"Me, ha ha, don't you know me?"

The skull raised a white skeleton hand from under the black robe and pointed to himself. There was a faint smile on the skeleton without any flesh.

"I am the master of the world."

Skull slowly said, and then turned to see ye Ziheng, it seems that I hope ye Ziheng can give some hair, but ye Ziheng looked at him indifferently.

"Hey, give me some applause."

But ye Ziheng is still indifferent.

"This is a boring guy."

With that, the skull raised his hand again and made a ring of fingers. Then the surroundings changed again. A flash of light flashed and another familiar picture appeared.

At the gate of Hengshui middle school, ye Ziheng was beaten by Yang Huo and his gang. They kicked ye Ziheng with their fists and feet, and scolded him for his ugly words. They used more strength in their hands.

After seeing this scene, ye Ziheng's face showed a trace of anger unconsciously, but he forced it down and didn't show it, but the skeleton saw it, but clapped at ye Ziheng.

"Ah, what's the matter? I feel angry. Do you really want to hit me? But I advise you not to think about it. You are just a bug in my eyes. I can crush you with one finger. "

The skull seems to be deliberately trying to provoke ye Ziheng. Every word he says is so stabbed.

And ye Ziheng is also a little really angry, but he still can't bear to get angry and try to calm himself down.

"What do you want to do?"

Ye Ziheng said, eyes with a trace of anger, tone with a trace of threat, but still in tolerance.

"What do I want to do? Can't you see that I'm pissing you off. "

As the skull said this, he patted ye Ziheng's face with his own hand. The face of the skull had an expression that he didn't want to beat.

At this time, ye Ziheng has reached the point where he can't bear it any more. Without any more patience, he takes the skull's head and pinches it hard.

"Poof ~"

Ye Ziheng suddenly felt a pinch in his hand. The skull that he should have been holding firmly in his hand had become a virtual smoke and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, ye Ziheng's eyes could not help showing a trace of doubt, as if he felt something wrong.

"Hahaha, I said that I am the master of the world. Do you think if I don't want you to kill me, I may be killed by you?"

The voice of the skull rings. Then, ye Ziheng feels someone poke his back. He turns his head suddenly and sees the skull standing behind him.

"Now you believe me." Said the skull.

But ye Ziheng still doesn't believe it. He thinks that the skull can only be achieved by using some kind of magic, or stunt, or magic weapon.

So ye Ziheng did not believe in evil again to the skull's head again.

But things were not as easy as he imagined. He still couldn't hold the skull's head. The skull turned into a smoke again and disappeared.

This time, the skull seems to be a little angry, enraged by Ye Ziheng, with a little angry tone, said to ye Ziheng.

"Very good, very good. Do you seem to be very experimental?"