Am I trash?

This sentence deeply irritated me, and I rushed to him desperately, the green tendons on the back of my hands swelled, and at the same time my eyes were red, and I felt the urge to tear this guy apart.

But before my fist touched him, Patong had already ducked sideways, his cold eyes fixed on me, and his mouth was quickly muttering something, and suddenly he turned the bottle in his hand, and the mouth of the bottle was facing down, spilling a lot of black liquid.

There was a strong fishy smell in the viscous liquid, and the stench was so foul that I couldn't help but stop what I was doing, and after a moment of stunned effort, all the liquid on the ground actually dissolved, and a puff of smoke floated out at the same time.

Soon I heard the flapping of wings "buzzing", and several beetles the size of thumbs popped out of the black smoke and shot at my face in the blink of an eye.

I instinctively squatted down and rolled on the spot, but before I could get up, the "buzzing" sound in my ears became more and more, and when I looked up, I saw a dozen yellow-brown beetles with their wings around me, each with black tobacco rolling on its body.

Pa Tong sneered sharply, "It turns out that Zhao Gongzi's information is fake, you don't know any Li Wu Sutra spell at all, this worm took me three months to deploy, it's a waste to use it on a half-baked person like you!" ”

He looked sorry, sat down cross-legged coldly and said, "If it's better to be honest and don't resist, this is my latest research and development of worms, their teeth have the effect of paralyzing nerves, I promise that you will not die too painfully, of course, if you refuse to obey, I dare not guarantee that you will continue to torture you with them!" ”

I grabbed a chair and prepared to fight him.

Patong squinted his eyes and laughed, "If you don't die in the heart of the Yellow River, then I'll give you a ride!" ”

He closed his eyes and quickly recited the mantra, and the "buzzing" wings of the insects stirred faster, and soon at least a dozen insects pounced on me, and I grabbed the chair with one hand and waved it wildly, and with the other hand quickly unbuttoned my shirt.

Before I could take off my shirt, a bug suddenly landed on the back of my hand, the hall was very dim, I quickly glanced at the bug, and found that its yellow-brown abdominal cavity was crawling with a small gray-white spot, at least eight arthropod-like antennae had penetrated deep into my cortex, and the mouth was very thin, almost translucent, but it made a "tearing, tearing, pulling" gum collision sound, which was particularly hard.

What the hell is this bug?

I freaked out and threw away my chair while frantically throwing my hands to try to throw the bugs to the ground.

But this thing sticks out of the abdominal cavity of a sucker-like thing, sticking to the back of my hand, not only did I not shake it off as I wished, but I felt the skin on the back of my hand as if it had been cut, and the strange thing was that I didn't feel any pain at all, but my arm was getting numb and numb, and I couldn't do it anymore.

My heart sank, it seems that the other party's insect descent has already worked, but I didn't expect the poison to be so violent.

At the same time, at least seven or eight insects covered my face, all of them sticking out of the ugly washing dishes, firmly sticking to my body, at this time Patong stopped chanting the mantra, and said with a cold smile, "Don't waste your efforts, you can't break my worms, it's you tonight ......"

His smug sneer lasted only halfway, when suddenly a white light flashed outside the window, and by the time I could see what it was, the warp had split into two strands, wrapping around Patong's neck and wrist.

Patong stopped sneering, and he shouted in a cold sweat in Burmese.

At this time, the insect lying on top of me stopped all movements, and I did not dare to move, and turned my eyes slightly to the door of the fish shop, but I saw a middle-aged man with a thin body and dark skin appearing there.

It's Azanji!

Azangi also had a bundle of warp threads in his hand, which automatically branched into two strands, and it was his warp that was used to tie Patong.

He's helping me!

I was ecstatic and shouted, "Azanji, I didn't expect you to help me ......"

Azanji just glanced at me faintly, and quickly turned his gaze to Patong, and spoke a long list of Burmese words, as if communicating with Patong.

The smug expression on Patong's face had completely disappeared, and all that came to his face was horror, he swallowed his saliva, and then said a lot of things in an excited tone, as if complaining that Azanji shouldn't be nosy.

Azanji stared coldly at the back of his head and spat out a few words that I didn't understand a word as they spoke in Burmese the whole time.

But soon, the bugs that originally covered me lost their activity, all of them became stiff, and they all fell down one by one, and it seems that after Azanji threatened him to release him, Patong was subject to Azanji, so he could only give up his plan to continue attacking me.

When all the worms had collapsed, Patong stood up with a miserable face and spoke again, as if begging Azanji to spare him.

Azangi said something, Patong's face changed greatly, and he quickly stretched out his hand to his waist, Azangi laughed coldly, and the warp in his hand suddenly tightened, tense and pulled back.

The slender warp thread was as sharp as a knife, cutting through Patong's neck fiercely, Patong was shocked, his eyes bulging and screaming, and the flesh under the warp rolled up, forming a scar the size of a baby's lips, and blood splattered out like an unscrewed faucet.

It's so dark!

My heart shook hard.

Although Azanji appeared to help me, this method of killing people at every turn still makes me feel cold in my heart, these guys who practice black law don't take human life seriously.

Patong convulsed and fell to the ground, a large amount of blood lost his strength to struggle, I walked to Patong in a cold sweat, crouched down and probed his snort, and found that the person had lost his breath.

Dead man......

My face turned pale, so I was so scared that I sat down.

Azanji put away the warp with a cold expression, stepped forward and said in a half-baked Miao dialect, "Zhang Qiang asked me to save you, come with me." ”

I pointed to Patong on the ground and said with difficulty, "But, he's dead......"

Azanji, who did not understand Chinese, struggled to tell me in Hmong, "If he doesn't die, you have to die." ”

I smiled bitterly, Azanji was right, but after all, I am a person who grew up in a normal environment, and I will not be able to pass this hurdle in my heart for a while, so it is not clear, "People died in my shop, if the body is not disposed of as soon as possible, I will definitely not be able to say in the future." ”

Azanji frowned and muttered, as if to say "really troublesome", then he walked over to Patong and picked up the corpse, signaling to me with his eyes, I quickly pointed to the back door of the store, and told him not to carry the corpse to the front, there is surveillance on the street.

Azanji understood, and walked to the door carrying the corpse, I didn't bother to ask him what he was going to do with the corpse, so I quickly fetched a bucket of water and cleaned up the blood stains as quickly as possible.

Half an hour later, I stared stupidly at the cleaned floor, unable to recover for a long time.

Azanji suddenly walked in through the back door, and he asked me what I was doing here, and Patong had not heard from him for so long, and the other party must have guessed what was going on here, so I should leave with him.