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Chapter 482 Black and White Reincarnation (9)

In a VIP room on the highest floor of the hotel, burgundy curtains covered the entire room airtight. In the center of the room, an old man wearing black clothes sat cross-legged. The old man had his eyes closed and muttered something.

The layout of the house is strange. In the southeast corner of the house, there is a somewhat old statue enshrined, but this statue looks really weird.

Wang Hai trembled and glanced at the place where the statue was enshrined, and then lowered his head in fear.

For some reason, he always felt that there was a pair of red eyes there, silently spying on everything around him.

What is different from ordinary offerings is that what is placed in front of this statue is not an ordinary fruit, but a bowl of red blood.

I don't know if it has something to do with the bowl of blood, but Wang Hai always feels that the statue is connected with his own mind.

Although he was afraid of the statue, he felt a strange sense of pleasure about what happened next.

The selfishness and sinister nature of human nature were constantly taking root in his heart, spreading to his limbs and bones with an unstoppable trend, wrapping around him tightly.

This feeling always reminded him of the feeling a few years ago when a group of them stayed in a hotel and took drugs. They were arrogant and did whatever they wanted.

Thinking of this, Wang Hai's fear of unknown things gradually faded away.

Looking at the tightly restrained ghost in the corner, he thought carefully for a while before he figured out what grudge this ghost had against him.

Sun Chen was in the most terrifying form at this time. The leg that was broken off by the truck was like a swing, bleeding and swinging in the air. Perhaps because of the deep hatred, his eyes that were originally invisible were now It completely turned into two bloody caves, weeping blood silently.

The room gradually became quiet, and the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Sun Chen.

Wang Hai could only see Sun Chen, but couldn't see anything more.

In the eyes of the old man, Sun Chen was already a powerful crossbow, and a steady stream of ghostly energy quickly left Sun Chen's head. Although Sun Chen's form still looked normal, the old man estimated that within half an hour, This ghost will be completely deprived of its vitality and disappear into ashes.

Wang Hai was no longer afraid at this time and had even sat down with his legs crossed and ate the grapes on the table.

There was a bit of disdain in the old man's eyes, and the words he spat out could not express how happy he was.

"You're not afraid anymore. You must have developed your courage."

The old man actually looked down on people like Wang Hai from the bottom of his heart.

People who dare to do bad things casually should have the ability to wipe their own ass.

If he hadn't owed a favor to the Wang family before, he would never be here to help Wang Hai deal with these unworthy brats.

Wang Hai was happy and didn't bother to pay attention to the vague sarcasm of the old man opposite him. After snorting twice, Wang Hai walked to the opposite side of Sun Chen, gritted his teeth and gave Sun Chen a slap in the face.

I had never dealt with him as a human being, but he was still restless as a ghost.

It was so good that it had to be knocked into his hand.

Wang Hai looked at Sun Chen's terrifying appearance. Not only was he not afraid, but he felt a sadistic pleasure from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, don't fight. The ghost energy is very beneficial to the ancestor. If you hit it again, it will be scattered." The old man scolded Wang Hai, and then sincerely apologized to the statue.

Although Wang Hai was angry, his reason was still there.

This strange statue has been protecting him from behind these days, so it cannot be disrespected.

Pretending to pick up a few sticks of incense and bowing, Wang Hai said a few nice words in a smooth tongue, and then followed the old man and sat down on the sofa cross-legged.

"Master, may I ask what the function of this blood is?" The blood enshrined in front of the statue belongs to him.

The old man closed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Of course I'm protecting you, stupid! Otherwise, why do you think you can spot this group of evil souls as soon as they approach you?"

His talent is mediocre, but he has more ideas than ordinary people.

Sure enough, Wang Hai's characteristics are as seen in his appearance: arrogant, arrogant, and blind.

The old man looked at Wang Hai, who looked disbelieving, and couldn't help but shook his head.

Reluctantly suppressing the displeasure in his heart, the old man suggested: "Your blood is connected with the ancestor. When a ghost approaches, the ancestor can immediately feel it and feedback it to you. Naturally, he can also detect it. "

"That's not because I'm smart!"

If he hadn't noticed the ghosts approaching at the first time and didn't expose them, but quietly guided the ghosts to the 30th floor, how could the current situation be possible?

Didn’t he bring the rations of the Grandmaster to him one by one through personal trials and risks?

Wang Hai wasn't afraid of the pain now, so he picked up the fruit knife on the table and cut his finger, then squeezed the blood into the night in front of the statue for a while.

The man's flattering voice sounded in the room: "Master, please see if I'm right. Not only did this happen with your help, but I'm also smart myself. If I say this one day, it won't disgrace your reputation!"

Listening to Wang Hai's chatter, the old man felt that his own skills seemed to be affected.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to seal Wang Hai's protruding mouth, he suddenly heard a violent explosion in the room. Before he could react, the old man felt a powerful force coming back from the dragnet he had laid out. .

The old man's throat felt sweet, and then a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Wang Hai was stunned by the scene in front of him. The explosion came from in front of him.

The shell of the statue exploded into pieces in an instant. Then, a dark mass quickly rose from the desk, mixed with the wails and curses of men, women, old people and children, and flew through the glass toward the outside. go out.

"Master, master, what's going on?"

The moment the statue's shell exploded, Wang Hai felt pain all over his body, as if his whole body was being roasted on a blazing fire.

The old man couldn't care less about Wang Hai at this time. He couldn't protect himself. He jumped up from the sofa. He followed the black thing and took a few steps to escape from the window.

Just when the old man was about to run out, he saw a flashing sword flying out of the window, and then nailed the old man back to the wall.

"You want to run away after something happened? Do you want me to clean up the mess?" You really think of her as the guardian of the beautiful city.

Jing Ling floated in from the door, looked at the dying Sun Chen, raised her hand and put Sun Chen down in mid-air.

"Who are you?" The old man was nailed to the wall, and it felt like someone was grabbing his neck from behind.

But he didn't dare to move.

The knife hanging on the side of his neck was buzzing with undisguised murderous intent.

He can guarantee that if he dares to move even a little bit, his head will fall to the ground in the next second.

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