As long as you have the courage, fierce ghosts go on maternity leave.

"Here’s three thousand ghost coins, take it to your friend!"

The manager, Charles, came out of the room and handed Alexander three thousand ghost coins.

Alexander thanked him repeatedly, but Charles put on an air of indifference, "You’re the deputy manager of our restaurant, your matter is my matter. Even though we had some misunderstandings before, I don’t hold grudges. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have let you be the deputy manager. Go ahead!"

"Manager..." Alexander’s eyes were glistening with tears, and the hand holding the money started to shake.

"Go!" Charles urged again, turning his head away.

However, seeing Alexander’s extremely grateful look, he couldn’t help but feel a bit moved.

Unexpectedly, this human insect actually knows how to show gratitude.

After all, if he wasn’t a righteous person, how could he replace that little girl to come here.

After all, this is a horror instance, not a Disney-like amusement park!

Well, since he encountered such an upright person, if he really can help himself make a big profit, he might as well spare his life!

Seeing Alexander walk out of the yard with the money, Charles’ body floated against the wind, a head peered out of the wall, secretly watching Alexander.

Alexander, who walked out of the yard, did not stop at all and excitedly ran towards the intersection.

At the intersection, there was a bloody tent, and a figure cloaked in a cloak seemingly soaked in fresh blood quietly sat by the fire.

From that fire, wisps of green smoke rose, but they lingered around the cloaked person for a long time without dispersing.

Soul communication paper! The burning item was the soul communication paper that could slowly increase the cultivation of evil spirits.

This item, though plentiful, is not particularly valuable. But it’s indispensable for all ghosts, and quite rare for vengeful spirits.

Compared to ghosts, the value of soul communication paper is similar to rice in human society, but it’s a bit more expensive. A more vivid analogy might be high-quality beef. It’s an indispensable energy supply for every ghost, but it’s somewhat pricey.

Usually, ghosts just burn a few pieces to improve themselves, unlike this, directly lighting a bonfire with soul communication paper!

And that’s not all!

The cloaked figure saw Alexander coming and stopped absorbing the energy. He took a box of cigarettes from his bosom, pulled one out and lit it.

The black cigarette holder, the slender body of the cigarette, instantly made the old ghost’s eyes pop!

A cigar!

This was the legendary, aristocratic ghost smoke, a cigar!

A fierce ghost level item! 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Too luxurious, this is simply too luxurious!

Even he, usually only smokes the most ordinary cigarettes.

The stimulating taste of the paper casing and tobacco burning is unforgettable for ghosts.

As for cigars, even if you have ghost coins and want to try it out in Fierce Ghost Street, you wouldn’t know where to buy it!

This thing, it’s not just about having money to buy it, but also about fate.

Rich man! Big power!

The old ghost made a judgment in his heart, feeling a bit more reassured.

A single scented treasure candle can be said to be acquired by good luck, but with so many soul communication papers, and a cigar, that’s a complete reassurance.

Not even the wandering ghosts in the Fierce Ghost Association dare to play like this, even if they sold all their possessions!

Soon, under Charles’s gaze, Alexander seemed to have made some deal with the other party and reached out his hand. Because of the obstructed view, he couldn’t see it.

But when he withdrew his hand, there was an additional treasure candle.

The next moment, the candle disappeared, and Alexander, overjoyed, walked towards the entrance.

Though the treasure candle disappeared, Charles was not hosting the chosen ones for the first time and was naturally aware of their abilities. He immediately returned to the room’s entrance, posing as if he was about to go in.

"Back already? Did you give the money to your friend?"

"I did, thank you, manager!" Alexander hurriedly showed his gratitude. When he slightly raised his head, his eyes inadvertently revealed a joy he could hardly conceal.

"Now that you’re back, go serve the guests immediately! If you’re late, even I can’t protect you!" Charles immediately put on a serious face.

"Understood, I’m going right now, don’t worry!"

Alexander said, and walked briskly forward.

It wasn’t until Alexander’s voice completely disappeared that Charles rushed out impatiently.

However, not long after he dashed out of the courtyard, Alexander returned, slowly walking back to the yard.

Outside the backyard door, as soon as Charles reached the intersection, he noticed two passerby ghosts already standing there, seemingly in conversation with the mysterious merchant, and hurriedly quickened his pace.

"Three thousand, three thousand is too expensive, you give me a thousand off! If you reduce the price by a thousand, I’ll sell!"

As he approached, he heard one of the passerby ghosts saying.

The old ghost was in a hurry, not thinking much, rushed up and blurted out,

"Three thousand each, I’ll take as many as you have!"

"Are you joking? First come, first served, isn’t it just three thousand! I’ll pay!"

The passerby ghost also grew anxious and reached for his money.

The cloaked ghost waved his hand dismissively, "I’m not selling to you, I don’t like haggling!"

Then he turned to Charles, "How much money do you have? I also don’t like people who boast!"

Charles was overjoyed and quickly took out the money: "I have a hundred thousand!"

"Not bad, I had 36 in total, sold two, so there are 34 left. They’re worth a hundred thousand and two thousand, I’ll waive the small change for you!" the cloaked ghost said, reaching out for the money and handing over a thick leather bundle.

"Wait! We still want to buy!"

The two passerby ghosts at the side shouted, wanting to move forward.

Without these two as props, Charles might have hesitated, but with them, Charles quickly grabbed the leather bundle and held it tightly in his arms.

Inside, it did indeed feel like long, bar-shaped objects.

But aren’t scented treasure candles hard? Why is this one soft?

It can’t change back and forth!

Charles’s heart suddenly jumped, seeing the cloaked ghost walking towards the tent, he grew anxious.

"Wait!" he shouted while abruptly using his ghost power to rip open the paper bundle he held in front of his chest. He didn’t forget to extend his other hand, ghost power surging, ready to grab the cloaked figure.

However, as the leather paper was torn to pieces, the long, round, thin, and soft object inside was exposed.

Electric wire!

It was a high-voltage wire folded several times!

What’s scary is that this thing is a ghost item, and it’s carrying a high-voltage electric arc.

At this moment, Charles was completely unprepared!

Crack! Thunderclap...

This high-voltage wire had obviously been activated by ghost energy, it had just been concealed by the leather paper. Now with a flash of electric light, countless currents seemed to find an outlet and surged towards him.

In an instant, the entire ghost was electrified into a black charcoal!

"Good fellow, Charles, you are really brave! Evil ghost holding high voltage, sparks with lightning, awesome!"

In front of the tent, the cloaked ghost stopped, and from inside the tent, Tony and his ghost followers surged out.

"It... it’s you..."

Charles dropped the wire, his body sparking and smoking.

"Brothers, hack this old thing to pieces for me!"

Tony didn’t waste words, after a sneer, he lifted his big machete enveloped with ghost energy and slashed down at Charles’s head.

Charles struggled to dodge. He had just been attacked by high voltage electricity, and Tony’s strength had already outstripped him. With one blow, Charles’s arm, along with half his shoulder, flew off.

Hum!

With a soft sound, a greyish-white bead emerged from Charles’s head, and the next second, a faint light enveloped him.

"It’s this thing again, cut it for me!" Tony looked ugly, and was the first to charge up.

The light screen formed by this bead was extremely tough. It nearly collapsed several times but still protected Charles.

Finally, under the protection of this bead, Charles successfully ran to the far door, excitedly yanked it open, and was about to rush in headfirst.

As long as he got in, this gang wouldn’t dare to enter the restaurant!

However, the next second, a size 42 foot mercilessly kicked towards his face, followed closely by Alexander’s voice:

"Life is full of surprises, manager, go back!"