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Step, step, step.

With stiff steps, the white man, no, walked down the corridor of the hotel with a cold expression.

He glanced at the surrounding rooms with dull eyes, and finally the corpse's sight fell in front of a room, and he stretched out his hand to grasp the handle of the room.

Click, click.

With a distorted cracking sound, the handle of the room was destroyed, and the corpse opened the door expressionlessly and walked in.

In the room, the state when Ah Hao left was still maintained.

Zhenhun bell lay quietly on the head of the bed.

The revived corpse turned his stiff neck and scanned everything in the room with dull eyes.

Soon, the open door of the bathroom attracted the attention of the revived corpse.

Walking slowly, the corpse entered the bathroom.

Immediately, he saw the shadowy body standing motionless in front of the bathroom.

…

"Hey guy!"

London, late night street.

A few black people wandering on the street noticed the figure in front of them, they looked at each other silently, and then went up to block the way of the revived corpse.

"Looks like your friend is drunk..."

Glancing at the shadow corpse that was supported by the revived corpse, one of the black people glanced at the talisman paper pasted on the head of the shadow corpse a little strangely, but continued his 'work'.

"Do you need us to help you? After all, the security in London at night is not very good."

After speaking, without waiting for the corpse to react, a few black people stretched out their arms, dragged the two corpses roughly, and walked towards the dark corner of the street.

Bang!

"Okay, man, for the sake of our best efforts to keep you safe, it's your turn to say, say it."

Bringing the target to the corner, several black people immediately tore off the 'friendly' disguise, revealing their true appearance.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the reincarnated corpse in front of him to the wall, making a dull crashing sound. The leading black man took out a dagger from his pocket and put it on the neck of the reincarnated corpse. Statement, our salary is very expensive, if we can't pay a price that satisfies us, I can't guarantee that this knife will not leave a hole in your body..."

Usually, this operation of black robbers comes down.

The target of the robbery had already panicked and handed over all the money on his body obediently. If they encountered some fierce resistance, they would use their own methods to keep the other party quiet.

However, this time, the target's reaction was completely unexpected.

Faced with threats from several of them.

Not only did the two robbed guys not react at all, they didn't even show the slightest fear on their faces.

Of course, this is also normal.

After all, one of these two is a revived corpse that has been resurrected from the dead, and the other is a wet corpse that has not rotted for a hundred years, and neither of them can communicate normally.

"Do you think I'm just joking with you?"

It's just that the black robber who didn't know about it, was undoubtedly angry when faced with the cold and uncooperative attitude of the two corpses, thinking that they were underestimating themselves.

"Do you think I'm joking with you, white pig!"

He grabbed the collar of the revived corpse and pulled it in front of him, and pressed the sharp dagger in his hand to the face of the reincarnated corpse, and the leading black man said fiercely.

"Now, just do as I say, or I'll make you look good!"

"…"

The words of the leading black people have almost represented the ultimatum of several of them.

Following the threat of the leading black man, the surrounding black men also cooperated and surrounded the two corpses, trying to put pressure on the revival corpse in this way.

However, even so.

The revived corpse in front of him still maintained his icy face, unresponsive.

"Since you are courting death yourself, don't blame me for being rude!"

There is no doubt that the silent reaction of the revived corpse became the final fuse that angered these black people.

Pfft!

Grabbing the sharp dagger in his hand, the black man gritted his teeth and held it towards the revived corpse barrel in front of him.

Facing the dagger in the hands of the black man, the corpse did not dodge and let the sharp blade pierce his body, and black blood slowly flowed out of the wound pierced by the dagger.

The corpse, however, didn't notice it, and still maintained a cold appearance, as if the dagger was not inserted into him.

"Boss, there is something wrong with this guy..."

Seeing the revived corpse that didn't respond even after being pierced by a dagger, a few black people finally realized something was wrong.

"It's not a drug, is it?"

…

Church, the center of the altar wrapped in flames.

The throbbing flames formed distorted shadows on the walls around the church.

Narcissus is waiting for the return of the revived corpse.

Pfft!

At this moment, a small wound suddenly appeared on Toad's body, and black liquid flowed out of the wound.

Aware of the situation of the revived corpse, Narcissus stretched out his hand to hold the bone dagger in front of him, and gave an order with a gloomy expression.

"Get rid of this guy who is in the way."

…

in the corner.

Under the order of the voodoo warlock, the corpse raised its stiff head and looked at the black man in front of him with dull eyes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The next second, it stretched out its palm and suddenly grabbed the black man's neck.

"Shit...cough...die...give it to me, loosen, loosen..."

The huge force from the neck made the black leader's face immediately show a suffocated look. He waved his arms and patted the palm of the corpse to break free, but no matter how hard he struggled, the hands around his neck were like iron. Like a hoop, it doesn't mean to loosen at all.

"Boss!"

Looking at the black man who was about to suffocate when the corpse grabbed his neck.

The surrounding black people immediately shouted and stepped forward to help. They waved their fists and landed on the body of the revived corpse, making a dull crashing sound.

However, such violent fists and feet did not cause any damage to the revived corpse, and even its movements did not stop at all.

As a living dead resurrected by witchcraft, it has no consciousness and naturally does not feel pain.

At the same time, because of the relationship between the living dead, the power of the revived corpse has become extremely huge, and it can easily lift the black strong man in front of him.

Click!

Ignoring the stop of the black people around, the revival corpse grabbed the palm of the black leader's neck and clenched it suddenly, accompanied by a series of sounds of broken bones, the black man who was struggling immediately lost his voice, his hands fell heavily, and he opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of water. blood.

Grabbing the corpse of the black leader in his hand, the corpse was like swinging a hammer, and the heavy corpse in his hands slammed into the surrounding blacks heavily.

Bang!

Bang, bang!

But no one noticed that with the movement of the corpse, blood splashed on the face of the corpse.

Under the stimulation of blood, Yin Zhi's nose twitched imperceptibly under the talisman paper.