Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97 May You Go Forward Bravely

The crying of the coward was unexpected.

His black energy suddenly doubled, and he was immersed in his own sorrow!

The black air broke through the spell that Mitch just cast, and Susan suddenly woke up and looked up.

From the big mirror on the wall of the private room, I saw a boy in school uniform lying on my head!

He spit blood out of his mouth, and cried so sadly that two tears of blood flowed from the bottom of his eyes.

“Oh my god!” Susan screamed, and instantly fell off the chair. The cup on the table fell and broke into glass shards.

She pressed one hand on the broken glass, and blood flowed from her palm in an instant!

Things get out of hand all of a sudden!

Susan’s blood stained the coward, and the coward cried and laughed, clinging tightly to Susan’s body, and began to gnaw her head.

Susan looked in the mirror in horror. The boy in school uniform was crying and laughing strangely, biting her face with one mouth.

“Oh my god, my god!” Susan used both hands and feet, desperately pawing at her face, trying to tear off the evil ghost on her head.

But how could she touch the evil ghost? He just kept scratching his face and tearing off his hair.

Mitch squeezed his hands quickly, lifted Susie and threw it over there.

Susie flew out, and from Martin’s point of view, she just jumped up and landed on Susan’s head.

Mitch directed at the side: “First find a way to separate him from Susan!”

Susie: “Separate. Separate!”

She hugged the coward’s arm and pulled it back with all her strength, like pulling a carrot.

Susie pulled out one hand of the coward with a strong force.

Susan was so startled that she almost fainted.

Susie: “Auntie, don’t worry!”

After speaking, he grabbed the cowardly man’s hair and pulled it back desperately. The coward’s head was torn off. But the coward’s body was still like a leech, lying tightly on Susan’s body.

Susan rolled her eyes and simply passed out.

Susie thought she didn’t mean it, really didn’t mean it.

Susie gritted her teeth and suddenly remembered the spell Mitch had taught her.

She muttered quickly, grabbed the coward’s back again, and finally pulled him off Susan this time!

There was a hint of approval in Mitch’s eyes, and he quietly withdrew his spell.

The coward was still crying maniacally, Susie comforted him while putting his head and arms back on.

“Brother, calm down.” Susie said, “Hurry up, take a deep breath, calm down!”

“Be good! Don’t cry, Susie will give you sweets!”

Mitch looked at Susie, who was coaxing a ghost like a child, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Can this work?

How ghosts breathe deeply, how ghosts eat candy!

It seems that he still has to play the role. Susie can do this independently, which is already pretty good!

Mitch was about to make a move, but saw the coward ‘hiccup’, and Susie patted him on the back, as if with some kind of magical power, it really calmed him down gradually!

Susie took out two candies from her backpack that she had secretly hidden.

Peeling off the candy wrapper, he gave one to the cowardly man, and took the opportunity to stuff one into his mouth as well.

A ghost and a Susie just sat on the ground, eating sweets quietly.

I only heard Susie ask: “Go on, what happened next?”

The cowardly ghost said silently: “Later. After I died, my parents moved away. Those who hit people, because there were no witnesses and surveillance, I never said it. My parents ran away for half a year, and the matter was over. Of.”

But this incident is also well known.

After his parents moved out, the unit they used to live in turned into a haunted house.

Later he was trapped in that room and couldn’t break free no matter what.

Mitch nodded and said to himself: “Yes, one of the conditions for the formation of evil ghosts is to be trapped in the place of death and repeat

the death process.”

The coward was trapped in that room, constantly experiencing the despair before dying.

Day and night, I repeatedly looked at the crack in the door, and repeatedly watched my parents quarrel.

He called desperately, but no one heard his faint cry for help.

Watching his hopes turn into despair, suffering to death in this pain, regret and hatred kept torturing him, and finally he turned into an evil ghost.

Susie looked at the coward sympathetically, feeling sorry for him.

“Then