Cannon Fodder Is King

Arc 2.3

Seeing this scene, Meng Zezhi's pupils tightened.

"Damn!" He couldn't help cursing inwardly. At the moment when the red ghost attacked, he grabbed Han Daqin and shrank down, only to see the two sharp claws of the red ghost piercing hard. After entering the wall, the broken tiles fell on their faces.

Following Meng Zezhi's body, he kicked open the toilet door, pulling Han Daqin and ran out.

"Heh--" The red-clothed woman sneered, pulled out her claws with a gentle force, and then followed it as if chasing some favorite toy.

Meng Zezhi panted and yelled anxiously: "System--"

"Recommend sincerely for the host, the cheat book "Introduction to the Master", the enlightened version of Daigo."

After speaking, a transparent display screen appeared in front of Meng Zezhi.

In the first grid of the interface, there is a thick stack of thread-bound books, underneath it is the enlightened version of "Introduction to the Master" with 5,000 points of merit.

Next to it, there is also a thick stack of thread-bound books, underneath it is the normal version of "Introduction to the Master", with two thousand merits.

Profiteers--

Meng Zezhi had a black face. You must know that in the previous world, he died and lived ill. In the end, he only accumulated 4,800 points of merit. This world has not started to do the task, so he must first spend five thousand points of merit. ——

Just listen to the system's explanation: "The things produced by the system mall will be used for life once learned. And every time the host surrenders or removes a ghost, the test of merit is also rewarded with merit. For example, the girl in red in front of you is worth two hundred points. Merit, like Li Wenhuan, is worth a thousand points."

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi felt a lot of comfort, not to mention, does he have a choice now?

Can't bear the children can't hold the wolf!

He gritted his teeth: "I bought it."

As soon as the voice fell, a bunch of messy things poured into his sea of ​​consciousness. Accompanied by the pain of bones, Meng Zezhi stagnated and slammed his fist on the wall, which barely managed to stabilize his body.

In a hurry, Han Daqin, who was unable to hold his feet, ran into Meng Zezhi so straight, and the fragile bridge of the nose was hit hard again.

"Fuck!" Han Daqin held his nose, tears falling down, he subconsciously wanted to yell, but he seemed to think of something, he swallowed the words that were about to blur out, and finally only suffocated one sentence: "What, what's wrong?"

As she was talking, the ghost in red had already chased her up, and she said, "Where else can you escape?"

Hearing this, Han Daqin's scalp numb, and at the moment he turned tremblingly to look at the woman in red, Meng Zezhi grabbed his collar and threw it at the woman in red.

"Grass your grandma, Xie Guangsheng -" Han Daqin cried.

It happened so suddenly, when the woman in red reacted, Han Daqin was already hugged by her. The red woman's pupils shrank slightly, and the blood in the blood hole on her forehead was happier.

Han Daqin trembled, his brain was blank, but he still remembered to beg for mercy: "No, don't kill me..."

Before the words were over, there was another burst of air-breaking sound, only to see a colorful thing flying towards the ghost in red.