Chapter 649: This game can be decompressed.
Wennie was feeling very wronged. "Why doesn't she come to visit me? Even if she doesn't burn paper money or kowtow, she could at least come to the grave and say a few words to me. That would comfort me! It's not just her, even if my daughter comes to say a few words to me, it would be nice. At least I would have family members looking out for me, and those ghosts wouldn't dare to bully me..."
The pilot sighed deeply and said, "Old lady, don't blame your descendants. Many living people believe that once a person dies, they are truly gone, and there's no such thing as ghosts or gods. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I wouldn't believe that people can continue to live in other places after death! By the way, the King of Hell has great powers. He can reincarnate people. Why don't you seek his help?"
Wennie shook her head and sighed. "I'm not willing to do that. I was killed by my great-granddaughter, and I want to seek revenge in the mortal world. The King of Hell said that my lifespan has come to an end and asked me to reincarnate, but I didn't agree. Because I didn't obey his arrangements, I was sent here. Those who have the ability can apprentice themselves and learn magic to take revenge, but those who don't, like me..."
The white-haired man continued to be whipped by Alexander, wailing nonstop.
"Oh great spirit, aren't you tired? Take a break and spare me, please. I promise I won't bully your ancestors again!"
"I'm not tired, but I wouldn't mind taking a break!" Alexander handed the whip to the pilot. "Come here, have some fun. This game can be quite relieving..."
"Oh, okay!" The pilot happily took the whip and mercilessly whipped the white-haired man.
"Ah - spare me - ah -"
Well, this game truly is decompressing!
The pilot was extremely excited and increased the intensity of the whipping.
Hearing the white-haired man's painful screams, Wennie was very satisfied with the pilot. "Young man, you're doing well. Keep it up..."
The pilot's movements suddenly stiffened...
He couldn't help but think of what the old man from the Ashford family had said: "Young man, you're doing well. I have high hopes for you."
He wondered what stroke of luck he had had recently to be constantly praised by the ghosts from the underworld.
The pilot wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to whip fiercely.
Meanwhile, a family of three nearby engaged in a warm conversation.
"Old lady, my name is Alexander, and my wife is Ivy. From now on, we'll protect you properly. With us around, no one dares to bully you."
"Alexander, Ivy, you two are really kind. Excellent match, I must say. By the way, how long have you been married? Do you have any children?"
"We do, we already have 18 children!" Alexander pointed to Ivy's belly. "And there are still 18 more here. My wife is exceptionally fertile!"
"Alexander, what are you saying?" Ivy blushed.
"It's great that she can bear children. It's a blessing!" Wennie wiped away her tears. "I never expected my descendants to be so capable. Ivy, you are a great contributor to the Lewis family and the Baldwin family!"
Alexander and Ivy both smiled happily as Wennie praised them.
The person felt sweet in their heart when praised.
Little did they know that the old lady added another sentence, "It's a pity that the child is neither surnamed Baldwin nor Lewis."
Alexander, ".."
Ivy, ".."
Alexander realized it was getting late and wanted to return quickly. He hurriedly asked Wennie, "Old lady, do you have any thoughts now? No matter what you want to do, we will try our best to help you achieve it!"
After all, he and Ivy were unstoppable!
"Alexander, Ivy, the old lady now has no other thoughts, just wants to seek revenge for herself."
Wennie said with a look of hatred, "That inhuman great granddaughter Fiona, that Foster girl pushed me into the water from the sky, causing me to suffer so much in the underworld. I must let her taste the same bitterness."
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