There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 630: Scared urine

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Savadika?

The Muay Thai master Laila, the Thai knife master Heina, and the bad breath black witch all looked at Fang Zheng with strange eyes.

Because in Siam, only women can speak of Savadika.

In Siam, women like to speak with a long tone, such as Savadika~~~

As for males, there is no prolonged tone when speaking, it is usually Savadi...ka, and the last card is used as the ending sound, which is carried by the bass. People who don't know will hear it as Savadi.

So, you have a man's voice, what the **** is Savadika?

"What is your relationship with Shixinxiang?"

"Are you a practitioner of your own country, or a practitioner of external forces?"

"What's your name?"

"Take the helmet off your head, we need to verify your identity!"

A group of people roared and didn’t understand a single word, but he saw that these people were very unfriendly to him, and the angry faces seemed to be skinning and cramping to him. He is meaty.

Fangzheng planned to take out his smartphone and intend to use the translation app to translate Siamese. As a result, the person on the opposite side thought that Fang was going to take out some hidden weapon, so he shouted angrily and acted first.

"He must be an accomplice of the people behind the incense of the corpse. The holy monk Long Poshu has already killed the Hundred Buddhas Temple and captured the messenger behind the scenes. The person who has just bounced back our curse must be the strong behind the Hundred Buddhas Temple. ! The holy monk Long Poshu didn't make an effort to kill the person in front of us. It must be because he was too weak to be worthy of the holy monk's action. Let's capture this person together and collect some interest first!"

These people all regarded Fang Zheng as a weak person.

A bunch of curses, Qi Qi threw them towards Fangzheng.

But these people are cautious enough. With their previous experience, they don't dare to be big. They all come up with cursing props, and the other party is cursing.

To avoid being bitten to death.

Speaking of the Nanyang Curse, it is well-known in the world. In Nanyang, here in Southeast Asia, in the primitive jungles of Nanban, there are more poisonous insects and poisonous miasma, so witchcraft has always been the mainstream in Southeast Asia, just like It is a head drop technique.

This hula la group of people shot, as many as three-quarters of the forty and fifty people are witchcraft head drop masters, each with two excited eyes, eagerly smashing the head drop curse.

Especially the bad breath black witch, as if a hungry man saw the goddess stripped naked, his face was full of enmity, and he yelled out a bunch of bottles and jars, all filled with strong The small jade bottle of the essential oil bottle of the blood, the first to take the lead.

Pick the persimmons softly.

The bad breath black witch intends to regain self-confidence from Fang Zheng first, and restore the previously lost face.

The essence and blood used to cast the blood curse was already his last asset.

However!

Next second!

Behind the empty Fangzheng, suddenly a female ghost bride was made up out of thin air. Because he was the first to cast a spell on Fangzheng, he naturally became the first to bear the brunt of the backlash.

See the essential oil bottle in the hand of the bad breath black witch, bang! boom! boom!

Blew up collectively.

The bad breath black witch almost scared to pee, his legs softened, and he almost fainted without suffocating, but that was the last bit of wealth on his whole body! As a result, they all went in!

……

It's still the dimly lit water prison.

The water prison rioted. As a prisoner died tragically with a headshot, the top of the water prison was directly alarmed, and then the thunder was furious and went directly to the water prison to investigate the headshot incident in person.

The prisoners in the water jail are all practitioners and serious criminals, and they all have file information. Now that one person has died for no reason, the high-level officials must be held accountable.

"Trash! It's all a bunch of trash! If I suffer from seedlings, I will let you collectively suffer before I fall!"

"Is it the secret arrest of the intelligence personnel from the Western extraterritorial forces who died this time, or the serious criminals of our own country in Siam?"

Immediately, a cold-sweat subordinate hurriedly replied: "The dead was a felon named Dika, a Siamese citizen, thirty-seven years old, an awakened person, and the crime was murder and rape. He committed six crimes. The massacre of killing the door."

This is a scum.

Death is more than guilty.

High-level management: "This is definitely not suicide. It must be someone behind the scenes. It must be my competitors. They plan to pull me into the water and replace them before the change of term!"

"From now on, I will stay in the dungeon myself until I catch the real murderer behind! As long as I'm there, let alone headshots, I don't even have the chance to make him blow his head!"

"Zone A, where western intelligence personnel are detained, is the top priority. Even if all the Siamese criminals are dead, a white person must not die, otherwise it will cause diplomatic disputes!"

The arrest is the arrest, the dead is the dead.

The latter is an endless situation.

Small countries like Southeast Asia cannot afford to provoke the hegemonic countries in the West.

This time, in order to keep the secrets opened by the blessed land, the Siamese government secretly arrested many Western intelligence personnel.

It's just that the executives just finished talking, bang! boom! boom!

Just under the eyelids of the higher-ups, three people in a row suddenly went headshots inexplicably, the corpses smashed into the sewage, and the smell of blood was thick in the air.

And these headshots are all next-door neighbors of the first headshot.

The senior's face turned pale on the spot.

……

Founder is here.

Just as the essential oil bottles in the hands of the bad breath black witch collectively exploded, the other Southeast Asian head-down masters were all cursed back, before they could react...the cursed props in their hands all exploded.

+1 from the ordinary spirit of the curse.

+1 from the ordinary spirit of the curse.

……

In an instant, Fang Zheng received thirty-six wisps of soul energy and smiled with joy.

The curse backlash? The curse of more than 30 descending masters can be counteracted at once, and it will not give people a way to survive!

Is this going to collectively kill them and sweep the lower-headed division in Southeast Asia? !

These head-down masters looked at the ghost bride behind Fang Zheng with a desperate expression of hell.

Isn’t the person who repeatedly broke their curse in the illusion before, wasn’t the person Long Poshu was chasing after him? But the "Savadika man" in front of me?

Holy monk, you cheated us!

It is said that we will leave the soft persimmons for us!

The pitted heads can only hope for the strongest three of them. Muay Thai master Laila, Thai knife master Heina, and evil infants floating behind them are good at enlisting ghosts and raising ghosts. The ghost of Khun Pan.

These three people are strong in the realm of night travel.

It’s not that they don’t have any other night tour powerhouses. The main reason is that Southeast Asian practitioners are basically lowered head teachers, and Founder can really sweep Southeast Asia.

It's like "Dare", the most bizarre four-faced ghost, and the Chanon wizard, who is not weak, all planted in the hands of Founder.

The only thing left is melee combat.