Savadika?

Muay Thai master Laila, Muay Thai knife master Haina, bad breath black witch and others all looked at Fang Zheng with a strange gaze.

Because in Siam, only women say Savadika's.

In Siam, women like to prolong their voices, such as Savadika~~~

And men speak without a prolonged tone, generally Savadi... The card, the last card as a tail note, is the bass band past, and those who do not know will listen to it as Savadi.

So, what the hell is your man's voice, saying that Savadika?

"What is your relationship with Corpse Heart?"

"Are you a cultivator from your own country, or a cultivator from an external force?"

"What's your name?"

"Take the helmet off your head, and we'll prove you!"

A group of people were messing around, and Fang Zheng didn't understand a word, but he could see that these people's attitude towards him was very unfriendly, and their angry faces were as if they were going to skin and cramp him and eat his flesh.

Fang Zheng was about to take out his smartphone and plan to borrow a translation app to translate Siamese, but the forty or fifty people on the opposite side thought that Fang Zheng was going to take out some hidden weapon, so he shouted angrily and directly attacked first.

"He must be the same party of the person behind the corpse heart incense, the holy monk Long Poshu has already killed the Hundred Buddha Temple and arrested the main messenger behind the scenes, the person who rebounded our curse one after another just now must be the strong man behind the scenes hidden in the Hundred Buddha Temple!

These people all turned Fang Zheng into a weakling, little minions, and they shot in a neat row.

A bunch of curses were thrown at Fang Zheng.

But these people are cautious enough, with their previous experience, they don't dare to hold it up, they all take out one by one curse props, and the other party is cursing.

lest they be eaten to death.

If you want to say the curse of the South Seas, it is world-famous, in this area of the South Seas, that is, here in Southeast Asia, located in the primitive jungle of the South Barbarians, there are more poisonous insects, poisons and poisonous miasma, so witchcraft has always been the mainstream in Southeast Asia, just like the head lowering technique.

This hula lined up with a row of people, and as many as three-quarters of the forty or fifty people were witchcraft head lowerers, and their eyes were excited, eager to smash out the head lowering curse.

Especially the bad breath black witch, as if a hungry man saw the goddess who stripped off his clothes, with the excitement of revenge on his face, he screamed and took out a bunch of bottles and cans, all of which were small jade bottles containing the essence and blood of the strong, and he was the first to take the lead.

Persimmon pick soft pinch.

The bad breath black witch plans to regain his confidence and save the face he lost before from Fang Zheng.

The essence blood used to cast the blood spell was already his last family.

However!

Next second!

Behind Fang Zheng, who was originally empty, a female ghost bride suddenly appeared out of thin air, and because he was the first to cast a spell on Fang Zheng, he naturally became the first to bear the brunt of the backlash.

I saw the bottle of essential oil in the hand of the black witch with bad breath, bang, bang, bang!

Collective self-detonation.

The bad breath black witch was almost scared to pee, his legs were weak, and he almost fainted without suffocation, which was the last bit of money in his body!

......

It's still the dim water prison.

The water prison was in turmoil, and with the tragic death of a prisoner with a headshot, the senior management of the water prison was directly alarmed, and then thundered and angry, and went directly down to the water prison to thoroughly investigate the headshot incident.

The people in the water prison are all cultivators and felons, and they all have archives, and now that a person has died for no reason, the higher-ups will definitely be held accountable.

"Rubbish! It's all a bunch of rubbish! If I suffer a lot, I'll let you suffer collectively before I fall!" the higher-ups hurried down to the water prison and were furious.

"Is it the secret arrest of the intelligence officers of the Western extraterritorial forces, or the felons of our own Siam?"

Immediately, his subordinates who were covered in cold sweat hurriedly replied: "The one who died was a felony named Dika, a Siamese national, thirty-seven years old, an awakened one, charged with murder and rape, and caused a total of six murders." ”

This is a scumbag.

Death is too good for him.

High-level: "This is definitely not a suicide, someone must be behind the ghost, it must be my competitors, who plan to pull me into the water before the change of office and replace them in the position!"

"From now on, I will personally stay in the water prison until I catch the real culprit behind it! As long as I am here, let alone a headshot, I won't even have a chance to let him explode his liver and eyes!"

"Area A, where Western intelligence officers are imprisoned, is the most important thing, even if all the Siamese criminals are dead, they must not kill a single Caucasians, otherwise it will cause diplomatic disputes!"

To arrest is to capture, and to die is to die.

The latter is a never-ending situation.

Small countries like Southeast Asia simply cannot afford to provoke the hegemonic countries of the West.

This time, in order to keep the secret of the blessed land, the Siamese government secretly arrested many Western intelligence agents.

It's just that the top management has just finished speaking, bang! bang!

Just under the noses of the high-level, three people suddenly and inexplicably shot their heads one after another, and the corpses smashed straight into the sewage, and the smell of blood filled the air.

And these headshots are all the next-door neighbors of the first headshot.

The high-level executive's face turned blue and white on the spot.

......

Founder's side.

At the same time that the essential oil bottle in the hands of the bad breath black witch collectively blew itself up, the other Southeast Asian head lowering masters were all cursed and devoured, and before they could react... The curse props in their hands all blew themselves up.

Normal Soul Energy from Curse +1.

Normal Soul Energy from Curse +1.

......

In an instant, Fang Zheng received thirty-six wisps of soul energy, and he was so happy that he smiled, but the group of head lowering masters on the opposite side were collectively frightened.

Curse backlash? Can you eat the curse of more than 30 head descenders at once, and give no way to people to live!

Is this to collectively force them to death and sweep the head lowering division in Southeast Asia?!

These head lowerers looked at the ghost bride behind Fang Zheng with a desperate expression.

Could it be that the person who repeatedly broke their curse in the illusion was not the one that Long Poshu chased and killed?

Holy monk, you pit us!

Said to leave the soft persimmon for us to pinch!

The decapitators who were miserable can only hope for the three strongest among them, Muay Thai master Laila, Thai knife master Haina, and Kun Pan, who is good at serving ghosts and raising ghosts with evil babies suspended behind them.

All three of them are powerhouses in the Night Wandering Realm.

It's not that they don't have other night tour powerhouses, the main thing is that Southeast Asian cultivators are basically head lowering masters, and Fang Zheng can really sweep Southeast Asia.

It's like the most bizarre four-faced ghost "Dare", and the same not weak Chanon wizard, all planted in Fang Zheng's hands.

Now only armed melee is left.