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Chapter 4 When a man is bound, he cannot resist(2/2)

They are very weak and powerless when they first entered the game of gods and demons.

No one wants to fight a veteran player head-on for a stranger he just met.

The two girls retreated several meters away and were ready to escape.

This uncle is not reliable!

After weighing the candlestick in his hand, Zhou Zhenguo approached Li Liang and said, "I don't know if you really can't break free or are pretending-"

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed the candlestick's right hand and raised it high and fell down.

There is no idea of ​​talking nonsense.

The half sentence just now was just to confuse the other party and relax your guard.

The candlestick made a whistling sound, falling towards Li Liang, who was unable to move.

The candlestick is not light and has sharp thorns, so Zhou Zhenguo is not small in strength.

If this is really a "smash", Li Liang will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

Everyone's mission is to find Jack the Ripper.

This is actually a broad concept.

To put it more relaxedly, it is possible that you may not necessarily see the Ripper's true identity, just like a game of reasoning. Even if you find him, you will complete the task.

To be strict, maybe you have to grab Jack the Ripper with your own hands.

Just seeing or confirming your identity cannot complete the task.

Regardless of the scope.

Kill Jack the Ripper and it will definitely be considered a mission.

Zhou Zhenguo's face was ferocious and he was ruthless.

"ah!"

Li Liang screamed.

The spikes of the candlestick were less than two centimeters away from his eyes, and they could be touched by a little movement.

The head that could barely move was already leaning back.

The pain in his neck kept coming, and Li Liang even suspected that he had twisted his head.

Zhou Zhenguo's hand stopped in mid-air.

He was obviously only one step away from Li Liang, but he could not move forward and could not move.

Grasping his forearm, the power coming from above made Zhou Zhenguo feel that he was locked by a chain of imprisonment.

"Amitabha."

Tang Luo, who stopped Zhou Zhenguo, yelled the Buddha's name and nodded slightly.

A force of merit was born from the dark and absorbed by the merit jade lotus.

A glimmer of light flashed, and the merit power that had just been absorbed was directly used by Tang Luo.

The coolness and warm power surged out of the jade lotus and entered Tang Luo's body.

It's like a clear spring surging.

It seems like a person who has been thirsty for many years has drunk a glass of water.

The instantaneous feeling of pleasure made Tang Luo breathe a sigh of relief.

"ah!"

This time, it was Zhou Zhenguo who screamed.

The severe pain made him release the candlestick in his hand and land on Li Liang's head that was swinging desperately.

After a hole was drawn at the corner of his eyes, the candlestick fell to the ground.

Li Liang felt a burning pain around his eyes, and knew that he had saved his life, so his body suddenly became weak.

If there were no chains to be tightly confined, he would have collapsed on the ground.

"Feel sorry."

Tang Luo let go of his hand and took a step back.

Just now, it was a long drought that was rainy, even if it was just a pot of water, the "rainfall" was achieved.

So Tang Luo had a little more force and accidentally injured Zhou Zhenguo.

"Donor Zhou, you are reckless."

Tang Luo said to Zhou Zhenguo.

Zhou Zhenguo's entire right arm was trembling. He felt his elbow down and his entire forearm was almost gone.

The severe pain made him speechless for a while.

The others immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Then his eyes turned to Tang Luo.

This monk who claimed to be Xuanzang seemed to have not told any lies?

It looks really good.

"Don't you believe in me? I believe in my eyes, everything I see."

Zhou Zhenguo covered his arm and said to Tang Luo.

"Don't be angry, I didn't say I don't believe you."

Tang Luo smiled.

"Then you still stop me?" Zhou Zhenguo asked.

He showed no shock at Tang Luo stopping him.

You know your own affairs.

As a player who has just passed the novice period and is still a vague person, the gods and demons walk.

Aside from the skills obtained, Zhou Zhenguo is actually not much beyond ordinary people.

If he is thrown into professional boxing or fighting, he will face those professional players in the fighting ring.

Zhou Zhenguo will definitely not win without skills.

In Zhou Zhenguo's eyes, Tang Luo should have practiced martial arts since he was a child, similar to a monk.

He is strong and should be very capable.

And some of the second-middle-those who are not second-those would claim to be able to subdue demons and demons?

It is normal to stop him.

"God has the virtue of living a life, and it is inappropriate to kill him just because of doubt."

Tang Luo said.

Zhou Zhenguo snorted and said nothing.

"However, since Donor Zhou is confident and said that Donor Li is not himself, it may be pretending to be a thirst ripper, I think I still need to verify it." Tang Luo smiled and picked up the candlestick on the ground.

Li Liang shook his body and felt an ominous feeling: "Hey! Monk, what are you going to do!"

"Don't worry, don't worry about it, at most there will be some pain and no life worries."

Tang Luo almost gave a thumbs up and said "no problem".

"Hey! Hey!"

Li Liang, who had lost his strength just now, struggled with the chains again "cranking".

Human potential is indeed infinite.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The miserable screams echoed in the church, but to be honest, they were so loud and powerful.

In fact, it is more emotional venting than pain.

After a moment, Tang Luo threw the blood-stained candlestick to the ground and nodded with certainty: "It has been verified, and I think Donor Li is not the Ripper."

Li Liang in front of him had several blood holes pierced on both arms.

"If it were the Ripper, I wouldn't let the monk do whatever he wanted, and I would definitely resist, so donor Li is not the Ripper." Tang Luo was full of confidence.

“…”

“…”

"Master, he-he is still tied up." Xiao Chu reminded in a low voice.
Chapter completed!
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