After the twist, the figures of the three Yu Gongzi appeared strangely out of thin air.

They were still wearing their previous clothes, with a mocking smile on their lips, and the disdain in their eyes sent everyone into endless panic.

"Hell!"

"Run, Run......"

"I'm going to kill you...... Bang bang bang ......"

Some people were scared, some people fled, and some people were dominated by fear and raised their guns to shoot at the three of Yu Gongzi.

They had lost their judgment in a panic, and the muzzles of their guns were fired at random, and even their nearby companions were also suffering.

One man fired, along with a second man......

Once again, gunfire filled the entire restaurant.

Even though the figures of the three Yu Gongzi disappeared again, there was no way to make these frightened people stop pulling the trigger, and they gasped and stopped when they knew that the last bullet in their chambers was empty.

Restaurant, rivers of blood.

The corpses of their companions fell to the ground crookedly, and some of them were still staring at them with their eyes, as if asking: Why did you kill me?

The rich smell of blood escalates the fear.

"Ahh

In this silent space, a sudden scream made everyone turn their heads in horror.

The waste demon held a bloody dagger in his hand, carried a corpse in one hand, and cautiously "shh

She sensed everyone's gaze, and looked up apologetically, revealing an embarrassed look.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to cover his mouth, I'll remember next time."

The charming and enchanting voice could have made men all over the world fascinated, but now it sounds so creepy that people fall to the ground with weak feet.

"Amitabha~"

The masked shouted a Buddha call with disdain, and acted again, mercilessly reaping the lives of the enemy.

He didn't remember that the goblin had forgotten.

It is very possible to deliberately make a sound to attract the attention of the enemy.

Not only did the mask see the careful thinking of the waste demon, but Gong Yu also saw it thoroughly, a doting smile pulled out from the corner of her mouth, and a string of flames suddenly appeared in her hand, playfully frolicking at her fingertips.

This scene frightened countless people's courage, and at the same time aroused Yi Zehao's interest even more.

"Fire, fire......"

"This man can spit fire......"

"He's a monster!"

"There's a youkai, mom, there's a youkai......"

In the screams of despair, Yu Gongzi mercilessly threw the flames of his fingertips into the corner of the restaurant.

As soon as the flames touched the plasma on the ground, it spread like a stimulant, and soon engulfed the corpses that had died in a tragic manner.

But the strange thing is that these flames do not burn in the direction of the living as if they are spiritual.

There are even many flames that deliberately bypass the living, leaving a winding path for people to walk on.

At the moment when the flames burst out, a few ups and downs of the mask came to Yu Gongzi's side, and he found a clean floor at random to sit down, twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, and chanted words in his mouth.

As his scriptures were recited, it was as if an invisible force had been pulled away from the corpse by the scriptures, and poured towards the little cinnabar that appeared in the center of the masked eyebrows.

Even though they were surrounded by fire, under such a strange picture, the people present still felt a burst of coldness rushing into the bone marrow.

In the fire, the waste demon writhed his waist and walked enchantingly.

The flames automatically separated as if sensing a familiar aura, making way for the waste demon.

What kind of sacredness are they provoking?