"What do you want?" The bronze-faced man's voice was very low, as if even so, he was still deliberately hiding his identity.

The fat man turned around, his face puzzled, and then patted his head:

"Yo, brother, don't think too much about it, the two of you are big customers of our fat man, so I thought about arranging the safest road for you to delay a little."

The fat man explained it well, but the copper-faced man was unmoved.

"Big customer, heh..."The copper-faced man sighed: "The transaction of the Funeral Spirit Flower will definitely not be less than ten million, and they all left before me." ”

On the side, he seemed to be an outsider, and captured the other party's words and secretly wrote down the "market".

The fat man's face is almost wrinkled together:

"Yo, brother, don't worry..."

Without waiting for the fat man to continue explaining, the copper-faced man raised his hand at this time.

Zuo Dao saw the other party's fingers wrapping around the circle after circle, and then turned into a light shuttle and shot directly at the fat man's eyebrows!

With a snort, the fat man looked stunned and fell down directly.

"Just dead?" Zuo Dao thought a little speechlessly.

He had thought about many possibilities, and he had naturally thought about this situation, but he didn't expect the copper-faced man to react so violently, and the fat man to die so simply.

"This makes me miserable, dead fat man..."Zuo Dao was slightly speechless.

At this time, the copper-faced man looked to the left, and his eyes under the mask could not see emotion.

The hand of the copper-faced man winding technique was aimed at the left path, and the other hand beckoned:

"If you bring something, I won't kill you."

Seeing this, Zuo Dao "hurriedly" took out his things and handed over the materials he had bought.

No one noticed that a paper spirit was attached to the spiritual material.

And, behind the other party, there is a small paper figure hidden, if the other party wants to mistreat the left side, the copper-faced man is greeted by a precise backstab.

The copper-faced man who got the thing didn't say a word and disappeared into the dark tunnel.

"I want to eat black and eat black..."Zuo Dao thought quite funny, he was always the only one who did this thing...

He glanced at the fat man's corpse and was thinking about how long it would take him to catch up, but found that the fat man's corpse began to disappear gradually.

"I actually deceived even the spiritual vision of the paper spirit, after all, it is because the current spiritual vision is too low-level..." This scene made Zuo Dao's eyes squint slightly, and he thought of a possibility.

Suddenly, the paper spirit in Zuo Dao's body noticed something, and a figure appeared in the wall of the dark passage, which was actually a fat man who should have died, and this fat man was not wearing a mask.

When he saw Zuo Dao, his eyes flashed with regret, as if to say why didn't you die in his hands, the fat man looked at Zuo Dao, and said with an angry and righteous face:

"I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen in my field, brother, don't worry, I'll chase you back, wait for me here!"

For the fat man's words, Zuo Dao is like a mirror, but he still has to make a tone of palpitation:

"You... Not dead? ”

The fat man smiled and didn't explain, and his figure flashed and chased towards the place where the copper-faced man left.

Not long after the other party disappeared, the spiritual vision of the paper spirit in Zuo Dao's body was fully opened, and he walked in the direction where they disappeared without hurry, and it didn't take long for him to find that the surroundings seemed to be still unchanged.

"It looks like a ritual of this world, and it's very different from that misty ritual, but it's also very peculiar." Zuo Dao thought and looked around:

"But it's not the mist ritual, otherwise I suspect that I have something to do with that thing."

Seeing a situation similar to a ghost hitting the wall, his heart moved, and a nameless guidance passed to his heart, the previous robbery behavior of the copper-faced man, and a paper spirit was attached to it in the left way.

For the sake of safety, Zuo Dao did not recklessly let the paper man be too active.

Therefore, I can only vaguely feel that there seems to be a fierce battle over there.

At the end of the tunnel, a fat man and a copper-masked man were fighting wildly.

The bronze-faced man has a smooth shuttle in his hand, and the fat man seems to have endless doppelgangers appearing one after another.

One fell, the other came again, and when he was close to the copper-faced man, he directly greeted him with a hard fist, which made the other party very uncomfortable.

"I underestimate you, I didn't expect the entire nightclub to be within the scope of your ritual, but how long can you last with the doubling of the operation consumption of this simple ritual?"

The bronze-masked man's mask had recently been knocked off, revealing a swarthy face battered by the sun and rain, and he had been grappled for a long time.

Both sides were helpless for a while, or they were afraid of each other's hidden killer features, and in the battle of this world, it was rare to be entangled and bloody battles.

