As long as you have the courage, fierce ghosts go on maternity leave. Chapter 125: I died from Parkinson’s disease

"Dr. Charles, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and rush!"

JUWEL was full of excitent, he grabbed Alexander and said, "If you can get a good ranking here, you can get buying privileges... A motorcycle worth two thousand ghost coins would sell for at least seven thousand outside!

Do you know why I’m so rich? Last ti, I accidentally got a spot here, so I spent all my money and bought fifteen motorcycles!"

"Your money, it’s earned by reselling these motorcycles?" Alexander was surprised, and asked incredulously, "Isn’t it earned by writing novels?"

JUWEL rolled his eyes, "Writing novels is a long-term project, it takes a lot of ti to accumulate before you can earn money! The reason I work so hard every day is to interact with those readers who like , I feel like they treat as a friend."

Alexander touched his nose. To be honest, he admired those who write for love.

"Tell , which motorcycle have you taken a liking to? I’m not hiding anything from you, I was not only an author in my previous life but also a motorcycle enthusiast. I wouldn’t have been able to squeeze into the top ten last ti without a deep understanding of motorcycles." JUWEL asked again when Alexander didn’t speak.

"? Of course, the best one!" Alexander did not hesitate and kept his eyes on the topmost gigantic motorcycle.

"You’re crazy!" JUWEL’s face changed, and he quickly said, "This place is different from our Happy Street. The motorcycles on the mountain are all possessed by evil spirits, just like the washing machine we just encountered.

The motorcycles at the bottom of the mountain are the evil spirits who died here before. Their spirits were forcibly wiped out by the master here and integrated into the motorcycle. Although these motorcycles also need to be tad, the difficulty is much less.

But from halfway up the mountain, those are the real motorcycle enthusiasts, who beca one with the motorcycle after death. Such motorcycles are powerful, but extrely difficult to ta.

The one on the top of the mountain, it is said to be the ghost lord here. It itself has the realm of a ghost general, and it is rare to beco a ghost with the talent of thunder. Even general ghosts dare not provoke it easily!

Dr. Charles, take my advice! Don’t be impulsive! If you die elsewhere, you just die. But here, you will be wiped out and beco part of the ghost motorcycle."

"Don’t worry, I’ll just go and have a look!" The motorcycle on top of the mountain is the ghost lord of this instance? Then I have to try it!

Alexander’s eyes were shining, he didn’t care about JUWEL, without a second word, he rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Just as Alexander was rushing towards the back mountain, the voice of the man in black suddenly rang out, "Ladies and gentlen, I forgot to ntion sothing just now! On this small mountain, there are a large number of supplies scattered around, including parts that motorcycles can devour, and evil spirits that can be used as fuel. Of course, this is not strange for regular custors, but this ti, I have prepared an extra surprise for you!"

He paused slightly, then increased his tone, "Among you, there are five little desserts hiding, all good human chosen ones! Pay attention to your surroundings, don’t miss these delicious little desserts!"

As soon as these words ca out, the whole atmosphere in the instance changed. Countless evil spirits began to look around, their gaze swept over every participant.

"It’s you, worm! I knew you were acting strange, as an evil spirit, you’re so scared that your hands are trembling and you’re incoherent, you must be a flesh worm in disguise! Die!"

About ten ters away from Alexander, a huge evil spirit more than two ters tall, wielding a two-ter-long huge machete, and covered in ghostly aura, charged at another guy who was shaking his hands non-stop.

"I... I..."

The one he targeted seed terrified, shaking all over, and his hands were trembling violently. He opened his mouth stamringly and couldn’t speak for a long ti.

The next mont, his head flew up, and ghost blood splattered everywhere.

"Huh? Not a human?"

The huge ghost paused for a mont, curiously grabbing the flying head in front of him.

"I...I...damn...I died from Parkinson’s disease!"

Only then did the ghost’s head utter his last sentence, completely losing its life.

"Damn!" The huge ghost spit, picked up the ghost corpse on the ground, took a few steps forward, and sent this unfortunate ghost to the side of the motorcycle’s fuel tank.

Crack...

Suddenly, a harsh tallic friction sound ca, and the fuel tank turned into a large tal mouth full of sharp teeth, like a at grinder, swallowing the ghost corpse.

The huge ghost rubbed his hands, excitedly approaching the motorcycle.

Boom!

With a loud roar, the motorcycle started abruptly and hit the huge ghost directly, knocking the fierce ghost level huge ghost flying out.

So, this is how the ghost motorcycle refuels!

Except for this unfortunate ghost, there were no more fights around.

After all, the chosen ones who could co here were not simple, and they were not so easy to find.

Alexander retracted his gaze, but found that the evil ghosts around him were staring at him.

Especially that washing machine ghost, his head protruded from the round cover in front of the washing machine, and his eyes blinked at Alexander.

"How about it, do you think I’m the chosen one? If you think so, just do it!"

Alexander was sowhat expectant. The strength of these ghosts around him was not weak, and the worst seed to be close to the level of fierce ghosts.

That washing machine ghost, the fluctuation of the ghost aura on his body is not much different from his own.

A ghost didn’t dare to do it, now there are four or five ghosts around, they should dare to do it!

Alexander actually wanted to take the initiative, after all, once these evil ghosts were killed, he could also benefit a lot from it.

But there are too many evil ghosts here, and if you take action rashly, it will definitely attract the attention of other evil ghosts! Once the identity of the chosen one is discovered, he will definitely face a very difficult situation.

But if the other party makes the first move, it’s different. Alexander is in self-defense, and his display of strong strength will only make other evil ghosts fearful, and will not be suspected by other evil ghosts.

Unfortunately, after he finished speaking, several ghosts simultaneously rolled their eyes and turned their heads.

The washing machine ghost looked fierce, but he also turned around.

Alexander could even hear his murmuring:

"Tsk, a chosen one, do they think we’re idiots! Would the chosen one have so many ghost items? Would the chosen one be recognized by that lucky guy JUWEL? Sly, this guy is clearly trying to impersonate a chosen one, inducing others to take action! This is too sneaky!"

Alexander’s face was full of black lines, he was telling the truth! Why doesn’t anyone believe him?

Helpless, he could only continue to walk up.

Alexander’s goal is clear, it’s the king of the motorcycles on the huge semi-circular building on the top of the mountain that others deliberately avoid.

So he didn’t do like the others, looking for a suitable motorcycle while searching for scattered supplies.

However, sotis, unexpected gains often co inadvertently. Just as Alexander reached the middle of the mountain, a giant treasure chest half a person high appeared in front of him.

As he reached out to touch it, the chest opened, revealing a several ters long, serrated motorcycle chain inside.

Serrated Chain

Rank: Ferocious