That half-destroyed face, dripping with fresh blood and brimming with resentment, was even more terrifying than before.
It looked even more horrifying than before!
A piercing scream came from its mouth, and its hollow eyes were filled with venom.
It seemed as though Huzi was the enemy who had murdered it, and it wished to tear him to pieces.
"Holy crap!"
Huzi stepped back, fumbling to pull out a ghost-repelling talisman.
To avoid arousing suspicion, he hadn't brought his ghost-head saber.
Relying solely on fists, one cannot defeat evil spirits.
"We saved you, don't repay kindness with enmity!" he shouted at the face skin.
But the face skin no longer recognized him and came charging with a howl.
"I'm out of here!"
He threw the ghost-repelling character forcefully at the face skin and turned to run.
However.
As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, he felt something was wrong.
Why was the doorknob so soft and squishy, like a freshly steamed mantou?
He looked down and was instantly shocked.
His hand was actually resting on a pair of snow-white cleavage. When he looked up, he saw an indescribably beautiful face.
"Brother, since you're here, don't be in a rush to leave."
That beautiful face smiled charmingly, and with her rosy cherry lips, she gently blew a breath at him.
Whoosh—
The fragrance filled his nostrils.
Hu Zi suddenly felt his head swirling, and his body floating as if he were walking on clouds.
"Brother, come and play!"
"Brother, come on, come on."
Soft, pink little hands touched Hu Zi's tall body.
He felt all tingly and was surrounded by a group of beautiful women, embraced from both sides, feeling overwhelmingly happy.
It was better than being a god.
"Brother, where is your boss?"
"Brother, tell me quickly!"
Without women surrounding Huzi, a pair of alluring eyes blinked and twinkled.
Huzi couldn't help but start talking: "My boss, my boss is really amazing..."
"Mm-hmm, so where is he?"
"That person, he looks friendly on the surface, but he's actually very petty. Whoever offends him will be in for bad luck..."
"I'm asking you, where is he?"
"He, well, he..."
Huzi was disoriented, then suddenly saw a familiar face.
"Hey, isn't he right here!"
"Here?!"
Immediately after, strands of black hair, like the ghastly hands of ghosts, climbed over the bodies of the beauties and tore them apart with a sudden jerk.
The beauties all turned into fragments, fluttering down in a flurry.
Huzi felt a sense of dizziness, as if the world was spinning, and his head ached piercingly. When he finally came to, the beauties around him had all disappeared.
In their place was the face of his boss, exuding a sense of security.
"Boss! How did you get here so quickly?"
Huzi felt somewhat disappointed.
So many beauties, gone in an instant. What a shame.
"If I didn't come, would you be waiting to be drained dry?"
Lu Fei gave him a glare and then looked at Mr. Lei sitting in the swivel chair.
"Mr. Lei, how does it feel to be plagued by a ghost in mourning attire?"
He thought someone had been plotting against him, but it turned out to be the accomplice behind the second-hand Mercedes.
He had ruined their plan to use a beautiful ghost to absorb good fortune, and they were surely unwilling to accept it, so they came to take revenge on him!
Mr. Lei's expression instantly darkened.
"Are you Boss Lu?"
"That's right! I heard you were looking for me, so here I am!" Lu Fei smiled faintly, "What, one ghost in mourning wasn't enough? Do you want more?"
"Hmph! You have some skills!"
Mr. Lei's eyes were cold, and he curled his lips with a sneer.
"But once you're in my territory, don't think about leaving alive!"
He spun the razor in his hand, sending it flying towards three burly men in the corner. The sharp blade sliced across their faces, peeling off a bloody layer of skin.
"Wow! What kind of technique is this?" Hu Zi exclaimed in shock.
In the next moment.
The three face skins flew up, like three fierce and evil ghosts, biting towards Lu Fei and Hu Zi.
Although the face skins clearly had no teeth, Hu Zi felt an eerie illusion.
It seemed that if those face skins took a bite, it would tear flesh from bone.
"Hu Zi, catch the knife!"
Lu Fei threw the ghost-head saber to Hu Zi.
Hu Zi's spirits were greatly lifted. He caught it with both hands, and once he held the heavy and imposing saber, he felt more confident.
"Kill!"
He was like a brave warrior on the battlefield, raising the large saber and charging forward bravely to confront the three bizarre face skins.
The eerie face skin fluttered up and down, extremely vicious.
One caught Hu Zi's attention.
One stuck to Hu Zi's face, while the other bit towards his legs.
"Holy crap! You freak!"
Hu Zi was flustered and barely coping.
Lu Fei, however, was quite at ease. He lightly tossed the black umbrella into the air and turned to close the door again.
Strands of black hair flew out from the black umbrella, coiling around a piece of face skin as easily as if they were live snakes.
Then, with a gentle cut.
The face skin shattered into pieces, falling to the ground as a pile of dead skin.
Only then did one of the three people on the ground let out a series of miserable screams. His face, now a bloody mess, had only red, raw flesh left.
And the other two were still lying there, dazed.
The remaining two faces, panic-stricken, hid from the black hair.
"What kind of bizarre magical instrument is that?"
Mr. Lei's pupils constricted; he hadn't expected his face-wiping technique to be so ineffective against the opponent.
But it didn't matter, playing with such a person was much more interesting.
He peeled off Mr. Lu's face.
His magical instrument was now his own!
He gave an evil smile, and in a flash, he disappeared like a ghost.
In the next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Huzi.
Huzi was utterly terrified and hastily swung his knife, but the blade only cut through a shadow.
Mr. Lei merely feigned a move, and in silence, he had already reached behind Lu Fei.
Lu Fei stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly oblivious to everything.
A cold gleam appeared in Mr. Lei's hand, and the sharp razor slowly moved toward Lu Fei's cheek.
Suddenly, Lu Fei raised his hand.
An ancient bronze mirror blocked his face.
The razor scraped across the brass-colored surface of the mirror.
The mirror's surface seemed blurred but had a strangely compelling allure; Mr. Lei, compelled by an unseen force, took a glance, and half of his face was reflected in the mirror.
Then, a strange scene unfolded.
Mr. Lei's face began to distort, his features seeming to shift out of place, and his body also underwent bizarre changes.
Frightened, he stumbled back step by step.
Her hair grew longer, her waist became slimmer, and her chest swelled.
The final appearance left Hu Zi stunned.
It turned out it wasn't Mr. Lei, but Ms. Lei!
No wonder her hands were so soft.
"Is this your true appearance?" Lu Fei was also secretly shocked.
In fact, he originally intended to use the Mirror of Reincarnation to intimidate her, but unexpectedly, it revealed her true appearance.
Meanwhile.
The black umbrella had already dealt with the remaining two face skins and was now hovering behind Lu Fei.
Ms. Lei was cornered.
For a moment, it was hard to tell who was the real villain in this scene.
"You have quite a treasure! Who are you, exactly?" Ms. Lei's face was dark.
Her skin was delicate, her face beautiful, and her figure well-proportioned, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
Huzi suddenly became proud.
"My boss is none other than the famous..."