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Chapter 205 Kid, have you seen my lungs?(4/4)

Then look sideways.

Shen Jian had already laughed strangely, "No need to explain, my Li Gui identity has been exposed. If I keep you, there will only be one more person who knows my identity. Only if you die will my secrets not be revealed..."

"Of course, I entered and exited seven times and fought my way through a street. These marks are the traces I left behind when I was fighting."

But soon.

You can only hide in the dark.

Become more proactive.

Shen Jian began to look at the little boy in turn, his eyes becoming more and more dangerous.

The words were not spoken yet.

The six infinite... ghost eyes on the back of the hand light up at the same time.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

This moment.

What kind of bad fate had he cultivated in his life to meet such an unreasonable bastard?

And looked at him with a malicious look, like a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in the throat, a hoarse voice said sharply: "Stop pretending, human being, since you dare to steal from my house, you should bear the consequences of doing so and kill me." You, our old Su family will accept the first place in this hunting competition."

A moment of silence for the evil spirits inside.

There seemed to be a sense of fragmentation in the whole room.

He had imagined countless possibilities - beheading him with a knife; having a life-saving tool and barely surviving, and then stabbing him again; using a life-saving tool, and then kneeling down to beg for mercy, begging him to accept him as a ghost servant.

Even if a red-clad evil spirit comes face to face, he will not hesitate to stand in front of others and face the most terrifying attack from the evil spirit.

Deaf-mute ghost:???

His steps faltered.

The mourning stick hit him hard.

"Um?"

The little boy stood there, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

His eyes were bloody and bloody, the sides of his head were empty, and his ears had been cut off.

So how bad can his grandfather be?

He is definitely a red-coated level ghost.

Several people opened their mouths.

A little boy is already a red-clad fierce ghost.

But it was worth it if I could kill this human being.

That is to say, we must never lose our dominance.

The deaf-mute ghost kept shouting.

"Kid, do you have lungs? My lungs are gone."

However, when he asked if the other party had the ability to suppress the red-coated level ghosts on his own, the city manager told him that unless he inherited a ghost king-level supernatural power, no matter how powerful a four-star player was, he could only compete. , and could not suppress it, let alone imprison it or even completely make the evil spirit die.

"But fortunately, the man in black seems to be here to steal the tribute food, and your home remains as it is."



These are all his.

Everyone watched.

Shen Jian's anti-customer behavior is quite confusing.

He is strong and takes the lead.

You said all my words, what did I say?

Think about it.

Old ghost:......

His hand had already been placed on the deaf-mute ghost's vague shoulder, and his tone was faint: "Do you want to stab me again to verify this possibility?"

Cooperating: "Oh, an ordinary ghost weapon also wants to kill me?"

If this group of people could enter and leave the ghost town seven times, he would be suspicious of this ghost town and that ghost town.

Shen Jian kicked him viciously.

Taking the ghost knife, he walked outside.

Ghost Aunt's information is wrong.

The other party didn't want to cause trouble for her husband, but for the whole village.
Chapter completed!
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