The bedroom door closer to him opened first, and the "store manager" appeared from his bedroom.

Fang Xingyang groped in the dark and took a rough look around the "store manager", but found nothing unusual for the time being.

Could this be true?

Immediately afterwards, another "store manager" appeared in the stairwell.

Fang Xingyang's heart thumped, thinking it was over now.

I saw two "store managers" one behind the other, both of them looked just like the real ones. It was impossible to tell which one was real and which one was fake!

"Store, manager... don't..."

Fang Xingyang shrank weakly into the corner of the stairwell.

"don't want!!"

The two "store managers" attacked from both sides, approaching step by step, getting closer and closer...

The panic on Fang Xingyang's face gradually disappeared.

With the help of the light from the ghost lamp, the two "store managers" seemed to see his face suddenly turn red.

The sound of "hum hum hum" came from Fang Xingyang's throat.

This strange behavior made the two "store managers" confused at the same time. They stopped and the spinning sickles in their hands whirred in the air.

Soon, they saw that Fang Xingyang was suppressing a smile.

Moreover, I didn’t hold it back in the end.

I laughed while standing between the two "store managers".

"Hahahaha..." (*≧▽≦)

"I can't do it anymore...I can't do it anymore!" ヽ(≧?≦)?

Fang Xingyang smiled as if he had been greased and slid down against the wall.

"Store manager, how come you two are so well developed after not seeing each other for a while?"

Fang Xingyang laughed so much that he covered his stomach with one hand, and put the soul lamp in front of the foggy night reaper downstairs with the other hand, and burst out laughing.

“Store manager, why do you still have breasts??”

He placed the soul lamp in front of the store manager upstairs again, and saw the pair of buling buling wings behind the "Foggy Night Reaper".

"This store manager, how come you still have wings?"

If the space in the stairwell wasn't a little narrow, Fang Xingyang would have wanted to lie on the floor and laugh his heart out.

Indeed, he only discovered these after the two "store managers" got closer.

One has two lumps of flesh on his chest that are not obvious, and the other has a pair of dragonfly-like wings on his back.

And if you observe carefully, these two "store managers" have their own characteristics.

The one with wings looks more like a real foggy night reaper. If you ignore the pair of big wings behind him, Fang Xingyang might actually take this as real.

The one with long breasts has an extra "slender" body as if he is stunted. He even replaced the tattered black clothes worn by the Fog Night Reaper with torn ones...

Black stockings...

Even the chains and scythes in its hands have become "elegant". They don't look like killing weapons at all, but more like some kind of toys...

"You, what are you laughing at?" the black stocking version of the foggy night reaper said in a low voice.

Fang Xingyang suddenly stood up from the ground, frightening the "store manager".

I saw Fang Xingyang holding the soul lamp, walking up to it, and looking at it as if appreciating a great beauty, bah! Appreciating a handicraft.

"Actually... if you really look like this, store manager, it's not impossible..."

Fang Xingyang said, stepping back step by step.

Step back step by step.

He successfully broke through the blockade of the "store manager" downstairs and came to the corridor!

Before the two "store managers" could recover, he threw a tantrum and ran out.

The two "store managers" realized something was wrong and immediately chased after him.

It was only then that Fang Xingyang noticed that in terms of realism, the one upstairs was more realistic, because like the real Fog Night Reaper, it was floating when walking.

And the one downstairs actually has two sexy long legs wrapped in black stockings.

Fang Xingyang ran outside the store in the blink of an eye. Behind him, the sound of long-legged running was getting closer and closer.

But Fang Xingyang did not run far because the dark night here was too dangerous. If he ran around, he might not be as safe as he is now.

Hearing the sound of running getting closer, Fang Xingyang found the right moment.

"Boom!"

The mourner's heavy coffin lid was shut hard by him.

Judging from the sound, the two "store managers" were knocked out by his door.

Probably neither of them expected that Fang Xingyang would ambush behind the door.

Moreover, the door in their store is so heavy.

Fang Xingyang appeared from behind the door, and the two "store managers" fell to the ground together, trying to help their heads that were knocked crooked.

Soon enough, a long purple-red soul fire chain flew out of Fang Xingyang's hand, tying up the two "store managers".

The burning of the soul fire made the two "store managers" make strange sounds together.

Looking at these two "store managers" who made people laugh and cry, Fang Xingyang also fell into various conjectures in his heart.

Although they all have flaws, they are still very similar. If he hadn't had the soul lamp in his hand as a light source and discovered the flaws in them in time, he might have been fooled by them.

"You...won't...take away my store manager's body, right?" He walked slowly as if interrogating a prisoner.

He grabbed the small chain from the sexy version of the "store manager" and danced in the air with a clattering sound.

"Say! Who are you?"

Fang Xingyang found the right angle, and the small iron chain swung down with a "swish" sound, hitting the two "store managers" at the same time.

The two "store managers" seemed to be still immersed in the pain caused by the burning soul fire, lowering their heads and saying nothing.

Obviously, both of these are fake.

Because the long chain of soul fire released by Fang Xingyang has no lethality at all, and is at most a little hot to ordinary creatures.

And if the real Fog Night Reaper is here, even if he blows up the soul lamp, he can't trap it.

"Tell me! Where is my store manager?! And what the hell are you two!"

After Fang Xingyang finished speaking in an angry tone, he waved the small iron chain and struck it down again.

At this moment, a light source that was not too dazzling suddenly came on from the door.

Fang Xingyang turned his head and saw the terrifying silhouette again.

It's the shadow lantern demon.

"Hey? Little reporter, how brave are you? You dare to come to me so late?" Fang Xingyang was so happy that he hurriedly opened the door to invite.

But the Shadow Lantern Demon stayed there and did not come in.

It raised its hand to wipe its lens with two cracks, and stared straight at the two "Fog Night Reapers" tied together in the corner.

There is also the small iron chain in Fang Xingyang's hand that looks more like a toy, and the soul fire rising in the soul lamp.

His face was gradually replaced by fear.

"Come in quickly. As you can see, I have some small things at hand right now. Once I'm done, I can talk about the entrustment between us."

A smile appeared on Fang Xingyang's dark face, and then he waved the small iron chain again and lightly slapped the two "store managers"...

"Change, pervert!!" The Shadow Lantern Demon shouted tremblingly, "That guy from the commission shop is going to usurp the throne!"

Fang Xingyang watched the little reporter scream and run away slowly, with a helpless smile on his face.

"I really can't do anything with you... I'll go find you to settle the score at dawn." After saying that, his eyes fell on the two "store managers" again.

"Say quickly! Who are you?"

Whoosh!

"Recruit or not?!"

Whoosh!

"Don't tell me? If you don't tell me, I'll hit you until you tell me!"

Whoosh!
Chapter completed!