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No matter how hard the Demon Swordsman tried, this ghost-headed sword, which had long been in harmony with him, remained motionless.

There is no tacit understanding or feedback at all.

"Hahaha

The knife demon laughed awkwardly, "Brother Wu is really good at it, so this is the end of today's competition, I still have a small knife.

For some private matters, another day, another day, it is decided to come to the door and have a drink with my brother. "

"Farewell!"

Just when the sword demon shrank his neck and was about to leave in despair, he pulled the big sword in his hand, and found that the blade was still motionless, without raising his eyebrows, and his eyes became more and more interesting.

"Guck." The sword demon swallowed, "Since Brother Wu has taken a fancy to this knife, then give it to the brother to play with, you're welcome, we are all brothers, I heard that you took the presiding judge that dog day. It's really heartwarming to be slaughtered!"

"I also have a grudge with the night watchman, a deadly grudge, so it is said that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, and you and I are more like brothers. It is like old friends. The treasured sword is given to the hero, take it and take it, don't be polite to me!" : "The knife is going, don't give it away if you don't have a brother, stay, and stay!"

This time, I found that there was nothing to stop me, and the sword demon turned around and left. After turning a corner and turning into a corner, he even raised his legs and ran, scolding in his heart as he ran, "The singer, this bastard, will fool people and harm people. I have lost all the treasured swords, **** it, if the magician and puppet masters know about this, don't laugh at it for the rest of your life!"

But soon he no longer had this concern, because he found that this alley seemed to be endless. After running for so long, he was still surrounded by familiar sights, as if he had just come here not long ago.

Fear instantly took over his heart, he slowly turned his neck slowly, the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped, he saw Wu standing not far behind him, about 10 meters away from him.

His ghost-headed sword was thrown on the ground, Wu was still in the same posture as before, tilted his head and looked at him with a half-smile, holding the scabbard in his left hand, stretched out his right hand to him, beckoned, and asked him to come over.

"Whoa."

"Whoa whoa whoa.

At night, Jiang Cheng was awakened by a strange noise. He slept lightly, slowly left the mattress, and walked out of the bedroom, only to find the fat man wrapped tightly in the quilt and sleeping soundly.

The strange sound came from downstairs.

He patted the fat man lightly and motioned for him to keep quiet.

Fortunately, Fatty is someone who has seen strong winds and waves. He is no longer the Fatty he was before, and he soon wakes up.

Jiang Cheng found a bat in his hand, and the fat man picked up the folding chair placed in the corner of the wall.

The sound came from the direction of the kitchen. It seemed that someone was turning things in the kitchen and then bumped into the plastic bag, causing a "crashing" sound.

But... who would sneak into their kitchen in the middle of the night?

Even if you want to steal something, someone's valuable things won't be put in the kitchen.

"Doctor." Fatty pouted at Jiang Cheng, his expression a little nervous: "Could it be someone sent by the night watchman, they knew they couldn't beat us head on, so they sent someone to the kitchen to poison us, trying to find a chance to poison us. ?"

Fatty's brain circuits were always clear, and when he heard Fatty say this, Jiang Cheng was relieved. This Fatty was real, and he must not have been transferred.

After realizing that the doctor ignored him, the fat man kept his mouth shut.

At this moment, the people in the kitchen also seemed to notice someone outside, so the sound of flipping disappeared.

Jiang Cheng frowned, as if he suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at his shadow.

Shadow is gone.

"No?" Jiang Cheng asked in a low voice, "Is that you?"

There was silence inside.

Jiang Cheng and Fatty walked up and found that there was no one inside, but a cabinet on the edge of the kitchen was opened, and the contents were turned over in a mess.

It's all the garbage bags left over by some fat people when they buy things.

At this moment, on the wall, a wobbly shadow appeared.

The fat man looked at the shadow, then looked at the messy garbage bags that had been turned over, "I said no brothers, what do you mean by turning over the garbage bags at night?" The fat man felt a little distressed: "If you are hungry, I can get up and make you something to eat. Yes, we won't rummage through the garbage to find food, don't look at the doctor and always cry poor, he still has a lot of money left by selling himself!"

Wu on the wall seemed a little embarrassed and didn't speak. Instead, there was a line of blood on the wall: "I need garbage bags, I need to put garbage." After a while, he seemed to be worried that his expression was unclear, and then added Dao: "Large garbage bag.

"What kind of **** are you putting on?" Jiang Cheng and Fatty suddenly had an ominous premonition.

No words this time

Jiang Cheng thought about it and asked in a different way, "How big is the garbage you want to pack?"

The shadow on the wall raised his hand, probably compared to the height of Xiajiang City, then thought for a moment, then raised it upwards.

"1.9 meters?" Jiang Cheng seemed to ask casually.

Shadow nodded subconsciously.

Fatty: "??! What **** is 1 meter 9"

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and he probably knew what he knew. It seemed that Wu had just killed a guy who was 1.9 meters tall. He was worried about causing trouble for them. Now the world is looking for garbage bags!

"Where is that garbage now?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Wu stretched out his hand and pointed to the alley behind the studio.

I know that everyone is a troublemaker. Eighty percent of this 1.9-meter-large piece of junk came over to ask for trouble tonight. It should have been sent by the night watchman.

"Fatty, go find him some large garbage bags." Jiang Cheng patted Fatty on the shoulder. Fatty was completely stunned. He felt like he was the accomplice of the perverted murderer in the movie.

"Can

Fatty hesitated: "We don't have such a big garbage bag."

Shadow thinks for a moment~lightnovelpub.net~ Warm reminder: "Find a few more small ones."

After seeing the fat man, the whole person was not well, he shivered a few times, and said with a sad face: "No, I'll do good deeds, I'll find two big ones for you, everyone is dead, let them suffer less. .

After finding it, Fatty handed the garbage bag to Wu, and the other party disappeared.

At this time, the fat man noticed that there was an exaggerated large knife standing on the side of the refrigerator by the wall where Wu was standing just now. The large knife was more than 1 meter long. Head knife.

What's even more bizarre is that the word on the blade is crookedly engraved.

"none

Fatty leaned closer and blinked, looking back at Jiang Cheng, who was also stunned, "Why is this guy so silent?

Well, is it a pervert, interested in Wuxiong?'

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