Ryan struggled to drag his body out of the shadow quagmire. The fire covered his whole body and dispersed the shadows. He leaned against the wall exhausted, gasping weakly.
The black woman looked even more miserable at this time. All her clothes were burned, even her dreadlocks were burned. The explosion made her dark skin bleed, and it looked like there was not a single piece of good flesh on it.
It seems that the female black ghost is at a greater disadvantage. After all, fire has a restraining effect on shadows, which Fang Ming has experimented with on Sha.
But both sides obviously had no intention of continuing the fight. Ryan cautiously backed away slowly, holding onto the wall, while the black man simply turned into a shadow and escaped.
Fang Ming patted the gray-robed man on the shoulder and said, "The entertainment time is over, it's time to get to work. You'd better control your impulse and follow the others to find the remains of the shadow. It doesn't matter if you kill the entire gang."
Sha stretched out her jade hand to touch her face, and said in a pretentious tone, "Aren't you afraid of me showing up? If I follow and see the Shadow Lord's head there, I'll be finished!"
"That's a pity."
"When they catch me, I'll be locked up in a dungeon, tortured day and night..."
Fang Ming smiled and said, "Go away."
The gray-robed man turned into a beam of light and followed the trail of the black woman.
The only people left in the room were Fang Ming, the woman lying on the ground, and a corpse lying on the ground.
"Get up, since you are not dead, let's talk."
The woman staggered to her feet, her face full of confusion and fear of having escaped death, and she looked at Fang Ming with some fear.
"Go get me a glass of water." The man leaned against the window, looking at the scenery in the distance, and casually ordered.
After a while, a trembling hand handed over the cup of water. Fang Ming glanced sideways and saw that the blood-stained apron had been taken off, but the flaxen hair was still stained with blood. Her face was covered with tear marks and she looked in a miserable state.
"What's your name?"
"Desiree."
"Mrs. Daisy..." Fang Ming took a sip of water, "Does Fang Hong know her?"
Daisy was stunned and looked up at Fang Ming in disbelief. She felt that the man's facial features looked familiar.
Fang Ming smiled and said, "Whether you can leave this room or not depends on what you say next."
Daisy was a little dazed, but in order to survive, she had to force herself to start remembering.
"Fang Hong... a girl from the East who came here to study. She is a well-behaved, intelligent, hardworking and studious child."
"We met on an Internet software in the East, it seems... 㳍 is Xiaohongshu?"
"She told me that she lost her father when she was young, but she worked part-time to pay for her studies and tried hard to prove that she was not worse than others."
"At that time, she was worried about her poor grades and that she would not be able to get into a good university. I comforted her and said that if she had the opportunity, she could study abroad. The International College in Joensuu is world-famous..."
"Later, she worked hard and earned hundreds of thousands of yuan, so I invited her to study abroad here. She lived with me for a while, but we lost contact after school started."
Daisy tried to describe the whole process of the affair, looking at the man in front of her with some uneasiness.
Fang Ming smiled and put his hand on her shoulder, but his face was a little grim. "Dear Madam, please tell me, how can I work and study to earn hundreds of thousands of dollars for studying abroad?"
"Of course it is..." Fang Ming's hand gradually withdrew, and Daisy groaned in pain, "Of course it is because she has a stupid brother who foolishly lent her a sum of money and watched her run away."
"You know, during that time, my lovely sister kept saying that she met a good and caring sister online, who understood her so well and was not like me, a bumpkin."
Fang Ming reached out his hand and stroked Daisy's trembling face. "Do you really think that it was just your bad luck that you ran into us today?"
A tall figure walked in from outside the door. Naf stared at Daisy with her cold vertical pupils and bowed respectfully to Fang Ming.
"My Lord, she still has the scent of your people on her."
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