The charlatan got up from the ground as he spoke, leaning against the wall and staring at Zhao Fan intently.

Zhao Fan didn't talk nonsense with him, and said directly: "I'll give you a chance now, and take your means away immediately, otherwise it won't be good for you." ”

When the charlatan heard Zhao Fan's words, he actually laughed.

"Boy, do you think grandpa is scared?

"I'll tell you the truth now, I won't give up, not only that, I have already informed my master to avenge me, and when my master comes, you kid will die!"

Zhao Fan looked at the charlatan's fearless appearance, and his constricted brows became even worse, but he didn't expect that this guy was not just an ordinary liar, but a guy who really had some means.

The charlatan looked at Zhao Fan, and suddenly took out a yellow talisman from his hand out of thin air, Zhao Fan immediately became vigilant and quickly retreated backwards.

Zhang Wenshuo was also shocked, and immediately shouted: "Stop me! What are you going to do?"

The charlatans were as if they hadn't heard it, and they still waved the yellow charm in their hands until the yellow charm was completely burned out, and nothing happened.

"Zhao Fan, this guy can't be a madman, right?"

Zhao Fan shook his head slightly, he didn't believe that the other party would do such a meaningless thing, there must be some reason for him to do so.

Sure enough, the charlatan sat on the ground as if he had lost his strength.

"Hahaha, if you didn't come, my mother-in-law would have lived a little longer, but now that I've cast a spell on her, she won't live for a few days!"

Zhao Fan was furious when he heard this, and instantly came to the front of the charlatan and grabbed him by the collar.

"What did you say? What did you just do?"

The charlatan laughed and didn't answer, Zhao Fan's eyes were about to make a move, but a trace of black blood flowed out of the charlatan's mouth.

"Boy, I'm waiting for you in hell, my master will avenge me!"

Zhang Wenshuo on the side suddenly shouted, "This guy actually hides poison in his mouth!"

Zhao Fan watched the charlatan slowly close his eyes, and sneered: "I want you to die, the Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't save you when he comes, if I don't want you to die, even if the Lord of Yama is here, I have to wait!"

Saying that, Zhao Fan immediately took out the golden needle and instantly pierced into the twenty-four acupuncture points on the charlatan's body, and the thick aura was instantly injected into his body.

"Wake me up!"

Zhao Fan roared, and the poison in the body of the charlatan was wrapped in aura, and it flowed out little by little along the golden needle, and Zhang Wenshuo on the side was dumbfounded!

As the black venom continued to flow out, the face of the charlatan became more and more ruddy.

Until Zhao Fan put away the golden needle, the charlatan had slowly opened his eyes.

The charlatan looked at Zhao Fan, who was constantly panting, touched his face in a little panic, and found that he was not dead, so he took two steps back in a panic.

"How is that possible? Am I not dead? Why am I still alive?"

Zhao Fan looked at him with an evil smile on his face, "Just kidding, I don't want you to die, do you think you are dead?" Cancel your spell right now, or I'll let you know what life is better than death." ”

The charlatan was finally a little scared, the poison he hid in his mouth, even a drop could kill a person in an instant, and he didn't know what means Zhao Fan used to bring him back to life.

Zhao Fan finally calmed his breath at this moment, and said coldly: "You have no choice, if you don't agree to my request, I'll let you try it now, I want to die but can't die." ”

Before the charlatan had time to choose, Zhao Fan had already pointed at his forehead, and the charlatan instantly stiffened in place, leaving only his eyeballs to move.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Fan clicked on his body a few times in a row, and then turned to look at Zhang Wenshuo.

"You come to teach him a lesson, I guess that's your forte. ”

Zhang Wenshuo rolled his arms and sleeves and walked over, "No problem, but he can't move now, and it seems that there is no way to call out, will it be effective to teach him now?"

Zhao Fan smiled.

"Of course it works, you just have to fight. ”

Zhang Wenshuo came to the front of the charlatan, put on a standard boxing posture, and then quickly punched him in the stomach, making a bang-bang sound.

"Sure enough, it's still comfortable with human sandbags. ”

Zhang Wenshuo became more and more energetic, and Zhao Fan couldn't help but smack his tongue when he looked at it.

Zhang Wenshuo is only thinking about the weight of his fist now, but the actual horror is only clear to Zhao Fan and the charlatans.

Zhao Fan's several acupuncture points in a row just now can magnify the pain that people feel dozens of times, and the simple description is that as long as someone pokes you with a finger, you will feel like you are stabbing with a knife.

Although the charlatan couldn't say a word, his eyes could see that he was in extreme pain, and even gradually rolled his eyes.

Zhao Fan saw that it was almost over, and hurriedly asked Zhang Wenshuo to stop.

Zhang Wenshuo was on the rise, and the sudden stop made him a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything.

Zhao Fan walked over to unlock the acupuncture points of the charlatan, and suddenly a pig-like wail sounded, and the charlatan lay on the ground and kept wailing.

Zhang Wenshuo looked at his fist with a puzzled expression, "Does my fist hurt so much?"

Zhao Fan ignored him and walked directly towards the charlatan.

"How's it going? Haven't you changed your choice yet?"

The charlatan was just wailing constantly at the moment, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Zhao Fan, Zhao Fan sighed helplessly, and once again blocked his pain nerves.

"Boy, you're a demon entirely, if you have a kind, you'll kill me directly!"

Zhao Fan smiled faintly, "How could I kill you, what I need now is for you to lift the spell, of course, you can also choose to refuse, but the massage you enjoyed just now, I will ask someone to do it for you once a day." ”

When the charlatan heard this, he immediately struck a spirit.

The torture just now really made him feel hopeless, and the unspeakable terrible pain enveloped him, and he wanted to die but couldn't.

Although the fear in his eyes flashed, it was still captured by Zhao Fan, "How are you thinking about it?"

The charlatan hesitated for a long time, and then said slowly: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but the spell I released just now, my master didn't teach me how to lift it, and my master is the only person in this world who can be lifted." ”

Zhao Fan suddenly frowned, "Where is your master?" I'll go find him now." ”

The charlatan suddenly smiled bitterly.

"My master can be said to be an idle cloud and wild crane, and there is no fixed place at all, but he should come to you soon. “