Chapter 437 Ghosts, Fire, and the Hypocrite: A Supernatural Tale

On the other side, when Timmy's villa caught fire, Melina was standing on the highest yard wall in the neighborhood, with the reflection of the flames flickering in her eyes.

Just now, the wild cats had all scattered, but now there were countless cats in front of her, and those cats looked like unreal reflections.

Melina let out a low growl from her throat and soon disappeared with this group of cats.

The ugly ghost squatted on the wall, watching the fire in the villa as if she were watching a show.

"As he builds his high-rise, as he watches his house collapse!"

"As he becomes conceit, and then he has nothing, haha."

The playboy glanced at her and sneered, "Then he faints, and we quickly drag the hypocrite back to the nest."

The unlucky ghost dragged the hypocrite while grumbling, "Why is it always me doing the work? Don't you know how hot that fire is?"

Ghosts are afraid of fire.

The playboy was surprised and said, "We didn't go there to give you all the credit!"

The coward ghost had a mischievous smile in his eyes and said, "That's right, Susie let us catch ghosts independently for the first time, and we gave you all the credit. We were so good to you."

The confused ghost said, "When we get back, all the credit will be yours...we won't fight with you."

What a joke, they knew the fire was too intense, so they didn't go.

The unlucky ghost looked suspiciously at the group of scammers and asked, "Is it really true that you have such good intentions?"

The hypocrite said, "Brothers..."

The unlucky ghost interrupted him, "Shut up!"

He hadn't finished yet.

Several ghosts floated towards the Murray family, laughing all the way, "Of course it's true. Look, now the hypocrite is all with you, and we won't touch him."

The coward ghost smiled softly, "If you can't trust her, then you can always trust me, right?"

The confused ghost said, "If it's not mine, I won't take it. If I do take it, brother, you can cut me with a knife."

The unlucky ghost reluctantly believed them, remembering that he still owed these guys a total of 111 lollipops. He didn't know if he could ask Susie for a few more later.

The hypocrite said, "I said, brother...we are all evil ghosts, why do we have to harm each other?"

The unlucky ghost said, "Just shut up."

The hypocritical ghost remembered the little girl who had hit him and said "Daddy" before.

He couldn't understand why all the other ghosts present, who were all proud evil ghosts, had to send a little girl to run errands.

Wasn't it shameful?

He absolutely refused to be a lackey! When he had the chance, he would be the first to run away.

When they arrived at Murray's house, the hypocritical ghost pulled the confused ghost aside and whispered to him, "Brother, why should we evil ghosts be lackeys for a little girl? You don't seem too willing either. Let's run away together!"

As long as they could win one over, two against three, they still had a chance to escape.

The confused ghost looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Which eye of yours sees that I'm not willing?"

The hypocritical ghost didn't understand and only knew that he was called the confused ghost, so he should be the most confused and easiest to persuade.

But he saw the confused ghost slowly say, "Although I'm confused, I've figured out one thing recently."

"That is - everything can be confused, but we must never be confused when it comes to betraying Susie."

This was his bottom line.

The hypocritical ghost was speechless.

When the group of evil ghosts dragged the hypocritical ghost back to Murray's room, Susie had already fallen asleep.

The little girl was lying face down on the bed, her chubby face pressed and distorted, mouth slightly open.

The ugly ghost said, "Oh, how can she sleep like this? Sleeping face down will make you ugly! I used to sleep like this when I was a child and that's why I became like this."

The ghosts remained silent.

The fickle ghost rolled his eyes and said, "Give it up, your ugliness is innate and has nothing to do with how you sleep.

You should ask your parents how they slept." The ugly ghost said, "Huh?"

The confused ghost said, "She was born that ugly, don't blame the bed."

The ugly ghost said, "Are you guys polite?"

The coward ghost gently touched Susie's face with his fingertips and smiled indulgently, "Our little Susie is so cute that no matter how she sleeps, she won't be ugly."

She fell asleep waiting for them and really trusted them.

