"That immoral ghost, it's okay to throw iron nails around!" To stay out of the way, the leader of the men in black rolled to the side, and only then did he bend down and pull out the rusty iron nails that had been inserted into his feet. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the bloody iron nails, looking at the foot plate that he was nailed through, the leader of the man in black held back his tears to prevent it from falling, it was so painful!

"Ahh Whew...... Who has nothing to do to throw nails! There was another scream like killing a pig, and the second black-clothed mysterious man who jumped out was nailed through the footboard by the iron nails thrown by Wang Yuanfang!

"Ahh fuck, which immoral ghost did it... Ahh God, help me......" The third man in black who jumped down was hit again, he was the worst, not only was his foot nailed through, but his ass was inserted twice, so he wailed directly.

"Pay attention...... Be careful with the nails on the ground when jumping! The little leader finally reacted, and he endured the pain and shouted a warning to the men in black who were about to jump from the window.

I was warned by the leader, and I listened to the few terrible screams just now, like killing pigs! The black-clothed foreigners in the back were much more cautious, they didn't dare to jump down directly like the people before, but slowly slid down against the wall!

"It's strange, there are no nails on the ground!" A few black-clothed foreigners who came down first groped on the ground, but they didn't find a single hair!

In fact, Wang Yuanfang threw those sticks, and they had all been pierced on the three black-clothed people in front of him just now, so it was normal that there were no iron nails on the ground!

"Don't look for nails! Chase that king far away, or he will run away! The leader struggled to his feet, pointed to the black-clothed foreigner closest to him, and said, "My foot is injured, and you are chasing after me on your back!"

"Captain, did I hear me right? You and I are running behind you? The foreigner in black pointed to himself and said incredulously.

"That's right, that's you! Hurry up! The leader repeated, "Otherwise, I'll deduct your salary for this month!"

"fuck, I'm not doing it!" Hearing that he was going to run away with a tall man on his back, the foreigner in black gave up on the spot.

"Bang!" A gunshot broke the silence of the night in the suburbs, and the black-clothed crowd who had just been making a commotion instantly quieted down.

"Boom!" The black-clothed foreigner who had just refused to carry the leader had his eyes wide open, and with infinite unwillingness and anger, he slowly fell.

"Whoever disobeys the order again will end up like him!" The leader of the black-clothed foreigner blew the smoke that was still rising from the muzzle of the pistol, and said lightly.

"Made, we must not let the polar bears be the leader of our crusaders in the future......"

"This guy is just like Hiss, a dictator, a butcher, a demon......

"It's ruthless, brutal, and greedy......"

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A group of black-clothed men, led by the leader, chased down towards Wang Yuanyuan again, and several black-clothed foreigners hanging behind were particularly angry at their captain's random shooting just now.

The Crusaders were a group of cultivators established by the white people, and their members were found in every white country. But their leaders are Russians!

"Made, why did you catch up again!" Wang Yuanfang, who was sitting in the park watching the aunts dancing in the square, stood up, and looked at the black-clothed foreigner who was running towards him not far away, and he stood up helplessly.

"This Wang Daozi is too useless! So quickly killed by the group of men in black! "Wang Yuanfang is a little incomprehensible, Wang Daozi is also a quasi-real cultivator, even if there are masters in these black-clothed people, they can't take him for a while!

"Well, where shall I go?" Wang Yuanfang glanced back at the man in black who was chasing after him from time to time, and muttered to himself. If you know each other in a provincial city and know how to do spells, you are the only one who knows how to do magic.

However, looking at the angry appearance of the group of people in black, it seems that Wang Daozi is already strong! Otherwise, why are they so angry? Wang Yuanfang thought about it as he ran, folding his fingers.

But unconsciously, Wang Yuanfang found that he was running further and further, and he had run out of the edge of the city and ran to the real suburbs. Moreover, the scenery in front of you seems to be somewhat familiar!

"Damn, isn't there a suburban cemetery in front?" Wang Yuanfang rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong, but after confirming it again and again, he was sure that it was a suburban cemetery.

"How did I get here!" Wang Yuanfang muttered, watching the man in black gradually approaching, Wang Yuanfang accelerated towards the cemetery.

Although Wang Yuanfang no longer knows the mages he knows in the provincial city, there is still a group of ghost armor soldiers who can deal with this group of black-clothed people with mana!

That's right, it's the group of ghost armor soldiers who were locked in the grave of his grandfather at the head of the chicken. Because before Brother Daoming left, he pasted a few spiritual runes at the exit of the tomb and sealed them. Just now, Wang Yuanfang's divine sense swept and found that the group of ghost armor soldiers were still in that tomb!

Therefore, Wang Yuanfang thought of using the ghost armor soldiers to deal with the group of black-clothed people, although the combat effectiveness of the ghost armor soldiers is not very good, but it is still okay to harm the black-clothed people and disgust them!

Therefore, Wang Yuanfang rushed to the grave of his grandfather like a whirlwind, tore off the spiritual talisman posted by the Dao Ming brothers, patted the tombstone and shouted: "Little ghosts, come out quickly, there is a courier for you to sign for!"

......At the moment when the tombstone fell, the ghost armor soldiers inside the tomb let out a terrible whistling sound and came out of it. Holding a silver spear, he stabbed at the king in the distance!

"Fight!" Seeing these ghost armor soldiers do it indiscriminately, Wang Yuanfang used his strongest move, smashing one of the ghost armor soldiers who rushed in front of him.

"Grandma, don't patronize me!" Seeing that the ghost armor soldiers who came out of the tomb rushed towards him again, Wang Yuan shouted, pointed at the black-clothed man who rushed over and said, "That's the right master, you should go to their trouble!"

"Whew... Woo ...... "The ghost armor soldiers who were released from the tomb by Wang Yuanfang were originally extremely resentful, and they were locked up in the tomb for a period of time, and their anger became even stronger, and they pounced indiscriminately when they saw that there were living people.

"You fight slowly, uncle, I'll rest for a while!" Wang Yuanfang sat on the head of the grandfather's grave with a buttocks, crossed Erlang's legs and watched with relish as the ghost armor soldiers who kept coming out of the grave under his ass pounced on the man in black.