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Solo card.

When hearing these three words, the needle mang ghost's expression changed instantly.

Originally a fairly simple and honest face, with a smug smile,

The moment he heard the Solo card, he immediately became chill and alert.

The killing intent burst out almost instantly.

As if there was a button in his mind,

Just trigger that button,

A dark side he hides will immediately occupy this body,

from an ordinary human being,

Become a demon with an aggressive mood.

and this,

Exactly what Qiu Xiaoye wanted.

When the needle-mansled ghost showed killing intent towards him,

Qiu Xiaoye would not feel any guilt if he killed him.

On Qiu Xiaoye's face under the mask, a smile of success gradually appeared.

"Yes, I have a Solo card, so I know, you are a ghost."

The needle-mansled ghost began to laugh evilly: "Unfortunately, I am a ghost, so your Solo card belongs to me!"

Spikes began to emerge from the body of the needle-mansled ghost,

It was very sharp, poking holes in his clothes one after another,

Even his face was densely packed with spikes.

He started to walk step by step, slowly approaching Qiu Xiaoye, the smile on his face became more and more arrogant.

At this moment, Qiu Xiaoye raised his hand and took out a pistol,

It's just a shot at the needle-mansled ghost.

"call out!"

There was a screech of bullets.

But the needle glow ghost didn't dodge at all, and heard a "clang",

The bullet didn't hit the needle mang ghost's head unexpectedly,

Instead, it was blocked by the spikes on his forehead!

"Hehe, with this level of bullet, do you want to hurt me?" Needle Glow Ghost said triumphantly.

"Shhhhhhh"

Another burst of gunfire, but without exception,

No matter where you hit the needle-mansled ghost, you will be blocked by the spikes on his body.

Now the needle-mansled ghost has thorns all over its body, like a cocklebur,

Like wearing a needle armor,

There is only a gap of less than five millimeters between the spikes, and the bullets cannot penetrate at all.

"I said, your efforts are in vain!" The needle-mansled ghost smiled contemptuously: "This kind of bullet can't do any harm to me."

"Really?" Qiu Xiaoye raised his gun again as if he didn't believe it, "If you have the ability, don't dodge this shot."

"When will I hide, come on! Let me show you the true power of ghosts, otherwise you humans will never know your own insignificance!" The needle-mansled ghost became even more arrogant.

"Okay! Then take the move!" Qiu Xiaoye pulled the trigger again.

"咻"

A bullet flew out!

Clang!

Not surprisingly, it was blocked by the spikes on the needle-mansled ghost's face.

The needle glow ghost's eyes were already extremely mocking: "Hehe, it's up to you, too—"

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit,

The needle-mansled ghost found himself unable to speak anymore!

His throat seemed to be split open by a knife!

what happened!

He panicked all of a sudden, he didn't understand what happened at all, he just felt that his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was about to suffocate.

Under the great pain, the needle-mansled ghost slowly lowered his head,

Suddenly, I found that there was actually a poker card stuck in my throat!

The playing card flew in through the gap in his spikes, and cut off his throat.

This is impossible!

The needle-mansled ghost wanted to yell that it was impossible, but he no longer had any chance,

I could only fall down in a daze,

When his consciousness was blurred, he heard Qiu Xiaoye's last words in a trance.

"My Solo card is, dealer."

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The needle-mansled ghost fell.

"You're a ghost in your thirties, where did you get your self-confidence?"

Qiu Xiaoye slowly walked to the side of the needle-mansled ghost,

Skillfully took out a bottle of gasoline from his arms, and slowly poured it on the needle-mansled ghost.

Then he took out another match,

It ignited with a "crack".

at this time,

"Boom boom boom"

Footsteps sounded around the corner, and soon a boy appeared,

He shouted: "Dad, Dad, the remote control plane that was agreed, take it out quickly."

The boy is three or four years younger than Qiu Xiaoye, and he is probably in the second grade of junior high school.

His small face is only the size of a palm, fair and delicate,

With a sunny smile on his handsome face, full of joy and anticipation,

But he just turned the corner,

The words stopped abruptly, and the smile on his face froze in an instant.

Instead, there was helpless astonishment in his eyes.

In front of him, the father who had returned from afar fell to the ground,

A man in a black robe and a white mask stands aside,

It was the perverted murderer on the news.

In his hand, he was holding a match, and what was burning on the match was the flame of sin.

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Qiu Xiaoye was also stunned.

He didn't expect this boy to appear suddenly.

Subconsciously looked at the top of the boy's head.

He is not a ghost.

But the needle-mansled ghost that fell on the ground was the boy's father.

Both of them were silent, neither of them knew what to do.

At this time, the finger of the needle glow ghost on the ground suddenly moved slightly,

As if a vegetative person who had been paralyzed for more than ten years suddenly regained control of his body,

Started trying to stand up again.

Qiu Xiaoye knew that this was the ghost's self-healing ability in progress,

The higher the level of the ghost, the stronger the self-healing ability.

If this continues, he will soon stand up again.

Qiu Xiaoye had no choice.

He could only loosen his fingers lightly.

In the presence of a son,

A burning match fell on his father,

"Boom",

The flame instantly ignited the gasoline, and immediately spread all over the needle-mansled ghost's body,

under fire,

For some reason, Qiu Xiaoye's white mask looked extremely evil and ferocious.

And that boy just stood there blankly.

Seeing his father with his own eyes, being swallowed by the flames bit by bit.

he didn't cry,

No fuss,

Not to mention crashing,

A young face was motionless, without any expression.

Qiu Xiaoye was shocked.

at this time,

The boy spoke up,

The voice is immature, but the tone is extremely firm.

"May I have your name?"

"Me?" Qiu Xiaoye was taken aback: "Why are you asking my name?"

The young man said coldly, "Because one day in the future, I will kill you for revenge."

The boy's eyes pierced like two sharp swords,

Qiu Xiaoye's heart trembled uncontrollably.

This young man's heart is so firm,

That tenacious belief, even at this moment, really made Qiu Xiaoye feel that he would kill herself one day.

"I can tell you." Qiu Xiaoye said, "But you have to keep it a secret for me, and you can't tell anyone else."

"No." The young man was still indifferent, with a cold tone: "Your life is mine, and I will not give it to anyone else."

"My name is dealer." Qiu Xiaoye said.

When he became a member of the Ghost Slayer Team, the name Qiu Xiaoye seemed to be farther and farther away from him.

"My name is Song Man." The boy said, "A person who will kill you."

"Okay, I'll remember."

Qiu Xiaoye flicked his robe, turned and left.

As he walked, his hands under his robe couldn't help shaking slightly.

Between the fingers, there is a sharp poker card.

4 hearts.

If a person with a Solo card kills a human being, he will be killed by the power of the Solo card.

But as a card holder.

The dealer cards in his body have been out of the shuffling process, so even if he kills with the dealer cards, he will not be punished.

But he couldn't do it after all,

For such a boy.

At this time, he was very fortunate in his heart. Fortunately, the boy named Song Ju was not a ghost.

if not,

This card will fly out immediately,

And my heart will suffer great torment.

Fortunately, he is not a ghost.

Otherwise, tonight, I will kill a father and son with my own hands.