The coward ghost couldn't help but feel moved.

As evil ghosts, no one in this world would believe in them, but Susie did.

The fickle ghost lowered his voice and said, "Don't wake her up. We'll give her the hypocritical ghost tomorrow."

The unlucky ghost whispered, "Then who will watch the hypocritical ghost tonight?"

The fickle ghost's eyes flickered, "I'll watch him! But tomorrow, you have to share the credit with me."

The unlucky ghost immediately refused, "Why should I?"

After all, he had worked so hard to drag the ghost back with flames.

What's the big deal about watching him for one night? He's not a human, he won't get tired, he can watch for several nights without any problem.

The confused ghost, upon hearing the fickle ghost, also said, "We'll each take turns. I'll watch the second half of the night."

The unlucky ghost was angry, "Didn't you say you wouldn't compete with me for credit?"

The confused ghost said, "Then you can cut me once."

The unlucky ghost thought for a moment…

These ghosts are not afraid of getting their heads twisted, so why should they be afraid of a little cut? It's obvious they want to compete with him for credit, he knew they were up to no good.

The fickle ghost added fuel to the fire, "This time, I support the confused ghost. We'll each have a share. With such a big hypocritical ghost, we can probably exchange it for a pack of lollipops."

The last time Susie bought a pack of lollipops, there were fifty in it.

The unlucky ghost immediately lifted the hypocritical ghost above his head and ran out, "It's mine! Don't even try to compete with me!"

The hypocritical ghost, "?"

Wait a minute, brother, have you been tricked?

After arguing for so long about who gets the credit, are they really just fighting over a few lollipops??

The unlucky ghost ran away and hid the hypocritical ghost like it was a treasure, watching it secretly.

The fickle ghost chuckled and said, "I finally understand why the unlucky ghost is so unlucky. It's somewhat related to being foolish."

The coward ghost nodded in agreement.

It's not the kind of simple-minded foolishness, but the pure kind of foolishness.

Flower-hearted ghost said, "Hey, it's a long night. Let's play mahjong! Whose bones did we use last time?"

Confused ghost said, "The unlucky one's."

Coward ghost said, "But we're short one player."

Flower-hearted ghost said, "Isn't there a the cute ghost sealed in Soul Calabash? We can play with her!"

The cute ghost brought back from the Fourth Hospital for the Insane jingled.

Confused ghost shook his head. "She's just a kid. What does she know about playing? We shouldn't include her."

In Soul Calabash, the cute ghost watched dejectedly as they always left her out. She wanted to play too.

But then she remembered what her parents and grandparents had told her before she left, be good and don't cause trouble for others.

So, she held back.

The three ghosts discussed how to play, and it seemed like they could only play "Fight the Landlord."

The ugly ghost on the side fell silent.

"I say, did you forget about me? I can play mahjong too!" she said.

The ghosts were like, "...Oh, right." They didn't want to disturb Susie, so they played mahjong in Martin's room.

Uncle came back two days early and arrived home at 2 in the morning. He didn't even change his clothes and still had his suit jacket draped over his arm. He went to see the little one in Susie's room first. She was sleeping on her stomach, her face flushed.

Martin lovingly kissed her forehead and gazed at her, feeling his heart soften and settle.

He carefully turned her over...

On the balcony, Alex suddenly shouted, "The Dragon's Flying General is here!!"

Martin's hand trembled, and Susie almost fell.

This bird was so noisy!

Susie pouted and unconsciously reached out to grab his arm.

"Uncle..."

The little one was still asleep, her voice soft and gentle enough to melt anyone's heart.

Martin's heart softened, and he put the little bunny next to her. But he didn't realize that he accidentally touched Soul Calabash.

Seeing Susie sleeping sweetly, he quietly closed the door and went to his own room.

Home is still the best!

As Martin thought this, he pushed open the door and hung his jacket on the nearby rack. With one hand, Uncle untied his tie and rubbed his tired forehead. But when he looked up, his whole body froze.