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

Chapter 66: Don’t you recognize me?

A chilling voice echoed!

Then, accompanied by eerie cat cries, countless dark cat shadows appeared on the walls and ceiling around.

These cat shadows seemed to have been abused, hanging vertically, tied up in a bundle, or having bodies that were incomplete. The only thing they had in common were their eyes, red and full of hatred, fixed on Alexander.

The heartbreaking cat cries came in waves. The process of returning was interrupted. Alexander’s head felt as if it was about to burst. The ghostly neighbors around him showed signs of distress as well.

Step by step, a thin man in a long robe came down from the stairs. On the man’s shoulder was a black cat. This cat looked even more miserable.

It was missing an eye, both its ears seemed to have been cut off, and its body was covered in scars. The remaining eye, cold as a wolf’s, stared at Alexander’s neck.

"Let me introduce myself..." the man said in a hoarse, cold voice, filled with an eerie aura. "I am Thomas, the Night Cat Ghost King of the 17th floor of the Ghoul Apartment. As for Charles..."

"Charles? What is he to you?" Alexander asked in surprise, already having some guesses.

Sure enough, Thomas said, "Charles was my younger brother! We four siblings shared a deep bond. I didn’t expect you to kill for wealth, harming my dear brother! Today, I’m going to slaughter you to avenge my brother!"

Siblings with a deep bond? But you let your brother work under someone else’s command?

Alexander had doubts in his heart but suddenly, his expression changed as he realized something.

That Charles had saved up a hundred thousand ghost coins!

Although Alexander didn’t believe the whole ’deep bond’ nonsense, they were indeed blood-related siblings. Maybe Charles somehow found out about this.

The Ghost King was actually this poor! A mere hundred thousand ghost coins!

While he was thinking this in his heart, Alexander found himself in quite a predicament. It was clear that Charles’s death was just an excuse. The person just wanted to openly rob him!

"Thomas, don’t pretend here! Last time I saw your brother come to find you. He couldn’t even enter the apartment’s main gate before you threw him out!"

One of Alexander’s ghost neighbors who he hadn’t seen before shouted loudly.

Thomas’s cold gaze turned to him, frightening him into lowering his head. Then he said, "Regardless of the relationship between my siblings and I, it’s our own business. Since someone killed my brother, naturally, I must avenge him!"

"Night Cat Ghost King, don’t be impulsive! Alexander is favored by Her Highness Bloody Robe!" Head-holding ghost said urgently.

Hearing this, Thomas showed a trace of hesitation. However, it quickly turned into a cold smile.

"Do you think I didn’t do any investigations? Her Highness Bloody Robe and him only met once, right? Moreover, today Her Highness has important guests, she doesn’t have time to care about a bug’s life or death!"

As Thomas spoke, he gently waved his hand.

Those dark cat shadows immediately responded to his call, rushing towards the black cat on his shoulder.

"Meow..."

The black cat suddenly let out an annoyed cry, stretching out its claw to ruthlessly scratch at Thomas’s face. Immediately, flesh flew off as deep claw marks appeared on Thomas’s face, some even going deep enough to reveal his teeth through his cheek.

"Baby, baby, don’t get agitated. I’ll find you some meat to eat right away! Baby, baby, don’t get agitated..."

Thomas hurriedly stretched out his hand to gently stroke the black cat’s back, carefully serving the black cat as if he was a slave serving his master.

No wonder he’s called the Night Cat Ghost King. The real Ghost King must be this black cat, right?

Alexander had some sarcastic thoughts.

Su Rong next to him lowered her voice and said, "That black cat was born along with Thomas. It’s one of his talents. It’s said that he was a psychopath in his previous life, often abusing various animals, especially cats.

His methods were extremely cruel, even filming and selling the videos online to make a profit from other psychologically twisted people.

After his death, not only people but also the cats whose grudges did not dissipate, turned into ghosts that are connected to his life. When the cat gets hurt, he feels the pain; when he gets hurt, it still hurts him.

