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Chapter 173 The Escaped Canary in a Cage
However, this poor alcoholic can only be trapped here by his own flesh again and again, and he will never be reborn forever.

In the end, he was eaten clean by that devil.

The newly added white soul was swarmed by the black guys in the long skirt, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into the same thing amidst the miserable screams, wriggling, screaming, and the little black head hissed silently in horror call.

A brand-new wanted warrant floated down from the blurry, blood-stained wall.

#alarm!The Witch Appears!run! #
"Why are you running?" The witch licked her fingers clean. She stroked the rising black head, and frowned in distress: "I'm not full yet."

The black pets scrambled out of the broken long skirts, and swam on the ground. They sniffed the smell in ecstasy, and jumped on each of the things that hadn't had time to run away, laughing wildly and sticking out their black heads. , stuffed the food's throat, and dragged the desperate food back little by little.

When the law enforcers who maintained Cyril's order arrived, they left only scratches of different shades on the ground and the disgusting smell of blood in the air. Many young law enforcers looked numb and moved their faces away in pain. Would love to see this hell on earth.

"Worshiper."

The leader of the law enforcers squatted down and crushed the black feathers that shouldn't exist, and he got up tirelessly from another crime scene, and pressed the wide hat on his head to cover all his expressions.

"A Witch Worshiper." The Canary Worshiper is actually more appropriate.

"Damn it!" One of the senior law enforcement officers cursed, "This woman is starting to have admirers!"

The experienced ones can see more, scarier and deeper things than these fledgling brats.

When a heinous criminal appears as an admirer, it means that every next behavior in the heart of the admirer is no different from the will of the gods enshrined in the religion. They will imitate and worship in batches until they see themselves Only those idols who are fanatically worshiped will stop their crimes.

What's even more frightening is that those things without the slightest conscience in their hearts will gather together very quickly like a pack of wolves that smell fishy. more difficult.

"The city lord must be notified."

"Now deal with the scene quickly!"

"Before other 'pilgrims' come, they must be cleaned up!"

"Sometimes I really wish I wasn't a law enforcement officer in this crime city." The veteran law enforcement officer beat his hands painfully: "At least there will be witnesses, instead of facing a tavern that is tightly locked up and cannot be searched. "

The red tavern on the closed wall moved, and shouting mouths appeared on the wavy wall, more angry than the old pirates clamoring to let the stinky boys let go of their stinky hands that snatched treasures .

"Okay, okay, I get it, the living Mr. Tavern, the most law enforcement officer in the city of Seril, is the honor of my life."

After the law enforcers dealt with the scene, the woman hiding in the wall of the tavern came out carrying her torn skirt. She let out a sigh, pouted and stomped her feet.

"I didn't find my god, it's really annoying."

(End of this chapter)