Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

pain!

A sharp pain jolted Xiao He awake from his sleep.

The pain in his head made him gasp sharply. He instinctively raised his hand to touch his head and felt something sticky. When he looked down, he found his hand was covered in blood.

"What's going on?"

Xiao He muttered to himself, his eyes filled with confusion.

He was just taking a nap, how did he get shot in the head?

Just as Xiao He was feeling confused, a furious curse suddenly came from behind him.

"You little brat, you were faking your death after all."

The voice just fell.

Xiao He heard a sharp crack, and a searing pain shot through his back, almost making him faint.

"hiss......"

He struggled to sit up, ready to unleash a torrent of abuse, but when he turned around, he realized that the person who had hit him was not his roommate, but a slick-back-haired man with a baseball bat and a tattoo on his chest.

At this moment, the slick-back-haired man was staring fiercely at Xiao He, his face full of malice. When he saw Xiao He turn to look at him, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He raised the baseball bat in his hand, as if to hit him.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing the baseball bat swinging towards him, Xiao He was momentarily stunned.

Who is he?

Why did he hit me?

Why am I here?

......

A series of questions arose in Xiao He's mind. Just as the slick-haired man's baseball bat was about to land on him, a cold rebuke came from the side.

"Ah Hu, stop! If you really kill him, what will happen to my money? Will you pay it back for me?"

Upon hearing this, the slick-haired man named Ah Hu looked extremely displeased, but due to his status, he had no choice but to retract his baseball bat, glare angrily at Xiao He, and then stand motionless.

Completely bewildered, Xiao He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in a black suit and black tie staring at him with narrowed eyes.

The person who just spoke was him.

On either side of him stood two burly men dressed in black suits, their expressions serious and their whole bodies exuding an aura of menace.

"I won't hold your feigning death against you," the middle-aged man suddenly smiled, taking a cigar from one of his men. His tone was unhurried. "However, you owe me money, and you must pay me back today, or else..."

He took a puff of his cigar, exhaled a ring of white smoke, and continued, "This house is now mine."

house?

What kind of house?

Xiao He was taken aback.

As an orphan, even though he has worked hard for more than ten years, he still can't afford the down payment and can only share a place with others. Where would he get a house?

Thinking of this, Xiao He quickly glanced around at his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.

It's no wonder I was shocked when I looked.

Where is this?

Where did his bedroom, which was only a dozen square meters, go?

A series of questions arose in Xiao He's mind. Although the place was messy and full of smashed items, he could tell at a glance that this was not his home.

Seeing that Xiao He remained silent, the middle-aged man's gaze gradually turned cold.

Zhao Long had been in this area for so many years, and this was the first time someone had dared to disrespect him like this, ignoring him for so long.

At this moment, feeling Zhao Long's icy gaze, Xiao He suddenly shuddered, a chill running from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He will kill me.

A thought suddenly popped into Xiao He's mind.

Completely unaware of his current predicament, he immediately steeled himself and said, "The house is yours."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Long immediately put on a warm smile. He looked at Xiao He, whose face was covered in blood, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, it's settled then."

After speaking, he glanced at his subordinate beside him, who nodded and immediately took out a document from his bag and handed it to Xiao He.

"Just put your fingerprint on this, and our score will be wiped clean," Zhao Long said with a smile, white smoke slowly billowing from his mouth.

Xiao He accepted the document with a blank expression and pressed his fingerprint on it without thinking.

Seeing this, Zhao Long's smile grew even brighter. He eagerly took the documents handed to him by his subordinate, and after carefully examining them for a few moments, he turned his gaze back to Xiao He.

"very good."

Zhao Long smiled and nodded, then turned and walked out: "I'll give you one night to pack your things and leave."

Seeing Zhao Long turn and leave, the four men in black suits standing next to him, as well as the slick-haired man named Ah Hu who was holding a baseball bat, hurriedly followed.

As he brushed past Xiao He, the slick-haired man named Ah Hu suddenly turned around and glared at him, his eyes filled with a fierce light.

Xiao He didn't seem to care about this. He just sat there blankly until everyone left, then he finally breathed a sigh of relief, covering his head and looking around.

"My start is just too terrible."

Xiao He smiled bitterly to himself.

Just now, a sudden surge of unfamiliar memories made him realize that he had traveled through time.

They were transported to a completely unfamiliar and perilous world.

The original owner of this body was also named Xiao He.

However, unlike him who worked hard to make a living, the "Xiao He" in this world was a complete gambling addict. He not only gambled away all of his parents' death compensation money, but also incurred huge gambling debts. In the end, he was accidentally beaten to death by the henchmen of the creditors who came to his door.

As for the reason, it was simply that the house left by his parents, which was worth at most one million Alliance Coins, was being offered by him for a whopping one and a half million Alliance Coins.

He owed a million yuan in gambling debts, but instead demanded that Zhao Long, who came to collect the debt, give him an extra 500,000 yuan before he would move out. Such an unreasonable request would infuriate anyone.

Zhao Long's younger brother, Zhao Hu, was immediately enraged and picked up a baseball bat to beat him severely, but accidentally killed him.

"What a scoundrel!"

Thinking of Xiao He's life and deeds, Xiao He felt not only anger but also sorrow.

As for why?

That's because he is now Xiao He, the gambling addict who not only lost everything but also his life.

Thinking of this, Xiao He remained silent for a long time, sighed inwardly, and comforted himself, "Well, I should think about what to do next. A living person can't be held back by their own bladder."

They come, the security.

The most urgent thing right now is to treat the wounds on my body.

With these thoughts in mind, Xiao He dragged his battered body, enduring the relentless pain, and walked toward the direction where he remembered the medicine was placed.

Just then, a "ding" sounded in his mind, followed by a cold, mechanical voice.

"Cards are ready. Shall we begin drawing cards?"