A strange ghost.

What's strange?

The classmates covered their mouths and stared at him.

He stood at the front of the runway, twisted his body and looked back...

In this position, everyone could clearly see his face.

He was a male ghost, and he must be quite old, because his hair was sparse, his face was covered with wrinkles, his waist was bent, and he was wearing a pure white vest.

but………

Not vicious.

It's like you can meet in any park, uh, an ugly-looking old man.

He looks normal!

Of course, this is only a situation that looks at the upper body!

Xiao Rao's eyes fell on the old man's ghost's lower body.

[Crass, I really gained knowledge. It turns out that there are people in this world who are three meters tall and two and a half meters tall!] 9527 caught a cold air.

Black fat fat is heavy on the head.

But it turns out that this ghost is indeed strange.

He is three meters tall, but his figure is not strong. It feels like someone stretching a normal person of more than one hundred pounds into three meters.

and!

Only stretched his legs.

Yes, the old man's upper body, regardless of shoulders or waist, even his crotch looks normal, and there is no problem with proportion, but his straight body is...

"No wonder, that voice called him a stilt ghost, it was indeed like stepping on stilts."

Evinle swallowed and murmured.

Her voice is not loud.

But in the spacious gymnasium, it seemed to be amplified, extremely loud.

This voice attracted the old man. He threw his malicious eyes straight on the students, and then bared his teeth.

His wrinkled face suddenly fell into flesh and blood.

Yes, one piece after another, with the flesh falling down, blood flowing out along the wound.

That scene is indeed very scary.

but……

To the old man's surprise, none of the classmates screamed. After all, they were all people who had experienced touching the mop ghost.

The classmates have touched it and seen it.

They are more courageous.

They stood there, staring wide, looking back at the old man and ghost blankly and innocently.

Old man:...

He showed a crucified expression and frowned deeply. Then, he swayed and walked towards his classmates with a long legs of two and a half meters.

Yes!

Walk!

Although his legs are so long, unexpectedly, he ran, uh, it’s wrong, I can’t say that he ran away. The old man was just leaving!

Moreover, he walked swayingly and very slowly.

【This is very reasonable. His legs are so thin, like a small pole. Run, no, walk a little faster, and you should break it directly!】

9527 evaluation.

[But, this long-legged man, uh, no, ghost, is he a ghost? Modern supernatural, is science important at this time?] Hei Pangpang tilted his head.

Xiao Rao glanced at them, then said nothing, but just pulled Pei Fang and shouted to the students, "Hey, don't be standing there, we are participating in the 'Olympic Games', hurry up and run!"

"Don't let that old man catch it!"

"Don't forget what the voice said. The ghosts here like to eat human flesh and blood."

Then, the consequences of being caught should be very obvious.

The students covered their chests and looked up at the three-meter-high old man. No matter how thin he was or how thin his legs were, his height was indeed very oppressive.

Fear and nervousness filled the students' chests, making them breathless. They didn't wake up from their trance when they heard Xiao Rao's shouts.

"Run, run quickly!"

Everyone shouted, and they ran very fast with their long legs!

They followed Xiao Rao and Pei Fang's footsteps, ran in the direction of the old man and ghost, and then walked straight through between his legs and sideways.

There is no way, the track is so thin, the old man is in front of them, and if he doesn't run away from him, where can he have a position?

Everyone ran along the runway.

I have said a long time ago that the gymnasium of Changqing High School is not large in size, and the runway is naturally not long. It is an oval track with a total distance of one thousand meters. Xiao Rao, as the leader, did not run fast.

As a sports student, Wanbao quickly surpassed him.

"I'll take the lead, you're not strong enough!" He was breathless and led the way without blushing until he passed the corner.

There is a stand one meter away from the runway.

Wanbao didn't pay attention and ran forward with his head tilted. Just as he passed by the stands, a thin and shriveled arm that was almost covered in skin came over and grabbed it directly towards his neck.

"I'll go, your grandma's leg!"

The sudden change caught Wanbao off guard. Fortunately, he was the best among his sports students. He had good physical fitness and twisted his body, making a move to lower his waist while running, avoiding the claw.

But the next second, more arms came out.

There were a lot of dense numbers, with more than a dozen, as if all the "spectators" in the stands here stretched out their hands.

Grab your arms at the classmates.

Students:...

"My grass!"

They shouted and cursed, then reached out and held the wrists of the shriveled arms.

Arms:...

Students:...

Both sides formed a state of "You attack your chest, I defend."

They stood on the runway.

Xiao Rao, who was originally going to take action, quietly retreated.

[Yes, Sister Rao, these students have a bit of style!] 9527 looked at such a strange picture.

The young and beautiful high school students, who are in their prime, have "shaved hands" and "shoulder affectionately" with a few shriveled arms that have no body!

[It’s really hard to learn, but it’s a little bit bad.] Black Pangpang comments.

[Pangpang, how could you say that they were bad at Sister Rao? How clever is this? Look at their movements, speed, and how firmly they hold their wrists!!] 9527 widened their eyes.

The black fat fat ears were pulled down.

This was not enough, Pei Fang even used Xiao Rao to raise his hand and pinch those who were not shaking his wrists... After all, there were only a few dozen arms and more than a hundred classmates.

There is always a turn to hold it.

The rest followed Pei Fang to pinch those arms, pull out the soft flesh, pull out the skin, and a few extra bold boys to lift the nails on their sharp nails.

The arms that originally wanted to pull the students from the runway to the stands and tear them into pieces to eat flesh and blood:...

They no longer feel pain.

but……

Hundreds of students with strong and strong strength and full of yang energy are still very uncomfortable to treat them like this, especially Pei Fang, who touches his hands with Liuyang blood!

It hurts so much!

It's going to melt!

Can't stand it anymore!

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The arm quickly pulled back his hand.
Chapter completed!