Most of the time, it is in a short period of time to distinguish the superior and inferior, and the actions and judgments of each breath will determine life and death.

At this time, the fat man blurred into a figure again, although he was smiling, and the tiredness on his face was difficult to hide.

"Brother Tai, it was you who broke the rules of our fat man first, not only killing people but also robbing things, how can I let you succeed fat man!"

The copper-faced man sneered, he didn't want to go back to this kind of nonsense, so he immediately raised his hand and continued to attack.

For a while, there was another fight in the field, and just when the copper-faced man eliminated the fat clone again, he spoke again.

"Do you really think you wild people have a ritual that is a god?" He said indifferently, as if he was disdainful of the fat man and even the crowd at the venue this time.

After speaking, he clasped his hands together, and several runes formed with flowing brilliance around him, each of which shot in all directions, and there were ripples around him for a while.

Then he heard the fat man's scream, and his doppelganger all dissipated, and his own figure stumbled out in a corner of the void, his clothes tattered and twisted, and there were blood marks.

"Isn't this coming out?" The bronze-masked man whose mask was knocked away sneered, and when he raised his hand, a shuttle of light shot through.

The fat man's face changed, and he took out a handful of something that looked like dirt from his pocket and shook it, and his mouth was silent!

I saw that the dirt scattered in the air turned into a floating stone shield against each other, making a dull 'bang' sound, and the fat man once again saved the day.

"That's a lot, huh," the bronze-masked man said with squinting eyes.

"Fuck your uncle, the one who is in trouble is running away and arrogant your mother!"

The fat man who blocked the next move scolded loudly, obviously he already knew the identity of the other party, so he had some other thoughts, but he didn't expect things to become tricky.

The two of them were in a high degree of tension, and no one noticed that at this time, a little paper man had come here to hide and peep, and it watched everything on the scene with relish, and the fat man's ritual failed to find the paper man of Zuo Dao.

The copper-faced man didn't respond verbally at this time, and raised his hand to give his response with a few light shuttle shots, because the fat man's ritual was interfered with by the copper-faced man, and he could no longer hide the deity as before, and the fat man became extremely embarrassed for a while.

Suddenly, the bronze-faced man sprinted forward, and a new spell fluctuation appeared in his other hand, and his hand was covered by a light cone, turning into a melee weapon that could be attacked and defended, and then stabbed closely!

Seeing this, the fat man screamed and fled frantically in the venue!

"Fat man, I hate this kind of person the most!"

As he ran, he threw out his self-defense items, which either turned into shields for defense, or scattered in the air and turned into flying sand and stones to hit the copper-faced man, and the fat man at this time was alive like a low-profile version of the world's many treasures.

During the chase, the copper-faced man relied on a thick light cone in his hand to dissipate most of the fat man's attack defenses, and after hearing the other party's words, the corners of the copper-masked man's mouth pulled as if mocking.

When the fat man looked back again, his figure suddenly sudden, and the bronze-faced man's light cone hand suddenly raised, and the light cone shot straight through like an arrow.

It turns out that this one isn't just for melee.

"Grass!" The fat man instantly became reeling.

Seeing that the fat man who was unavoidable turned a ruthless face, the fat on his whole body shrank visibly, his skin was wrinkled, and blood continued to ooze from his eyes.

And the runes that the bronze-masked man was originally standing around, interfering with the fat man's ability, all collapsed under his explosion.

The fat man regained control of his ritual after paying a price that would be strange to outsiders!

Just when the light cone was about to open a big hole in the fat man's body, the space in front of the fat man changed for a while, and the light cone closed directly after submerging into this space, as if it was dissolved by teleportation to other places.

The fat man, whose breath had slipped sharply, didn't say a word after doing this, he scratched to the side, and then a crack appeared, and the person got into it directly.

Immediately after that, the surrounding scene at the end of the dark passage changed, and it turned into one of the private rooms in the nightclub.

The fat man ran away, without the slightest hesitation.

It turned out that they had left the dark passage a long time ago, but everything had changed the environment in the ritual power used by the fat man.

The bronze-masked man looked around warily and was about to hurry away.

After all, the nightclub is the territory of the fat man, and now although the other party has escaped, he can't say how far he can run, and will he shake the phone in the name of "reporting", so that his former colleagues can catch up with him.

Just as he was about to leave, a chill came over his heart!

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