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Chapter 195 The Escaped Canary
"clue."

The cruel Wensche snorted coldly. He tore off the white glove on his right hand with his mouth. Under the white glove was a palm made up of densely packed bugs. This was a top-notch weapon that made all interstellar pirates fearful and fearful.

Hundreds of years ago, when the Necromancer was still controlled by the cruel Winsche, it had long been notorious in every universe. His palms, which were entangled by evil bugs, often sucked the brains of the enemies and After gnawing on the flesh, countless tough guys were scared to kneel on the ground and tremble.

"My dear witch, you haven't given us any clues to be alive." The cruel Winscute's short fiery red hair was stained with brown mud in a mess, which is the shame of being the deputy captain of the Starship Deadman: "I think , before your companion arrives, I can at least drag you down the abyss of death."

After they questioned the naked law enforcement officers, they got a very similar answer. However, who would dare to step into Seril Manor to find the answer?

But the fear engraved in their bones made them flinch.

There were even a few cowards with a rough appearance, screaming and jumping off the cliff outside the Seril Manor, becoming a part of the glory of the city of sin.

"Even if you are under Miss Canary."

The witch's flaming fingers pointed at her red lips, she pouted, and black hideous heads began to appear on the black torn dress.

"Oh, Wensche." The witch smiled slyly, she raised her pale legs, like a demon sitting in the Holy Land: "Dear Wensche, you won't be relatively pitiful." I will take the shot, after all, my master is the treasure that Mr. Ferrell wants to get."

Be careful I sue.

The cruel Wensche twisted his face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he took a deep breath unwillingly: "There will be no cowards on the Starship Necromancer, and our great Lord Ferrer will never allow !"

Oh, please forgive him, the great king of interstellar pirates, the most important thing is to be alive. At this time, white lies can often give your poor deputy a chance to survive.

"Not allowed?"

The witch raised her pale eyebrows, and the lunatics with weapons all took a few steps back in fright, leaving poor Wensche standing alone in front of the witch.

The cruel Winsche wanted to greet those bastard relatives kindly with a gentleman's smile.

"Master will not allow me to be a timid woman."

The witch's lips curled up cruelly, her eyeballs were squeezed out, and those flexible red eyes were like an evil witch sending down malaria in the village, making Wen Si feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Oh oh oh, don't be impulsive." A hooligan with a gray and white long tail said in such a scene that was about to explode, and there were wriggling worms in his scales: "Beautiful lord witch, may the dancer you play be still alive?"

If it wasn't for the dancer in the living hotel, she was caught by the guests stationed here, and thrown into Seril's cage, how could she cut a knife for the cruel Wen Si.

"Of course." The witch lowered her eyes and licked her lips, half of her cheeks sunken deeply: "Master will not allow me to lay hands on innocent children."

"Hey hey that's great."

(End of this chapter)