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Chapter 63: Lord Without Misery! Danger!

"Dangdangdangdang--

I don’t know how many times it has been handed over.

Between the knife and the sickle, between Chana and Taro, a splendid spark exploded.

Chanahui lifted his foot forward and stepped forward, forcibly slashing the Sunwheel Sword across the body. With the momentum of this slash, he forced the prostitute Taro to withdraw from a few meters away.

Weier didn't expect to encounter the whore Taro in this place, maybe it was related to Fallen Ji, recalling the way the other person looked at him, he was really sorry.

"you go first."

Chanahui said without looking back.

Then he continued to attack the whore Taro who had come over. Although Chanel was not weak, the strength of the whore Taro was also amazing.

Weier understands that Chanel will never lose easily. She is not what she used to be compared to a few years ago. She can't kill the opponent but it is not difficult to block the opponent.

So Wil's eyes flashed slightly, and he turned away without saying a word, aiming at the direction of Yoshihara Flower Street.

"Did you give up? It's sad hahaha.

The prostitute Taro smiled sarcastically and tried to disrupt Chana's offensive.

But Chanel didn't see it at all, and didn't care what the prostitute Taro said.

Ji 15 Yuanhua Street.

At this time, there were no pedestrians on the street because it was too late.

Weir's footsteps were very urgent, but every step seemed very heavy. He crossed the wind, the nightmare, and the illusory neon.

The face of the sword faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, calmly let passers-by who occasionally pass by around saw it, and they all faintly avoided.

Weir walked into the flowered building with familiarity, and then he saw a few corpses just as he entered, including the figure of his mother Sang.

He stopped and stared at the corpse on the ground. Just a few hours ago in the daytime, the mother Sang had talked to him, but at this time he could only lie on the ground as a corpse.

Weir silently pushed open several doors, and finally came to Fallen Ji's room.

In the room at this time, Fallen Ji was sitting on the couch with a chair in front of him. In front of the chair was a cup of semi-hot coffee that shouldn't be here.

Weir stepped forward and sat on a chair, then held up a cup of coffee, looking at Fallen Ji from this angle, somewhat condescending.

Fallen Ji saw the sudden appearance of Weier, but she was a little different, and then the other party sat in the opposite chair grandiosely, and could still make the cup of coffee.

She immediately stood up, showing an indifferent gaze she had never had before, as if she was about to kill Weier immediately and dismember her body several times before the hatred could be resolved.

"That's not where you can sit.

She stared at Will word by word.

Weir didn't answer her face-to-face, but gently poured coffee in front of her, looking at the splashing liquid, Bishan's eyes were thinking about something.

After all, "Is it still too late?"

There is no doubt that not long ago, a man who likes to drink coffee and does not like to sit on his knees appeared here.

The image of the man immediately became full in Weier's mind, wearing a magnificent white suit and a western hat, drinking coffee and talking with Fallen Ji.

Then he left after giving a certain order.

This order must include the one to kill Vail, the man who has been pestering the Fallen Ji recently and has a deep entanglement with the ghost killing team.

As long as it feels wrong, kill it-this way of acting, there is only one person in this world.

Ghost dance has never been miserable!

His appearance made it impossible for the prostitute Taro brothers and sisters who seemed to be able to play with Weir at all.

Let the two siblings' recent conservative achievements be completely invalidated, and put their lives and deaths in danger.

The false decoration was opened without warning, and it was completely exposed in front of Weier, and it might even be exposed in front of the entire black snow collar.

Only this crumb boss!

In other words, the ghost who has been restrained all the time has turned his face suddenly because of what?

Weir is only thinking about this problem now.

Even the wind appeared in this city, but few residents were killed by ghosts.

Is it because of Gui Wu's order from Wu Miere, that is absolutely impossible.

This is because the ghosts choose a kind of deep lurking by themselves in order to complete the order of ghost dance without misery.

At that time, Wil also couldn't confirm whether Ghost Dance made All Misery in the Black Snow Collar.

But now he can be sure.

Ghost dance has never been miserable--coming.

This unscrupulous style is almost an order to treat subordinates as cannon fodder.

All the efforts under his hand are overthrown by preference. Isn't this the truth of his cruelty to the boss?

In other words, from today onwards, the ghosts hidden in the black snow collar will be completely rioted, appearing violently as a ghost dance club with no miserable liking.

Even if the loss is extremely heavy, it doesn't matter.

So Wil opened his eyes faintly and saw Fallen Ji with a surprised and frightened face.

At this moment, her neck was being clasped by Will, and then she lifted it easily in the air.

Fallen Ji tried to break free, but only her slender neck, who was grasped by this ordinary-looking palm of her hand, understood that this was a terrifying existence with tremendous power.

The feeling of being unable to be shaken is completely transmitted to the nerves and body reactions through physical contact.

It's like being born on the neck, and you can get rid of it only by cutting off the neck together.

Falling Ji can't imagine that even if she dreams of 260, this man is far from being as simple as what she sees on the surface.

"Who are you!

She asked suffocatingly.

At this time, Wil's temperament for disguising completely faded away, and those dark and faint eyes fixed on Fallen Ji's eyes.

The whole person slowly stood up, and his courage continued to grow. He put his cheek close to the opponent, and then said with a smile.

"Aren't you looking for me all the time.

It was at this moment that in Fallen Ji's sight, Wil's face completely matched the image of Lord Black Snow in the portrait she had seen before!

Her eyes widened in shock, it was hard to believe that the man they wanted to kill with all their energy had been by her side all the time.

And with a method that almost made her feel cold, like Lion Majesty hiding in the dark, she constantly probed her own intelligence, even--

I've grabbed the corner of Master Wu Mi's clothes!

She remembered the posture of Vail just after he appeared and the phrase'coming late.

Everything will be understood.

The other party had known her identity a long time ago, only through her trying to find the ghost dance, Wu Miu!

Obviously only a human being-Fallen Ji looked at Weier's smiling face and felt extremely terrible.

Master Wu miserable!!,

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