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The content of Tianzhen's chat with Monk Hua was transmitted into the live broadcast room,

In an instant, the netizens expressed their opinions and discussed a lot, and sent out barrages

"Is there any mistake, little brother, do you know him very well, and you just lick your face and want to save him.

"That's right, that's right, if this person dies, he will die. Anyway, he is a low-level tomb robber, but he is still on the opposite side."

"Innocent, innocent, have you forgotten that your third uncle planned to cut off his own arm and ruined all the business in Changsha City? What is his purpose of doing this? Isn't it just to buy time and prevent others from going to the city?" Yunding Tiangong?"

"There's nothing to say.... This little third master's character is too fucking bloody. You can say that he is kind, but he is too kind. He has reached the level of a virgin."

"Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself!!"

"Rule 123 of Doomsday Survival - First Kill the Virgin!"

"Naively, bagpipes are coming from afar~ useless things."

"There's no need to keep scolding people, right? Under the current social atmosphere, the quality of innocence is rare and precious."

"Yes, yes, is it wrong to be kind?"

The attitudes of netizens are very different, with mixed praise and criticism.

But in the game, Monk Hua looked at Naive, and the corner of his mouth curled up, as if he was mocking and sneering.

He didn't say anything else, he just pulled out the saber from his waist, and at the same time grabbed the man's neck with one hand.

Tian Zhen turned pale, and quickly stopped Monk Hua, asking, "What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill him." Monk Hua shrugged and said,

"This kid should (cead) be poisoned, and he will definitely be very, very uncomfortable when he dies."

"I'll give him some blood now so that he can die more comfortably."

When Tianzhen heard this, people were dumbfounded, and thought, why are you killing pigs? Bloodletting?

Just thinking about it, suddenly,

The dying "corpse" convulsed for a moment, then raised its palm, and suddenly grabbed Monk Hua's arm.

Monk Hua was startled, he broke free and stepped back a few steps.

The man opened his eyes, looked at the innocent people, and cried out in pain, then sat up from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, that person's mouth opened wider and wider, to the extent that it was no longer the limit of what humans can do, and then, gurgling and gurgling, a large amount of stinky liquid was spit out. I don't know what it was...

"He... what happened to him?"

Naively stunned, he muttered uncertainly, "Are you detoxifying?"

However, the naive response was a "bang" gunshot.

The bullet was shot by Pan Zi, and it hit the man in the heart, sending him to the gate of hell and onto Huangquan Road.

Looking at the motionless man who had turned into a real corpse, the innocent eyes were a little sad.

But Monk Hua and others are not so merciful,

A humble life, and death is death.

Monk Hua said, "Did you feel that he seemed to be talking just now?"

"That's right," the buddy Ye Cheng nodded, and the answer should be in Hakka, "on your back, on your back" or something. I couldn't hear much of it when he spit it out like that.

"On the back?" Qin Wanzhi touched her lips with her fingertips, thinking of Fatty Wang saying that the "hair" of the hanging dead man grew from the back, so she guessed,

"Is there something strange behind him? Let's turn it over and have a look."

"Look at the chicken feathers,"

At this time, a voice floated down from above, and it belonged to Fatty Wang.

Everyone thought he had climbed back to the ground long ago, but they didn't expect that he was still on the beam, so they urged him,

"What kind of plane are you flying? Standing high and seeing far away, you want to put it there for sightseeing, don't you?"

"Come down quickly, don't be afraid of falling and falling to your death..."

As he spoke, his voice suddenly choked,

Everyone's pupils shrank, and large streams of cold sweat emerged from their foreheads.

I saw a strange white face suddenly appeared behind Fatty Wang's shoulder, as if someone was lying on his back!!

However at this moment,

Fatty Wang was smoking a cigarette leisurely, completely unaware...