C118 Give Me Back My Head
C118 Give Me Back My Head
Chiang Kang was stunned.
"You are. . . " Chiang Kang looked at the goddess beside him suspiciously.
The person under the black robe smiled and continued, "It is just a little mental illusion. I said it is just a little punishment. There is no need to kill ordinary people. "
"Alright, it seems like you really do have a heart of pity. "
Chiang Kang nodded and placed the head on the table. After resting for a while, he laid down on the bed and slept.
"I will remind you when they come. "
"Yes. "
Chiang Kang did not care about that much. A group of small thieves did not need to give him a headache. He put away the gun and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, the goddess' voice sounded.
"Get ready. They are coming. "
Chiang Kang turned around and stood up. A mischievous smile appeared on his face.
He tidied up his clothes, then pulled his head back into the clothes around his neck, leaving a dark yellow light. Then, he stuck it to the window.
There was a black curtain over there, and a short stool was pulled over. When a person stood on it, they would not be able to see their feet at all.
The blanket on the bed was folded into a hollow space. If one did not look carefully, one would think that there was a person sleeping inside, but it was actually empty.
This blanket was Chiang Kang's profession. In the past, when he was in school, he especially disliked those people spending Christmas. Every time he broke the light stick, he would sprinkle it everywhere.
Moreover, once it was noisy, it would be late at night. Hiding would disturb him sleeping under the blanket.
Once again, he placed the blanket on the floor of his brother, then lied down on it himself. After that, he hung a white T-shirt on the closet opposite the door.
Another basketball fell from the t-shirt. He turned off the light, turned off the switch, and covered his head with a blanket.
His roommates only came back at almost 12 o'clock. The night was already scary, but the dim moonlight outside could not save the light that had lost the switch.
Everyone pushed open the door and faced the white basketball ghost that Chiang Kang had set up. They were so scared that they did not dare to make a sound. Some of them even took out their flashlights and shot them.
When they saw it, they immediately got excited.
At this moment, a hand with good intentions reached out from the mat under their feet.
His roommates instantly went crazy, and one by one, they rushed out while crying.
In the chaos, Chiang Kang's hand was broken.
After so many years, he had once again caused trouble, but Chiang Kang could not bear to hear about the Earth.
"I don't know if I can go back while I'm still alive. "
He felt a little melancholy in his heart. He began to suppress the bitterness in his heart.
That was his hometown and his family.
Just as the sour feeling welled up in his heart, he heard a sneaky sound from outside the door.
Then, an extremely tiny tube extended through the crack in the door, and white smoke filled the air.
"Damn, it's so vintage. "
Chiang Kang muttered in his heart. He circulated his true essence and isolated himself from breathing.
"There's no need for that. The level of this poisonous smoke is very low. At most, it can threaten people at the peak of the Bu Xuan realm. " The goddess prompted.
" Be careful, there's no big mistake, in case you fail miserably "
While Chiang Kang answered, the few people at the door had already started fighting.
There were a total of five people. Two of them were guarding the door. The other three pushed open the door and came in.
They moved agilely and slowly in the room. They were afraid that they would wake the sleeping Chiang Kang up.
However, he did not know that through the gaps of his clothes, Chiang Kang was staring at the three of them as he touched his own room.
"Boss, tell me. . . "
"Don't talk!"
The three of them were dressed in night clothes, even their mouths and noses were wrapped up, only their eyes were exposed in the air.
The people behind seemed to lack experience, and as soon as they entered, they couldn't help but ask. The leader immediately turned around and lightly shouted at him.
"Oh. "
"I told you not to make a sound. Oh my god! "
Chiang Kang held back his laughter.
"You guys check the house. Most people hide their money in the closet. I'll go to the bed and flip it over. "
In the dim light, the boss turned the pearl around and said.
When the two of them heard that, they immediately nodded.
"This person is really not a good person. Who would hide the money in the closet? It's obvious that he wants to take it all for himself. " Chiang Kang thought in his heart.
The boss saw that his two stupid subordinates really heard him. He took out a dagger from his clothes. It was cold and flashing with killing intent.
It was Chiang Kang's.
"Kid, it would be fine if you had taken the medicine. If you don't have it, I will let you rest in eternal sleep!"
Chiang Kang's eyes lit up. This person could be considered a cultivator, but his level was too low. He was only at the early stages of the Black Step, level 2 of the system.
On tiptoes, the boss held his dagger and touched the bedside of the wooden bed. The other two were rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, searching for something.
Suddenly, a guy stepped on a copper basin and made a clank.
Boss shook his hand, and a dagger fell from between his thumb and index finger.
He panicked and stretched out his hands to randomly catch it. However, his arm was cut by the dagger and he immediately gasped in pain. His feet quickly jumped on the ground.
"F * ck you, you son of a b * tch! Can't you be more careful!?"
He turned around and cursed. Boss took a deep breath of his wound and pressed it against Chiang Kang's bed. He reached his hand into the bed and touched it.
"There's no reaction from such a big movement. He must have passed out. It's better not to disturb him. "
Boss muttered to himself. His hands kept searching the bed, but it was empty.
"F * ck! This damn kid, he can't be sleeping in clothes, right?"
Boss cursed, then angrily lifted the blanket.
"How could this be!?"
The empty space in front of him instantly dumbfounded him.
"Ah! Boss, look, look! "
At this moment, the other two people suddenly turned around and saw a human head on the swaying candle table. It was staring at the two of them with its eyes wide open. There was blood flowing on the table.
"What!?"
When the boss saw Chiang Kang's head, his eyes immediately widened, and the muscles on his face twitched. He immediately cursed, "What are you afraid of? How can we be afraid of dead people? It seems like we were beaten by someone before us. This kid has already been killed by someone, and even his corpse has been moved away. This is really strange. "
Chiang Kang laughed sinisterly in the dark.
Then, he clenched his fist, and a cold aura quietly rose from the ground.
Although his ice magic was not as good as Wang Zhaojun's, he had learned it before. It was very easy to change the temperature of a room.
One of them shivered and asked, "Boss, You. . . Do you have an absolute. . . The temperature in this room suddenly dropped? "
"Fart. . . Fart your mother's fart!"
Boss also rubbed his teeth and raised his hand to exhale. Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead due to the cold.
His heart palpitated as he looked at the heads on the table. He muttered in his heart.
"Damn it, today really is strange. "
He waved his hand and said, "Go. . . Go, leave this place. "
"Okay, okay, okay!
The other two men were scared out of their wits. Upon hearing this, they immediately turned around and walked out of the door.
"Give me back my head!"
Just as he turned around, an unfamiliar voice suddenly rang out in the cold room, as if it was emitting a chill.
A gust of cold wind came from nowhere and extinguished the lamp on the table.
Boss turned his head around while trembling, and even his urine was thrown out.