Infinite: Start as a ghost

Taiwan is not like Laos; it's not so easy to use illegal boats there.

Unbeknownst to him, he passed by a stadium and heard the sound of basketballs being played.

"I'm so annoyed, I'll watch some basketball instead."

Upon entering the stadium, I saw a group of young people, both men and women, around twenty years old, engaged in vigorous exercise.

Of course, it was mainly the boys who were moving; the girls were all screaming.

Watching the passionate teenagers pouring out their sweat, Jiang Jiu also started to want to play basketball.

So, with a sudden flick of his wrist, a young man fell and scraped his skin.

"Are you alright...?"

Immediately, the other players came over to check on him.

"I'm fine, but I think I twisted my ankle," the injured young man said.

"Can we continue?" a teammate asked.

The injured young man gritted his teeth: "Yes..."

Jiang Jiu interjected, "No, young man, why are you still trying to be strong when you're injured? Go and rest, I'll take your place."

The other players agreed, so Jiang was brought on.

In terms of ball skills, Jiang Jiu was terrible, but that was back when he was a "homebody".

Now, dealing with these people is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables; we're advancing triumphantly, eliciting screams from the girls.

The players marking him were in a terrible predicament.

He couldn't score, he couldn't defend, and he even had trouble passing the ball. It was as if Jiang Jiu always knew what he was going to do in advance.

All feints were useless against him, and all dribbling was blocked by him.

Blocking is fine, but the ball is almost always stolen after only a few dribbles.

"Dude, are you a professional?"

After the game, the young man who had been matched up against him could only smile bitterly; this was the worst defeat he had ever suffered in his life.

"It's just a hobby," Jiang Jiu said with a smile.

At this moment, a girl jumped in front of Jiang Jiu: "Wow, handsome guy, you're so amazing! Can I have your number? KK is fine too."

"KK?" Jiang Jiu felt a little nostalgic. It was such a familiar chat software. She didn't expect it to still be popular.

The moment the girl spoke, the players' expressions changed drastically.

Jiang Jiu noticed the change in their expressions at a glance. Just as she was about to ask, someone shouted loudly from the side.

"What are you doing, trying to pick up my girlfriend?"

A young man dressed in a very unusual manner rushed over.

Well... at least this outfit looks rather unusual to Jiang Jiu, perhaps because it's a currently popular style.

"I don't know her, and I have no intention of dating her. You're overthinking it," Jiang Jiu casually explained.

"You son of a bitch, who do you think you are? Do you think my girlfriend would throw herself at you?" the young man cursed.

Jiang Jiu's face immediately turned cold. Without saying a word, he slapped him twice.

"Idiot..."

Just as the young man was stunned by the beating, Jiang left behind these two words and turned to leave.

"You...you hit me?" The young man's eyes were filled with disbelief. He had never been hit by anyone before. Everyone used to fawn over him.

Seeing Jiang Jiu take action, a large crowd immediately gathered around in the stadium.

Seeing their menacing expressions, Jiang Jiu smiled slightly.

"I never expected that such a melodramatic plot would come my way. It seems this kid is quite powerful; I can use him."

The beautiful woman who had previously asked Jiang for his phone number and "KK" had already retreated to a distance and was now looking at him with a smile.

"This woman is quite wicked. She's used to being mischievous, isn't she? Hehe."

He naturally wouldn't take a little girl seriously.

"Attack!" the young man roared.

Jiang Jiu smirked and quickly dealt with the group of ungrateful brats.

Chapter 152 Ghost Slave

There's not much to say about dealing with these youngsters; I just kicked them five or six times, each kick sending five or six people flying.

More than twenty people were dealt with so easily.

The woman was so shocked her mouth could have fit an apple, and the man was so frightened he couldn't move.

Jiang Jiu dragged the man directly to the men's restroom, and seeing that the restroom was empty, he immediately used his ability.

"Blood Demon Art: Blood Seed..."

He cut his own finger, cast a curse on the blood, forced the man's mouth open, and fed him his own blood.

He is a ghost who is not afraid of sunlight, but he doesn't know if his ghost servants are afraid, so he needs to conduct an experiment.

The man swallowed blood and struggled incessantly in agony, rolling on the ground and howling in pain.

"Zhize, how are you, Zhize?" The woman, locked out of the bathroom, kept banging on the door: "Help! Help!"

Those people around had just been beaten up; who would dare to go up?

The woman shouted anxiously, "You people, isn't Zhize good to you usually? You act so brave when you bully others, but now that you've been hit a couple of times, you're like cowards hiding in the ground."

A few minutes later, the wailing from inside the toilet finally stopped.

The man returned to normal and knelt down before Jiang Jiu.

"Greetings, Master."

"Hmm, very good." Jiang Jiu looked at the man with satisfaction: "Now go outside and take a look in the sunlight."

"Remember, you are not allowed to call me master when others are around, and you are not allowed to call me master if there is any surveillance. You must call me boss."

"Yes, Master," the man replied.

"What's your name?" Jiang Jiu asked.

Man: "I'm sorry, master, I forgot."

"Forgot?" Jiang Jiu asked, "You've forgotten everything that happened before?"

The man said, "Master, wasn't I just born now?"

Jiang Jiu nodded: "Alright, it seems that my blood and Muzan's blood are not that different in effect."

Then he said, "From now on, you are not allowed to kill or hurt anyone. If you need to drink blood, go to the black market to buy it."

Then he chuckled evilly: "If you really can't control the urge to kill... you can do whatever you want with criminals, but it's best to kill foreigners."

"Someone will be coming in soon. You need to cooperate with them and, most importantly, don't reveal your identity, understand?"

The man lowered his head as far as he could: "Yes, I understand."

Then he added, "Master, I humbly request that you bestow upon me a name."

Jiang Jiu glanced at him and said, "Go ask the people who came in after you. Whatever their name is, that's your name."

"Yes, Master."

Jiang Jiu opened the window and said before leaving, "Come see me here tonight, just you alone."

"Yes……"

After Jiang was rescued, the toilet door was forcibly broken open, and everyone gathered around, showering the man with concern.

Ever since the man crashed into her, Jiang Jiu had a plan in mind.

He no longer needs to go to places like Taiwan to deal with those extremely troublesome things.

Although those people caused trouble, they weren't like the brainless rich kids in urban novels who mindlessly call the police and do things that ruin their parents' lives.

Therefore, Jiang Jiu did not encounter any trouble.

He arrived at his relatives' house and stared at their house for a very long time.

This is his cousin's house.

A short while later, a beautifully dressed young woman, arm in arm with a young man, walked home together.

Jiang Jiu slightly altered his appearance, looking about three-tenths like his former self, and then smiled coldly at the woman.

The woman was his former cousin, and he didn't recognize the man. Judging from their appearance, she was undoubtedly his boyfriend or husband.

The woman glanced at Jiang Jiu casually, then turned her head away and ignored him.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she turned her head back with a shocked expression.

Jiang Jiu had already left and was nowhere to be seen.

The woman's legs immediately began to tremble.

"Tianchen, did you see someone just now?" the woman asked, her voice trembling.

"What? There's no one here." Tianchen looked around but didn't find anything strange.

"I think I saw my cousin," the woman said tremblingly.

"My silly little Zhenzhen, what nonsense are you talking about?" Tianchen laughed. "Have you been under too much pressure and too tired lately?"

"Perhaps... is that so?" Zhenzhen said with some doubt.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Jiu brought this face to his aunt's house.

There is someone in his family; it's his aunt.

Jiang Jiu stood on a tree in the residential area, facing the window.

He has two cousins ​​and one aunt.