The voice was abruptly cut off again, as if a motorcycle was sputtering in his throat, hacking and choking endlessly.
The ordinary people's jaws had already dropped. They watched, wide-eyed, as Su Nian forcibly shoved the brick into the ghost's mouth.
The Evil Ghost's mouth was stretched out of shape, but Su Nian still managed to cram the brick down into it.
Su Nian patted its face in disgust. 'It's still somewhat elastic. Otherwise, it would have been a bit harder to stuff a brick like that inside.'
The Evil Ghost was dumbfounded. It wanted to say something, but only sputtering sounds came from its throat.
Su Nian then looked at the other two ghosts, who were enthusiastically standing at military attention.
They were staring straight ahead, their postures perfectly straight.
'They're certainly taking it seriously.'
The other employees couldn't bear to watch anymore. The ghosts were still just as terrifying, but now, more than anything, they just seemed pathetic.
