If it were a normal person... or a normal ghost, they would have already decided to endure it for the time being, adhering to the principle that a wise man doesn't fight a losing battle.
Even if they were resentful, they would wait until the ghost messengers left before retaliating against Zhao Youliang.
But a madman is a madman; not only did he not stop lunging at Zhao Youliang, he also started cursing at him.
"Who asked you to plead for me! You're just crocodile tears!"
“You officials are all two-faced, saying one thing to people and another behind their backs!”
"Don't think I'm unaware of your despicable intentions!"
"Even if it costs me my life, I will kill you today and win my brother Huang Yu's freedom!"
After speaking, he used some secret technique, and under the suppression of the shackles, he actually conjured a large hand shrouded in black mist, which went straight for Zhao Youliang's neck.
Because it happened so suddenly, even the two ghost messengers didn't have time to react before Zhao Youliang was lifted into the air by a large hand.
I'll smash you to death!
With a roar, the madman slammed Zhao Youliang to the ground like an adult throwing a toad.
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On the other side, inside the paper-making shop:
The two shamanic masters, who had completely suppressed their anger and were just waiting to confront the zombie, were now sitting at the table, raising their glasses in a toast.
Xiong Ba and several evil immortals stood behind them, carefully serving them.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it's already midnight.
Inside the paper-making shop, where no incense offerings had been received, a howling, eerie wind suddenly swept through.
The wind made the old-fashioned light bulbs sway, and the doors and windows rattle loudly...
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