Chapter 187: Aren't The Senior Brothers Capable?

The entity known as the Hanged Ghost by Gao Sishu was approaching leisurely in the air above, moving not swiftly but with an inexplicable sense of eeriness.

One could see that its eyeballs were bulging almost to the point of falling out, riddled with holes and veins, while its mouth hung slightly open, a blood-red tongue dangling onto its chest.

Beneath it, its feet did not hang naturally but were instead extended out horizontally.

There were clear marks of strangulation around its neck, yet the rope was not around its neck but held in its hands. As it drew closer, the bulging eyes stared directly at Gao Sishu, and the rope in its hands descended, aiming for Gao Sishu's neck.

The rope appeared to be of ordinary length, but from such a height, it should have been impossible to reach.

Gao Sishu's body tensed as he watched the rope fall, ready to flee.