"Lin Luo, stay out of this, or I'll skin you alive and swallow you whole!"
Zhang Zhihao scrambled to his feet in a sorry state and snarled venomously at Lin Luo.
But Lin Luo's expression did not change at his yelling. He said calmly, "You don't have what it takes. If this is what you've become as a human, you'd be better off dead."
Those words struck Zhang Zhihao where it hurt.
The next second, Zhang Zhihao went berserk and lunged at Lin Luo.
But before he could touch Lin Luo, he was blasted away again.
The ones who struck were the two Chef Ghosts who were on close terms with Lin Luo.
"Cause trouble in the Cafeteria, and I'll skin you alive!"
Fat Chef Ghost held a bloodstained butcher's knife, his face covered in flab-a sight enough to send chills down anyone's spine.
Thin Chef Ghost had a grayish-white complexion and looked frail, but his actual strength was terrifying. He even firmly outclassed Fat Chef Ghost!
An ordinary player would probably have gone deathly pale at Fat Chef Ghost's threat.
But Zhang Zhihao, now a half-ghost, had already lost his reason.
He was not afraid of the two Chef Ghosts at all.
"Move aside! This is a personal grudge between him and me. I'm a talent the deputy director values, not someone you can afford to offend!"
Zhang Zhihao's attitude was outrageously arrogant.
Even Lin Luo was left speechless.
Although he had not had much contact with Deputy Director Ghost.
He understood that the utterly hypocritical Deputy Director Ghost was merely toying with people's hearts.
Once Zhang Zhihao lost his value, he would be worth less than dirt!
"Fatty, chop him into pieces and hang them on the wall by the Cafeteria entrance!"
Thin Chef Ghost was far more