it turned out, she was right.
Because at that moment, Jiang Chen slowly pulled the Yin God Hammer from behind his back, looking as though he were unveiling a surprise. "Look! A massage hammer!"
The little girl's eyes went round.
Massage hammer, my ass!
That thing's bigger than my head!
Ghost Qi +999!
"When you've just gotten up in the morning, your meridians are sluggish and your blood isn't circulating properly. It's easy to get dizzy and have blurred vision. Come on, let Uncle give you a massage, and you'll be wide awake in an instant."
He spoke with great enthusiasm, dragging the hammer forward one step at a time.
Clearly, he was very sincere. This was no empty courtesy; he genuinely meant it and acted on his words.
Under normal circumstances, such an excellent quality would inspire admiration.
But all the little girl felt at that moment was