Ge Erdan stretched out his finger: "Fifty!"

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Bai Pangpang, who was about ten steps away, appeared in front of Ge Erdan in the next second, and fifty thick banknotes fell heavily on Ge Erdan's hand.

"One hundred sheets, grab your stuff and get out of here right now!"

Ge Erdan looked at the thick money in his hand, his face suddenly turned cloudy, and he was about to say a few more polite words.

Suddenly, he saw the little fat man in front of him staring at him with squinted eyes.

The deep black eyes in his eyes are extremely cold. With just one glance, the whole person will be unable to move, as if he has fallen into an endless dark valley.

"Yes, Ancestor Letter Express Company is at your service!"

Suddenly, Ge Erdan felt as if he was about to lose his mind. He screamed strangely and turned the accelerator "Buzz!" After the motorcycle made a rapid and sharp buzz, soon, only the wheels rolled up were left in the air.

dust.

"Hey, you haven't asked for the address yet??"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at Ge Erdan walking away and then remembered that he did not have Wang Zhao's address.

"No, it's enough for you to name the person, and he will naturally find the recipient!"

At this time, Bai Pangpang turned around and explained, with a kind and friendly look on his face, very much like the legendary boy who gave away money.

He sat back on his chair, hugged a dessert made by Chen Laogang, and tasted it happily.

"But... what exactly is that thing?? Can you tell me now??"

The things had been sent away, and the bad old man's demeanor suddenly relaxed a lot.

He took out his cigarette rod from the bamboo basket behind his waist and slowly placed it on it and filled it with shredded tobacco.

"You don't need to know that much, just remember to never call this doll's name, never try to come into contact with it, and if one day your friend sends you such a doll, remember, the next time you see him, you will die.

Beat me inside!"

The bad old man said a lot, and the more he talked, the more mysterious he became.

But what exactly it is, I am still confused.

But he still couldn't help but ask: "Well... why does it have to be my friend? Isn't it good to send it to my enemy?"

"Hey, although this thing is so annoying that no one wants to be friends with it, it has a very special ability. Anyone who gets it will have good luck!"

While Bai Pangpang took a bite of snacks: "As long as you don't get mad at it!"

After saying that, Bai Pangpang shook his head and muttered in his heart: "Sin, sin, Amitabha!"

I'm a little dizzy. Whoever got this thing is not very lucky?

Did you give Wang Zhao a doll to increase your luck for nothing?

But looking at the expressions of the old man and Bai Pangpang, I feel like it’s not that simple?

In confusion and confusion, he simply stopped thinking about the problem.

Let’s start to take stock of the gains from this trip to the sea, as well as the wins and losses of this bet.

After I planned to finish all these troublesome things, I also wanted to ask what happened to the bunch of burnt-yellow hair on the back of the Sheriff's tail.

…………

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The night is already dark, but the sun lamp in area 25 still illuminates the huge area like daylight.

Tens of thousands of alliance professional workers are operating various large-scale professional machines to reinforce and transform the city wall day and night.

Large industrial hover vehicles, which are rarely seen on weekdays, are almost everywhere here.

Although the soundproofing of the tent has reduced the noise.

But Wang Zhao was lying in the tent, still a little unable to sleep.

He has been under a lot of psychological pressure recently and seems to have some insomnia.

But during the day, high-intensity training almost exhausted all his energy.

I thought that with the blessing of my status as the third generation spiritual master of the Wang family and the superb psychic skills I had trained since childhood, I would be able to cope with all difficulties here.

As a result...the cruel reality slapped me hard in the face.

Here, even any ordinary warrior has the strength to challenge him.

Not to mention, those exorcists who had just retreated from the front line, any inconspicuous little character looked down upon them.

Today, I was severely beaten by the instructor in charge. Every punch hit my face. It hurt, but it didn't hurt me.

It is enough to prove that the other party's control of power has reached a superb level.

"I have to become stronger and I have to work hard. When I go back, I will beat him to pieces!"

Wang Zhao thought of his most humiliating battle in his mind, and his heart felt like infinite power surged in his mind.

"Buzzing..."

Just when Wang Zhao was about to rest as soon as possible and prepare for tomorrow's training, he suddenly heard a harsh buzzing sound in his ears.

Not only was it buzzing, but there was also a burst of weird music.

"He's coming, he's coming

He came with gifts

He's coming He's coming

He came in with his feet on the auspicious clouds..."

"very noisy!"

The sound was getting closer and closer, and Wang Zhao couldn't help but frown, thinking in his mind that he must find a quieter place tomorrow, it was too noisy here.

"Damn, I miss my Simmons soft bed a little bit! If possible, I hope Aunt Sicilina can come and take a bath with me..."

Thinking of the beautiful courtesan with her plump figure, Wang Zhao finally showed a smile on his face.

At this time, a bright light suddenly shone on his face, causing Wang Zhao to sit up from the bed, trying hard to see who it was.

But Wang Zhao, who had already adapted to the dark environment in the tent, felt as if his eyes were going to be blinded as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Hello, please accept the letter from your ancestors!!"

A rough voice came to his ears, and under the sound of breaking wind, Wang Zhao instinctively wanted to hide, but the training during the day almost exhausted all his strength, so he was half a beat too slow to dodge, as if his head had been hit by something.

.

Tears of pain almost rolled down.

"Stop, who are you!"

Wang Zhao covered his head and screamed.

However, the lights in front of me suddenly dimmed, and a burst of radio music could be heard in my ears.

"Goodbye good friends, ah, goodbye friends, goodbye, goodbye, if one day..."

Accompanied by the cheerful music, the sound quickly disappeared in his ears.

Wang Zhao rubbed his eyes with both hands and ran out of the tent angrily. His bright red eyes were like an angry lion, wanting to tear that bastard into pieces.

But except for the large floating vehicles passing by, there was no one around outside.

He glanced at the round ball of paper in his hand that hit his head. When he opened it, he saw a dark doll.

It's so ugly that it makes me sick to my stomach.
Chapter completed!