In the next second, a strong smell of sulfur overpowered the scent of cheap alcohol in the bar.
"Sizzle!"
The Thug holding the knife handle suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm, as if he were grasping a red-hot iron.
"Ah! Fuck!"
The Thug screamed and instinctively let go, staring in horror at a row of blisters that had instantly formed on his palm: "What the hell?!"
The folding knife stuck in the man's stomach was now turning red at a visible speed, finally dripping onto the floor like wax oil.
The man's helpless and weary human face began to peel away like burning paper.
Flesh boiled and evaporated in the high heat, revealing what lay beneath the skin—a white and terrifying—
Skeleton.
"Roar—!!!"
In an instant, flames shot up, igniting the ceiling.
The Ghost Rider has descended!
Dudu-da dudu-da
Before the Thug who stabbed him could even scream, he was lifted up by a burning skeletal hand.
"Look into my eyes!"
The Ghost Rider choked the man, and the fire deep within his eye sockets suddenly surged, forcibly occupying the Thug's entire field of vision.
After a brief scrutiny, the Ghost Rider raised a bony finger and pointed at him—
"You... are guilty!"
Those pointed at are all given over to—
Following that, amidst the Thug's miserable screams, his eyes were actually burned into two lumps of charcoal.
Then, the Karmic Fire ignited by sin exploded from within him, burning him into a smoking skeleton.
"Monster! Run!!"
The remaining two Thugs were scared out of their wits. Dropping their knives, they scrambled and fled toward the door in a frenzy.
The Ghost Rider did not give chase.
He simply stood there. His originally worn leather jacket had now transformed into a battle suit covered in spikes.
He slowly raised his hand, and at some point, a burning iron chain appeared in his palm.
Clang—!
The chain carrying Hellfire shot out like a venomous snake from its burrow, extending several meters in an instant, accurately wrapping around the ankles of the two Thugs who had just reached the door.
"Come back."
The Ghost Rider let out a low growl and gave a sudden yank.
The two were dragged back into the sea of fire, screaming.
Tension!
After a burst of hair-raising sizzling sounds, the bar returned to a dead silence.
Only three piles of human-shaped black ash remained on the floor.
The Ghost Rider turned around, the Hellfire dancing in his hollow eye sockets as he looked at the waitress still slumped on the ground.
He didn't move, just stood there quietly.
What was he expecting? A thank you? Or a grateful look?
However.
"Mon... Monster!!" the girl screamed, scrambling backward with hands and feet. The fear in her eyes was even stronger than when she faced the three Thugs earlier.
She grabbed a wine bottle near her hand and pointed it at the Ghost Rider as if to ward off a demon.
"Don't kill me! Please..."
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