Ironically, the hatred from his past life, the black cat still remembers. He tried to kill his own black cat, but even if the black cat is far away, it will reappear on his shoulder.

This black cat can split into hundreds of shadows and its strength is terrifying. But it bears extreme hatred for its owner. Every night, you can hear screams of humans and cats from his room, hence he is called the Night Cat Ghost King.

Recently, he has become smarter and doesn’t fight with the black cat. Even though he is often attacked, he doesn’t get injured every day and doesn’t have to suffer the pain of death for the black cat every day."

Oh my god, this Thomas is really ruthless!

Now you’ll be haunted forever for your abuse.

Alexander didn’t dislike the normal killing of animals, he even despised those so-called loving people who overprotect certain animals because they are cute.

Caterpillars are fluffy and cute too, why don’t you see you protecting them?

But the survival of the fittest does not mean abuse! That’s a psychological problem!

How do you know that this kind of person’s psychological distortion will not escalate?

In fact, it’s not a question of whether it will or not, but it will definitely escalate! It’s just that some people dare to secretly harm animals all their lives, while some people gradually become more daring.

Alexander’s thoughts were heavy. His strength was still too weak.

Facing this kind of situation, there was almost nothing he could do. Was he really going to die here?

As long as he doesn’t die today, he’ll definitely try everything to increase his strength, search all the available instances, and never show mercy again.

"What are you all still doing here, do you want to be buried with this guy?" Thomas looked at the ghosts blocking him and shouted sternly.

Apparently, he was determined to kill Alexander today! After all, in the haunted apartment, there weren’t many opportunities to attack openly under a justifiable pretext.

His younger brother Charles once wanted to build a relationship with him, but after being driven away, he complained to others that even without his brother, he could live well and it wouldn’t take long for him to afford a house.

A house in Ghost City isn’t just any abandoned building; it’s a real property with official records from the city lord’s mansion and protected by the rules. Even the cheapest house costs around 500,000 to 600,000 now and may increase in the future.

Thomas had left his brother in the restaurant, waiting for him to gather that sum so he could attack when he left.

But he didn’t expect Alexander to act first. If he missed this opportunity today, not to mention he wouldn’t have an excuse, even if he did, with the Blood Queen there, he wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on anyone she knew!

"Everyone, listen to me!" At this moment, the electrocuted ghost stood out and said, "If any of you want to leave, feel free to go! I won’t leave. I must protect this young brother Alexander!"

"Right! I have died once, I am not afraid of dying again! If it weren’t for Alexander, I would have to live like a beggar every day, and endure this poor life for another dozen years. Even if I die today, I will protect you, Alexander! Thomas, just try it!"

"Haha... Honey, you’re so brave, would I be laughed at if I hide behind? Forget it, without little brother Alexander, how could I, the skinning ghost, afford this clean new skin! Today, nobody should block me, I’ll go first, let me die cleanly!"

"Count me in, the drowned ghost! Just another death, what’s there to be afraid of!"

"And me, the life of a rich ghost is fucking good, this life is worth it, haha..."

One after another, Alexander’s neighbors stood up and blocked Alexander.

Clenching his fists, even though the favorability rating of all the ghosts was approaching the critical point of ninety, Alexander had no mood to notice, his eyes and nose were terribly sore!

"Good! Good!" Thomas obviously didn’t expect so many people to support Alexander, his face looked ugly, after a long time he said:

"Since you insist on challenging the majesty of the ghost king, let you all know how the word ’death’ is written! You are all going to die, no one can save you! I, Night Cat Ghost King Thomas, have said it!"

However, just then, a faint, even slightly childish voice echoed from the stairwell:

"Just a little ghost king dares to harm my people? How daring!"

As the voice fell, a boy wearing a loose blue school uniform and black-framed glasses slowly walked from the stairs, stopped outside the crowd, and looked at Alexander who was protected inside.

He pushed up the frame of his glasses on his nose, his cheeks slightly reddened, and he said with a smile:

"Don’t you recognize me? Your desk-mate!"