So when Lin Fan sensed the presence of barnacles around him, he knew that they had come to his doorstep.
The barnacle came in front of him, and with a sizzling sound, it transformed into a huge body. It looked at Lin Fan at eye level and stared at him for a long time.
"You contracted to destroy the city."
"Where's the arm?"
Judging from the voice, it’s not the old man in black robe.
Moreover, this first sentence does not sound like the younger brother of the black-robed old man who tipped off the old man.
In that case, either the other person has arms, or there is no need to pay attention to him.
"It's in my hands, but if you want it, you have to do something for me."
Bang--
A circle of black shadows formed under Barnacle's feet, and countless shadow hands stretched out and pinched hard, and the lower body disappeared directly.
"Even if you kill me, you may not get my arm!"
Barnacle was confused. Logically speaking, humans would not be like ghosts, fighting and killing at every turn. They are reasonable.
Why doesn't this guy in front of me play by the rules?
Not necessarily?
In other words, it’s not 100% impossible.
Lin Fan understood a little and shouted into his body:
"Don't play dead, come out."
It was Ghost who was shouting.
"Fuck! Don't talk to me yet!"
The ghostly figure was eerily silent.
Of course, it is not anger, but immersion.
Just now, after entering the mirror, it felt that it could do anything.
Kill whoever you want and do whatever you want.
As long as someone is stared at, the other party can only run away in panic.
During this process, it killed Lin Fan many times.
Of course, I didn't want to kill him, I just couldn't help but look at him again in the crowd.
You know, it's a feeling.
So it feels like it has been elevated, which is great.
"Scumbag, can you let me experience it again..."
"Shut up, come out quickly, and break it off bit by bit."
“…”
Guiying finally reacted and now it was time to get down to business.
So, he slowly crawled out of Lin Fan's body.
Barnacles gradually lose their expression.
"Shall we...discuss this further?"
Snap——
The pitchers of barnacles, crushed into powder.
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