"Are you really going to buy another ghost doll?"

Alan slowly raised his head, looked at Zhao Wenqian expressionlessly and asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hearing what he called a paper doll in his mouth was no longer a paper doll, but a ghost doll, Zhao Wenqian was even more convinced of the guess in her heart.

She ran such a long way to Sanfu Ancient Town, so naturally she couldn't give up halfway, so she immediately nodded and said, "As long as it's a ghost doll with this pair, the price is easy to say." ”

"One hundred thousand."

Zhao Wenqian asked him to offer a price casually, and Alan did dare to open his mouth, a paper man actually sold for 100,000 yuan, looking at so many paper-cutting shops across the country, it is estimated that he dared to offer such a price.

"Is your paper doll made of gold or silver, and treat us as wronged bosses? Is your broken store worth 100,000 yuan? Wang Xiaoji suddenly walked out with a sneer, pushed Alain's shoulder, and asked coldly with an unkind face.

is also from a gangster, this kind of threatening thing, Wang Xiaoji can be said to be familiar with the road.

However, Zhao Wenqian stopped him.

Looking at Alain, Zhao Wenqian smiled and squinted her eyes and said,

"100,000 yuan, no problem."

"But I want the real thing, and if you dare to fool me with a fake, I'll let you know the consequences." As she spoke, she smashed the pistol pinned to her waist on the table.

Although she is not bad for money, she is not stupid and has a lot of money, and she will not be cheated for no reason.

Looking at the pistol on the table, Alain's face did not change much, and he said directly, "The ghost doll you want is in the backyard, you come with me." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the curtain of the store and walked out into the backyard.

Several people glanced at each other, and Zhao Wenqian immediately ordered, "He Xing, you and the chicken are guarding outside, Gao Yang, you go in with me." ”

"Leave it to us outside."

He Xing nodded, and didn't say anything more.

Zhao Wenqian and Gao Yang quickly opened the curtain and walked in, but after entering the backyard, the two did not find Alan in the yard.

Alain was already standing in the room in the backyard, staring at them coldly through the window, different from before, at this moment his eyes were full of sarcasm, and there was a hint of coldness on display.

"It took me so much time to make two real ghost dolls, which are also something that people like you can touch?"

"It just so happens that I've been trying to get back another lost ghost doll, and since you took the initiative to send it to the door, then I'll accept it politely."

"Don't worry, when you die, I will portray your appearance as a paper figure as a souvenir."

As soon as he finished speaking, Alain waved his right hand.

The paper figures hanging around the backyard instantly came to life, and they stood up straight one by one, like the kind of real soldiers, picked up the blades in their hands, and rushed towards Gao Yang and the two one after another.

On the high walls around the courtyard, paper figures holding bows and arrows also appeared at the same time, without the slightest delay and hesitation, these paper figures bent their bows and arrows at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, a rain of steel arrows shrouded towards Gao Yang and the two, obviously leaving no way for the two to live.

"I knew it wasn't that simple!"

Zhao Wenqian sneered, without the slightest panic, the pistol in her hand fired instantly, and there was a series of bangs, and the first seven or eight paper figures fell down at the same time, and none of them missed, which can be described as a real bullet.

In comparison, Gao Yang's marksmanship is much worse, and he also has seven or eight bullets, but he only hit two or three paper figures, and this is still when the yard is full of paper people.

The marksmanship of the two is not at the same level at all, and Gao Yang couldn't help but blush a little when he saw it.

"You need to practice more marksmanship to be good, and I will teach you when I have the chance." Zhao Wenqian didn't mean to sneer, as she spoke, she flicked her right hand, and a blue paper talisman flew out, turning into a light curtain to envelop the two of them, and all those arrow feathers were blocked by this light curtain.

At the same time, Zhao Wenqian changed another magazine, and this time two pistols were fired at the same time, and the other pistol was taken back by her because Wang Xiaoji didn't know how to use a gun.

"I'll leave the rest of the paper figures to you, and I'll deal with that guy inside."

As she spoke, Zhao Wenqian kicked open the door and rushed into the room.

Gao Yang is naturally not afraid, since his marksmanship is too poor, he simply doesn't bother to use a gun anymore, and directly stimulates the skill of the heart of roses, with Gao Yang's current spiritual index, it is easy to control hundreds of fiery red roses, and those paper figures are quickly ignited, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of paper figures become burning fire people.

Wang Xiaoji and He Xing rushed in when they heard the movement, and they happened to see such a scene.

In fact, these paper figures are not weak, at least they are quite strong for ordinary people, and dozens of them together, where can ordinary people deal with them, but the four of Gao Yang are not ordinary people.

", Brother Gao, it's only been a few days, your ferocity has increased, no wonder you dare to argue with Jia Mingbo!" Wang Xiaoji shouted.

Gao Yang shook him with a roll of his eyes, and he didn't bother to take care of this kid at all.

"What about Zhao Wenqian?" He Xing asked.

"Clean up that guy inside, let's go, let's go in and have a look." With that, Gao Yang and the three of them walked into the backyard room together.

However, the situation in the room was an eye-opener for the three of them.

A black lacquered coffin was placed in the center, and it was all scarlet blood, even from a distance, they could smell a smell of blood, so that the three of them couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses.

And in the blood of this coffin, there are two corpses, a pair of sisters who look almost the same, both of them are only seven or eight years old, their immature faces have not fully grown, they are all wearing pigtails, I don't know how long they have been soaked in this blood water, and even their skin has faintly become blood red.

On top of this coffin, there is a blood-red paper figure, which is another ghost doll.

However, compared with the ghost doll in Zhao Wenqian's hand, this ghost doll is obviously much stronger, her eyes are blood-red, and she stares coldly at a few people, it looks like a terrible beast that chooses people to eat, but now she is trapped by a white rope, and she can't get rid of it, so she can only stare at everyone.

Zhao Wenqian stood in front of the coffin.

Alain was dead, and his body was lying on the ground.

"It's not a pity to die for this kind of person."

Zhao Wenqian suddenly said this.

Everyone was puzzled, only to see her pointing to a family photo on the wall, everyone was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood.

The two little girls in this coffin turned out to be his own daughters......