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"We still know too little about this world, Amitabha."

For a while, Yan Zhu sighed and said with a sigh.

Although the three of them were shocked very strongly, it was not simply because of Oz's terribleness. After all, the huge size did not mean that they were strong in combat.

The reason they were truly shocked was that the other party was actually a human being.

Or a special human being.

Demon clan?

"After all, there is even such a thing as Xuguierya's Cup, which is so strange."

Weir looked at them strangely.

It is really strange to be able to accept the cup of Xuguia as a divine weapon, but not to accept a demon.

After all, from the perspective of mystery level, Xuguia's Cup is much higher than Demon Oz.

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Chanel thought for a while, and for a while, he felt that Vail's words were very reasonable, and he was somewhat powerless to refute it.

After all, even foreknowledge and curse exist, ghosts also exist real, and there are other special beings, what is strange.

I have to say that the swordsmen of the ghost killing team have a receptive ability that is different from ordinary people. Apart from the initial shock, they soon adapted to the existence of Oz.

Even Yanzhu became a good friend with Oz. He couldn't see things, but his heart was full of kindness, and he could fully understand the words that Oz's inflexible mind wanted to express.

After that, Yanzhu Purgatory Xiang 247 Shou Lang and Butterfly Chana Hui also challenged the second chapter of Zhangmo many times. The facts proved that even if Zhangmo did not have the will to fight, his strength was stronger than they thought.

Well did not hide them from this. This was because the research institute injected Tong Mo with a special medicine, and the reason given was to study the existence of ghosts.

In fact, what Weier didn't say was that what he wanted to study was the medicine that turned people into ghosts.

Because at the beginning, this medicine didn't turn people into cannibals.

Instead, he wanted to turn a man into a perfect potion for a perfect creature, but because Wu Miu killed the legendary Yakushi ahead of time, he only ate half of the potion.

This made him upgraded to a ghost.

What Wil wanted was the original perfect potion, and it wasn't the kind of perfect potion that needed a specific rare medicinal material, Cyan Bianhua.

After all, Wu miserable has searched for a thousand years, but he hasn't found the blue flower of the other shore.

So even if the original perfect potion was restored, it would be difficult for Wil to produce it, let alone mass production.

Imagine that in the entire world at the moment, maybe there is only one cyan Benedict, which can only produce a perfect potion (bffi), which shows how high the bloodline level of this potion achievement is.

Yoshihara in the range of Tokyo.

There is the famous Yoshihara Flower Street.

This is a mixed place, casinos, custom shops, loan sharks, contraband, and black markets.

Everything that can be imagined exists here for a long time.

The burly man with a stick and knife walked into the flower street step by step on the wooden clogs, and immediately received attention from all sides.

As a blind man, walking into such a mixed place, he will naturally receive a lot of views.

Although the three-meter-high abnormal body shape discouraged some people, some people still took risks because of greed.

A boy with his head down pretended not to care, and walked past Fujitora.

Fujitora smiled and paused, then raised her hand and grabbed the arm of the boy who wanted to put her hand in her pocket.

"Old man", but a very poor man.

The youth's complexion changed, and then he ran away without hesitation, and disappeared after a swift of smoke.

Fujitora sighed, and the white pupils were full of depth, and he sensed that there was a serious sin here.

Although it was much better compared to the Crimson Star that he had been to in the past, compared to the Pirate World where he came from, the darkness here is not much better.

"Blind man, hand over all your money! Otherwise don't blame us for being impolite!"

At this time, a voice interrupted Fujitora's thinking.

He didn't know when he was surrounded by a group of hideous men, who seemed to be idlers.

Fujitora smiled and looked at them, then lifted the staff slightly.

After a while, a group of people lay on the ground stumblingly, tumbling grinning and trying to relieve the pain.

Naturally, Fujitora will not be polite to these gangsters who block the road and rob.

It was just a short period of time that he encountered theft, robbery, and robbery, and it also made him more aware of what the Yoshihara Flower Street is.

Then after a few grand turns, he sneaked into a casino on the flower street.

Although I came here because I was looking for information about ghosts, it was indeed for this reason that I took the initiative to invite Ying to come.

Yoshihara Flower Street is the largest casino gathering place in Tokyo.

Fujitora is truly a gambler.

The sound in the casino was noisy, the dice kept spinning, and people cheered or howled in pain.

At this time, a red-eyed couple shouted loudly.

"We have to bet!"

Among them, the man who was the husband patted the table and yelled unconvincedly.

"As long as the last time, I will be able to win all the money back!"

The wife also yelled madly on the side.

"Yes! Just do it again!"

The dealer and the people around sneered.

"You said the same before, but didn't you all lose?"

"It's not the same! This time it's different!" the two couples shouted.

"What about the money? Do you still have money?" the dealer asked.

The man's complexion turned red and white, and finally he gave his wife a harsh look and said.

"Put our last money on!"

The wife seemed to hesitate for a moment, then she shuddered as she watched her husband's fierce gaze and nodded.

"Okay, I'll get it now.

She squeezed out of the crowd, and then quickly walked out of the casino, and returned shortly afterwards, with an expressionless and delicate little girl beside her.

There is some mud on his face, but it can also be seen as a beauty.

"This is my daughter! With her qualifications, five hundred taels!"

Five hundred taels is not about weight, but the value of a paper currency, which is roughly equivalent to a golden bean.

"Are you crazy? There are such children everywhere," the dealer immediately sneered, "up to two hundred taels, do you gamble or not.

The girl seemed to be treated as a cargo, and was criticized without dignity by the surrounding spectators.

"It looks pretty good. You can make a lot of money by selling it to a custom shop in the future, but it's a pity that you are too young."

"She needs a lot of money just to raise her, and I don't know if she is sick."

"Looks so thin, if you die, you will lose money."

"But there are special guys who like this. If you find them, you can sell them at least five hundred taels."

The girl seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old. Even if she was talked about in this way, she stood there without any response, without the slightest fluctuation on her face.

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