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Chapter 3: Fake Passwords(2/2)

The snake demon looked at Powell with fear on his face. When the three of them besieged him, although Powell also showed great strength, the snake demon was confident that even if he couldn't defeat him, he could still run away.

But now it was his turn to face Powell alone, and he realized the terror of Powell. It was a crushing power. Not to mention hurting Powell, he couldn't even escape.

In just a short period of time, the snake demon has been defeated more than ten times, and its recovery ability has been greatly restricted.

Powell looked at the snake demon and said disdainfully: "Although your power is miraculous, the price is too high. Mustache also gave up looking for magic and witchcraft for various reasons. Only the perfect transformation of people can achieve eternal life."

The snake demon looked at Powell who was not far away, with a look of horror on his face, and thought bitterly in his heart: "I knew Lei Yaoyang would not be so kind and asked me to open the door of the treasure house. It turns out that the password is fake."

Just now, after Lei Yaoyang and Adolf led Powell away, the snake demon took the opportunity to come to the door of the treasure house.

The snake demon inserted the key into the keyhole, kept twisting the key, and watched the keys enter the keyhole one by one. The door's mechanisms were opened one after another, and the snake demon's face was full of excitement.

When the snake demon twisted the last key, a combination lock appeared in front of him.

The snake demon entered the password as Lei Yaoyang said.

However, just after the last password was entered, a creepy feeling enveloped the snake demon's body.

"Not good!" This was the only thought in the snake demon's mind.

Suddenly, countless gun barrels appeared from around the gate and shot out.

"Da da da!"

The bullets that were denser than raindrops almost beat the snake demon into a sieve, and then Powell arrived. What followed was a beating, a beating, a beating.
Chapter completed!
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