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Chapter 219 Do I Have a Choice?

My intuition has always been very accurate, and I could vaguely feel that the middle-aged gentleman in a tuxedo was in the bedroom at this time.

I glanced around the bodies of pigs and sheep hanging on the wall, and finally set my eyes on the big bed.

He is under the bed!

"Swish swish..."

Before I could say anything, the soul-catching man around me took action.

After his arm was gently swung, the dark chains shot directly towards the big bed, instantly piercing the big bed, causing the big bed to crack.

Swish!

A figure burst out from under the cracked bed and attacked me.

I didn't dodge or avoid it, and took a step forward, and the mourning stick in my hand directly met.

"When~"

The sound of dullness as if it was hitting a bell was heard, and the mourning stick in my hand hit the naked figure directly and swung it away.

The figure had a great power, much stronger than mine, but the moment the mourning stick hit him, his power seemed to disappear, flew backwards at a faster speed, smashing hard On the wall.

Not only was the mourning stick restraining his power, but also because just when I swung the mourning stick, a faint three-color light emerged from my hand and directly penetrated into the mourning stick.

This situation even made the soul-catching around me shrink my eyes suddenly, and subconsciously moved my steps to the side, and the look of my eyes became a little strange.

I ignored the reaction and strange look of the soul-catching man, and squinted at the naked figure that I smashed onto the wall.

What is it?

The wall was cracked and sunken, and the guy who was smashed away by me was bare and without a single hair. Its body was covered with countless scars, and its body seemed to have been stitched with countless patches.

There are no organs such as eyes, nose, etc., only a bloody mouth, with sharp fangs barking, and it looks very fierce and weird.

"What is this?"

I frowned and looked at the captain beside me, and said, "Isn't the guy living in this room the middle-aged gentleman in a tuxedo?"

The soul-attractor moved away the strange look at me, stared at the fierce guy with teeth grinning, and said hoarsely and rudely: "The middle-aged gentleman you are talking about is it! It's strange, it seems to have suffered a lot of injuries. , otherwise it wouldn't be so weak!"

Upon hearing this, I was stunned.

Looking at the bare thing with grinning teeth, I couldn't think of it with the middle-aged gentleman wearing a tuxedo and looking gentle.

As for what the Soul-Seeping Envoy said was injured, it should have been affected by some influence when I used the light of the Three Lives Stone to destroy its cane?

Looking at the hideous scars on its body, a strange feeling rose in my heart.

Why did my mother use ruthless actions to cut this guy into cramps and skin and dismember him?

Is it just because this guy's bracelets can cover up a person's appearance and temperament?

Well, it shouldn't be that simple!

While my mind was thinking about it, the soul-catching man took action again. A dark chain was poked out, but it was not attacking the guy, but rolled up a dead pig hanging on the wall and threw it directly in front of the guy. .

"Put on your clothes and talk!"

The soul-catching man said frivolously: "You are so disgusting now!"

The words of the soul-catching man made me a little confused, but when I saw the next scene, I realized that I had too little knowledge!

The bare guy flashed and crawled into the pork, followed by a faint light flashing across the pork. The pork disappeared, and the middle-aged gentleman in a tuxedo appeared in front of us.

Is this what is called wearing clothes?

Damn, I really opened my eyes tonight!

The middle-aged gentleman moved his limbs, and one palm was still gray-white stone. He could move his fingers slightly, but it seemed very stiff and not flexible enough.

He looked at me with a gentle face, then looked at the expressionless soul-catching man beside me, and said softly: "If you two join forces, you can indeed kill me, but if I fight back to death, I might bring you two.

Some trouble, especially you…”

The middle-aged gentleman looked at the soul-catching man. Although he was still gentle, he said in a cold tone: "I am still a little sure of trying to get you back to a confused state!"

The soul-catching man looked at the middle-aged gentleman with a expressionless face and said in a low voice: "You used to be, you didn't dare to talk to me like this!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged gentleman responded with a smile: "You in the past would not be as willing to be someone else's lackey as you are now... Time will change a person, and people will change!"

The soul-catching man shook his head and said, "It's right for people to change, but you and I are not humans. It's a bit disgusting to say this from your mouth!"

The middle-aged gentleman no longer paid attention to the soul-catching man, turned to look at me, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and said with a sigh: "It was just a little conflict before, so it would not be too late at night.

I'm bringing this guy here to cause trouble for me? I've already said that I don't want that bracelet for the time being, just put it on your woman's side first. I won't leave the room for the time being. What else do you want

Satisfied?"

"To be honest, if you are really going to peel me off and get rid of my body like your mother, I will really fight to the death. I'm not kidding you, don't force me!"

I frowned and looked at the middle-aged gentleman and asked, "Why did my mother treat you like this back then?"

The middle-aged gentleman touched the mustache on his lips and said helplessly: "To be honest, I don't know either! Maybe it was because I was a bit arrogant at that time, or maybe it was because I did something that offended your mother,

Or maybe your mother simply dislikes me... When you meet your mother in the future, you can ask me how I offended her back then!"

When I said this, the middle-aged gentleman seemed a little helpless, which made me wonder if he was fooling me.

"Can you stay in the room honestly. Without my orders, you are not allowed to leave the room for half a step. Can you do it?"

After hearing what I said, the middle-aged gentleman looked at me, then at the soul-catching man beside me, and sighed again, "Do I have a choice?"

"You can try it!"

I responded in a low voice, and as the mourning stick in my hand gently swung, another faint three-color light flashed through it.

The middle-aged gentleman sighed and smiled again on his face and said, "Actually, I have a good temper. Others have too extreme views on me. My biggest advantage is to listen to others' advice. If you two, if nothing is wrong, I will

We're going to rest, you can leave!"


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