Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 312 Joint Magician

Hearing Luo Si's words, the young man's heart suddenly caused a huge shock, and then his face changed drastically, as if the things he didn't want others to know in his heart were being said.

The other people around noticed the young man's expression at this time, and then said in amazement: "Did this guy guess everything right?"

At the same time, in a few corners not far from here, a few very ordinary-looking people are always paying attention to the situation here, and it can be seen from their appearance that the visitor is not good.

The young man was in a bit of embarrassment at this time, and this kind of public execution made him very uncomfortable.

Ross smiled and said, "Do you still need to guess the next three?"

As a staunch atheist, although it would be best for the young man to let him leave with reason, the people around him began to boo at this moment.

"Keep guessing!"

"Don't go, boy! Don't let this fellow fool you!"

"Yes! Don't be afraid!"

"You're not afraid of this street crook, are you?"

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After some encouragement, the unbelieving young man gritted his teeth, handed the Q of Hearts to Ross and said, "Keep guessing if you have the ability!"

Ross said with a smile: "The third one is the 7 of Clubs. Your life is now at a huge turning point, and you are full of hesitation about the future."

After hearing this, the young man handed over the third card silently, and asked in a low voice, "What about after that?"

"The fourth card is the Jack of Spades. You are now looking for some special ways to quickly improve your status."

"The fifth card is Diamond K, you are preparing for a..."

"Stop talking!" The young man turned pale, threw the poker to Ross, turned and ran away.

The scattered playing cards were swooped down by two pigeons and held in their mouths, and then obediently landed on Ross's shoulder.

"Fantastic magician! Fantastic deck! Anyone else want to play?"

Then several people were not convinced, and they played two games with Ross, and were finally directly and publicly executed by Ross.

Although the scene was very embarrassing for the people who were executed, it was extremely happy for the people watching around.

In just half an hour, there were 50 people around here.

Then it quickly attracted some people's attention.

While Rose was still performing, three policemen suddenly came over and drove away the spectators, and then directly sandwiched Rose in the middle.

"What are you doing?" Rose hurriedly put away his cards.

Three policemen with unkind faces shouted: "You are operating illegally here and blatantly disturbing public order, come with us!"

After speaking, he turned around and left with Ross.

The passers-by who watched the excitement all around said loudly: "Street magician! Use your magic and gods to kill these stupid policemen!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and ran away, so as not to let the police see his appearance.

It seems that this group of people at the bottom of society have a lot of complaints about these police officers.

The three policemen didn't seem to care about this, and they continued to move forward with a gloomy face.

"Where are you taking me?" Ross asked nervously.

The policeman didn't speak, and directly led him into a small door without a house number.

After entering the small gate, the three of them immediately took off their police uniforms. They were the three who had been spying on Ross just now.

"You are not the police!?" Luoston was surprised for a moment.

The three of them didn't speak, tied up Ross firmly, and then pushed him to the second floor.

"Slow down! Slow down! I just finished eating," Ross said.

"shut up!"

The three said the first sentence, and then pushed Ross to the second floor.

This is a small room, and a middle-aged man is sitting on the sofa in front of him.

"Housekeeper, someone brought it here." The strong man who took the lead said.

Ross looked at the middle-aged man here. He was wearing a black suit, his hair and beard were combed, and he was tall and tall. He seemed to be from a military background.

"Butler? Wait! What are you doing? I'm just a street magician, I have no money! I have nothing, I just came to Massa yesterday!"

The middle-aged man said lightly: "I know that you are just a deceptive magician, and I also know that you have just come to Massa, and I know that you came here with David Charlemagne."

Hearing this, Ross' expression froze.

The middle-aged man asked indifferently: "Let me ask you, where has David Charlemagne been these past few years?"

"The Augustus Empire." Ross answered honestly.

The middle-aged man stood up, took out a knife and put it on Rose's neck: "Are you sure?"

"I...I'm sure!" Roth's acting skills are very good.

The middle-aged man smiled sinisterly: "Do you know? I cut off the heads of at least 50 people, do you know how?"

"I will cut the skin around your neck first, let the blood seep out along the gap, and then gradually cut your muscles and blood vessels. I will not hurt your throat and cervical spine. Do you know what is the benefit of this?"

Ross said palely, "I'm just a street magician, I don't know anything."

The middle-aged man said in a dark voice: "In that way, you will feel your own blood flowing continuously down your neck, and you can even hear the sound of your muscles being cut and then have related consciousness and feelings, and even I can let you see yourself What does a cut cervical vertebra look like!"

While speaking, the middle-aged man's knife had gradually cut into the flesh along Ross's skin.

Los said loudly at this moment: "David Charlemagne has been in Arkham for the past two years!"

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and then with a sudden force, he directly cut off Ross's head.

The middle-aged man flicked his blade, turned around and said: "Sure enough, Charlemagne's return this time is related to Arkham, deal with the corpse, and then inform less..."

"Steward! Steward! Something is wrong." At this moment, the strong man on the side suddenly said.

The middle-aged man tilted his head slightly: "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong.

Because at this time he found that Ross's severed neck did not spray out the blood he imagined, but was full of wriggling barbs and granulation.

"What's the situation!?" The middle-aged man suddenly felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, a teasing voice sounded.

"As I said, I'm nothing more than a joint magician."

As the sound sounded, the middle-aged man immediately saw that this guy was holding his head with both hands at this time, and then put his head back on his neck.

"You...what the hell are you!?" At this moment, the four of them asked in low voices as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Ross moved his neck and said with a smile: "Joint magician! Is there any problem?"

With that said, Ross took off his head again, and then pressed it back.

"Look! As a joint magician, it's normal for me to be the best at joint magic, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)