Under Zhou Ze's fingernails, the female ghost's soul was damaged and even started to become transparent and unreal.
She was in pain, she was in pain, and she was pitiful. However, for Zhou Ze, he could try to get someone else to do his dirty work, but he could not let her leave this hospital, much less let her leave his sight and control.
Now, she did not treat it as a knife. She could only send her to where she needed to go.
The Gates of Hell opened.
Zhou Ze grabbed the female ghost's shoulder with one hand and tossed her inside. After being severely injured by his nails, the female ghost had no way of resisting.
Clapping his hands, Zhou Ze took out his identification book. It was 25%.
This female ghost's profit was quite high. It was not because Zhou Ze had pushed the boat along the way, but because this female ghost was a monster that had been born from the resentment of many people on this street.
