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Chapter Four Hundred and Thirteen: The Name That Can't Be Said(2/2)

If he had a choice, he would rather die from the backlash of his psychic creatures or throw his body into the sea.

That was at least the result he was willing to choose, rather than being kidnapped by this mysterious man, unwillingly entering the huge black ball on the sea, and being forced to come to this moving castle full of monsters and monsters.

Facing Sardar's furious look, the young man finally stopped what he was doing.

He took out a cigarette rod from somewhere, sat on a chair, and slowly rolled up the tobacco.

"Don't you think your injuries will recover quickly here?"

Hearing this, Sardar's eyes flashed with hesitation, but then he nodded. It's hard to say how much he has recovered, but at least he will no longer get worse.

At this time, the young man continued: "Don't give up so early. The world has just begun to recover. It would be a pity if you died so early."

As he said this, he saw him slowly putting the rolled tobacco into the smoking pot.

Wang Xiaowu hurriedly put up the candle on the side, and the young man placed the tobacco pot next to the fire. He roasted it slowly until the surface of the tobacco began to carbonize, and then he put the tobacco stem to his mouth.

Sardar didn't know that the world was undergoing amazing changes.

But he couldn't tell what it was specifically, but the strange thing was that this guy with a mysterious origin seemed to know everything.

This is what really scares Sardar.

"What on earth are you doing here? You..."

"Dingling bell..." Just when Sardar was about to ask further questions, the door was pushed open, and Sardar closed his mouth.

The person who came in was the woman who had been following the young man before.

The woman was accompanied by a box of semen.

"Sister Kayina, let me help you."

Wang Puppy hurried forward and caught the vegetable basket from Kayina's hand.

The box spirit on the side stared at Wang Puppy, couldn't help but spit out his fat tongue, lick the corners of his lips, and looked back at the young man sitting nearby smoking.

Bang-dang-dang threw himself at the young man’s feet [ ]: Hungry!!

The young man pouted, kicked the box spirit away, took two deep puffs of cigarette, and then got up and went to the kitchen to cook for the box spirit.

At this time, Sardar's eyes flashed, he stood up suddenly, and asked: "Who are you!!"

The young man kicked his feet, looked back at Sardar, whose face was flushed, and grinned: "I am Wang Gouzi!"

"I do not believe!"

Sardar wanted to find out what happened, at least one day, when they were going to die at the hands of this guy.

At least I can understand to death that there is a mysterious person whose name cannot be mentioned among all the alien races in the sea.

Who is he?

For a moment, there was a dead silence in the restaurant. Neither Kaina nor Wang Puppy dared to say a word.
Chapter completed!
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