Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 207

Chapter 207

As soon as Susie heard it, she talked about the story she wanted to hear. Both of her little ears were pricked up, and she listened to the story carefully with her chin resting on her chin.

Aunt Ghost saw that she was cute, so she couldn’t help slowing down her

voice and said: “The girl has lived here for three years, and she has some mental problems after living here for a long time.”

Susie nodded: “My father helped me investigate before I came here. There are a lot of people jumping off the building here.”

In other words, the female ghost who entangled Zion was not the first

one.

Aunt Ghost nodded: “Yes, if you live here for a long time, if your life is not hard enough, you will be in a trance, depressed, depressed or something.”

There are bad guys in everyone, and there are ghosts, and there are many who take the opportunity to claim their lives.

“After the tenant dies, if a layman meets a layman and fails to pick up the deceased, the soul of the deceased will be trapped here, and he will become a servant of the original ghost.”

Susie suddenly realized: “So the one living next door is the original ghost and her trapped?”

Aunt Ghost and Uncle Ghost were surprised, how did she know?

Aunt Ghost said: “The girl next door usually doesn’t like to go out. She likes to stay at home and play games after getting off work. I heard that she often connects with a game training anchor…”

Zion was speechless.

Game sparring?

This person, could it be him??

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Zion has no source, feeling cold sweat.

Susie asked: “Game sparring? My brother is that!”

Aunt Ghost glanced at Zion: “Is that so…”

“That girl, I don’t have any friends. She shares the rent with another girl, but the relationship is not very good.”

“In addition, the girl would sometimes bring her boyfriend back to spend the night, and the two often had conflicts.”

Zion was speechless.

This plot is a little familiar.

He remembered a sparring list that he often received in the middle of the night some time ago, and the other side often said that her roommate brought her boyfriend back for the night…

“And then?” Zion couldn’t help asking.

Aunt Ghost said: “Then there is no after!”

Zion was speechless.

He was just about to listen, there is no more!?

Aunt Ghost said: “When that girl jumped off the building, she ade a big commotion in the room. Her roommate was too scared to come back.”

“I heard that it was a boy who liked to play games together. The girl wore a red wedding dress before jumping off the building, and wrote the other’s name… But the two of them have never met, and I don’t know what happened after that.”

Aunt Ghost thought for a while, and added: “Oh yes, the boy in that game should be called Zion on, I think that’s the name written.”

Fuck, it can’t be, it can’t be such a coincidence…

The world is so big, why is it him?!

Zion froze in place as if struck by lightning.

Susie thanked Aunt Ghost and Uncle Ghost, and sent them out to watch them float away.

Then he said: “Okay, brother, let’s go to the next door and have a look?”

Aunt Ghost said just now that there is no one next door.

Zion was frightened: “Why don’t you forget it…”

Susie said strangely: “Brother, you’ve been acting strange since you just entered the door! What’s the matter?”

Zion’s eyes flickered slightly, but he finally confessed: “I was outside just now, and the door next door opened.”

Susie opened her eyes wide: “Why didn’t you say that just now?”

Zion pouted, turning his head away.

What is there to say?

Did you tell her to laugh at him for being cowardly?

But it’s different now, and now he’s really gone to hell!

Susie: “What’s the matter, you’re even weirder now.”

She stared at Zion, thinking he must have said something to him.

Zion was speechless for a moment, what should I say.

Said that in order to make money, he worked as a sparring anchor, and at the beginning, everyone knew that he was a child, so they told him to go home and find his mother?

Because he was a kid, he couldn’t get into any clubs, and he ended up being a wild sparring blogger… wearing a vest and pretending to be an adult?

And that female ghost next door is his sparring client??

“Nothing.” Zion pursed his lips and remained silent.

Susie counted quietly, and her little face became serious: “I counted, you are a bit dangerous. Is face more important than life?”

Zion was speechless.

He glared at Susie, wondering if she did it on purpose.

He pursed his lips and finally said, “I am Zion on.”

This time it was Susie’s turn to open her mouth, “How could you be that

one.”

Zion was upset, took a piece of paper and wrote his name to explain.

Susie looked at him sympathetically: “No wonder she’s stalking you.”

Zion couldn’t accept it: “I’m just a child!”

He just played a game, just to earn some money to support himself.

As for?

Zion feels that now he has a psychological shadow on playing games…

Susie shook her head: “She doesn’t care, who told you to be dishonest?”

Zien thought about a question for the first time: Maybe he was really

wrong…

Susie comforted: “But it’s okay, what she wrote on the red book is not your real name.”

So she could only cling to him and make him have nightmares.

If Zion’s name was really written, Zion wouldn’t be able to sit here properly now.

“Then what should I do?” Zion couldn’t help but grab his hair.

Before this, he had never expected such a thing.

I even doubt whether there are ghosts or not.

Susie looked at him and said seriously, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here!” This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Zion was taken aback.

A small person, the top of his head was only as high as his shoulders.

There was a serious look in his eyes, which inexplicably made people feel

at ease.

Zion was silent and said nothing more.

midnight

The whole hotel became quiet, so quiet that it seemed that it was not in the world.

In the long corridor, downlights are placed every two meters. The downlights are embedded in the ceiling, which is not very brit, and makes the corridor appear dim and blurry.

It even gives people the illusion that this is a road to hell…

Susie got her things ready, followed by Zion. Zion’s face was tense, and

his pupils shrank slightly as he looked at the closed door next door.

The ghost aunt just said that there is no one next door, so how did the door lock? He didn’t hear the sound of the wind blowing the door just

now…

“Susie, are you okay?” Zion looked at the long corridor, his heart raised his throat again.

Susie gave him an OK gesture: “It’s okay~”

As soon as the words fell, the door of the next room creaked, and suddenly opened slowly…