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Chapter 122 Cang Xu's Conspiracy~)(2/2)

No one answered, but the goatee's expression became even weirder.

After a moment, the goatee nodded heavily and turned his attention to Qin Yu and Wu Hao.

"Uncle, what are you going to do? If you want money, I can give it to you. Let us go." Wu Hao's weak words were filled with tears.

"Xiao Hao, you know that my uncle is a gambler and will be a bad person in his life. But this time I have a chance to make a comeback. How could I let it go?"

At this moment, Goatee suddenly paused: "By the way, my uncle was actually beaten to death a month ago because he couldn't pay off his gambling debt..."

Hearing this, Qin Yu and Wu Hao felt a chill in their hearts, making their hair stand on end.

The goatee's eyes flashed with a captivating cold light as he gradually approached.

Qin Yu's heart was filled with despair at this time. Was he really going to die in the hands of this madman?

After Goatee approached the two of them, he first grabbed Wu Hao's wrist, then grabbed Qin Yu's hair and dragged them to where he was standing before.

After being dragged under the light, Qin Yu was horrified to find that under his feet was a strange formation pattern drawn with blood.

Goatee pulled the two of them down behind the pattern, pulled Wu Hao's left hand, and then took out the three-edged military thorn from his waist and slashed hard.

Blood spurts and drips continuously.

Looking at this scene, Wu Hao and Qin Yu were filled with despair.

Qin Yu slumped aside, just watching Wu Hao's life continue to pass by.

He tried to struggle to resist, but was kicked to the ground and couldn't get up.

The continuous flow of blood caused Wu Hao to fall into a coma. After Goatee put down his arm, Wu Hao collapsed to the ground, motionless.

"It's your turn!"

Bloodthirsty scarlet flashed in Goatee's eyes. He grabbed Qin Yu who was lying on the ground and cut his wrists in the same way.

"You...what is the purpose of doing this?" Qin Yu asked weakly.

Death was so close, but he didn't want to die without knowing it.

"If I talk about you, I can only say that you are unlucky. In fact, I only want Xiao Hao's life because his soul is different. As for you? You are unlucky, but you can still contribute some value."

Goatee's tone sounded a little excited, as if he was expecting something.

Qin Yu's consciousness gradually blurred at this moment.

Vaguely, he saw bursts of scarlet light emanating from the blood-smeared formation, and ferocious evil ghost shadows emerged from the formation...
Chapter completed!
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