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Chapter 20 The Mutated Dead

"Stop!"

Kurosawa Yan suddenly shouted, and then, he and Yuki Okubo were lying on the ground at the same time!

Nearby, a black figure walked out next to a mound!

“It’s devil!”

Devil, through the script setting, Kurosawa Yan already knows what devil is.

As dead wanders in hell for a long time, gradually... they will become devil!

In English, devil and det n have similar meanings, but in this movie, the concepts of devil and det n are very different. Devil is nothing in front of det n, but for ordinary prisoners, devil is already a terrible enough. Of course, Kurosawa Yan and Yuki Okubo join forces and are not afraid of devil, but now they are going to deal with det n, so naturally they can't get into trouble anymore!

Both of them suppressed their breath to the lowest point, like corpses, hoping not to be discovered by Devil.

The devil in the darkness finally disappeared slowly after a long time.

Yan Kurosawa stood up again and said, "It's okay, let's go, Axue... Axue?"

Yuki Okubo...is missing!

"Axue!" Kurozawa Yandun was shocked and shouted: "Axue! Axue! Axue!"

Where did Axue... go?

He immediately decided to find A Xue first!

In contrast, the second brother is still in the first prison, which is relatively safer. However, once he gets lost in this hell, the consequences will be unimaginable!

But, where did he find him? Where did he... go?

Is it...devil?

After all... Unlike Yan Kurosawa, Yuki Okubo is a first-level goal! Although his strength is far superior to that of an ordinary first-level goal, it is definitely not so easy to deal with when facing devil!

"A Xue!"

With the shouts from Kurosawa Yan, finally... it attracted dead!

Those ghosts with hunchbacks and mechanized bodies are moving forward!

However, Kurosawa Yan had discovered before that the difference between dead and ghost is obvious. Any ghost is a spirit body, an idealistic existence in a high-level space different from matter, but dead is completely different, and it is an existence driven by a certain curse. Because of this, once the number of dead is large enough and the ghost tide is trapped in a ghost tide, it can also constitute a life danger to the current Kurosawa Yan!

Hei Yan slashed hard, but the dead in front of him suddenly disappeared! Then the black line drawn by Hei Yan completely flattened the ground! Then, Hei Ze Yan returned to his body again and saw that behind him, the dead appeared there!

Come slowly...come over!

Luck is indeed not very good...

It seems that these dead are very strong when they are alive!

Kurosawa Yan took a deep breath. He knew that he could not panic at the moment. Once he panic, everything would be over!

He was about to wave Hei Yan again, suddenly, he suddenly turned his head and saw one hand stretching out on both sides of his waist, clenching his hands into a fist shape, and leaning tightly together, as if his hands were tied together by a rope!

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Inside the 1st prison.

The prisoners were still searching around dead, each of them was quite nervous.

Ralph's death is really a terrifying threat! If you continue like this, the consequences will be unimaginable! Just one Ralph can kill more prisoners!

At this time, many prisoners elected an Indian monk, Marda, who came to search for dead!

And Marda is a Buddhist practitioner!

Well... In fact, it is not very accurate to say that it is Buddhist practice. Although India is the birthplace of Buddhism, it is now advocated by the so-called Hinduism. Marda is a high monk, but in fact he is a lewd monk at all. His strength is not enough in Buddhist practice. Compared with top Buddhist practices like Kongkong, he is praised by all the scum. However, ordinary prisoners can't understand the difference between Buddhism and Hinduism. They only know that Buddhist practices are more restraining ghosts, and they are comparable to Necromancers in this regard.

"Don't worry, Master Marda, as long as you can find that guy Ralph, I will never stop the female prisoner in our district from now on."

"Yes, Master Marda, the new American Ocean Horse in our area is very sexy. She has only been fucked once, and the bottom is still tight..."

"Fuck, do you have the nerve to give it to Master Marda after you fucked me once?"

"Come on, you can find any of the prisons that have not been ***? If so, you can change it!"

However, Marda quickly said in English with a strong Indian accent: "Don't worry, everything is under God's will. I will definitely find Ralph! As for the rewards you mentioned, whether there is any or not, it is the same."

"Yes, yes, yes, Master Marda is so noble, we all admire him."

He said that, but he thought to himself: This old slut is pretending to be like that. Who doesn’t know that this guy is a hungry ghost in the sex. He was allowed to enjoy it alone with the female prisoner in the same cell, and the others couldn’t even drink soup. This time it was really cheap!

Marda was at this time, looking mysterious and walking through prison areas, constantly muttering words, but she didn't find out at all. This lewd monk was lustful. When he was in the cinema, he didn't know how many actresses he had ruined when he was in the cinema. However, in terms of his strength, he could still act as a blessing in medium-sized theaters, but when he arrived here, he was a little too little to see. After the death of Monk Kongkong, the theater chain of the Buddha was completely occupied by the Death River Sect, which forced those monks to convert to the new gods. The monks who were unwilling to change their beliefs were brutally killed by the Death River Sect. In the end, the monks had to return to secular life and build a new statue of the gods in their theaters! If not, how could he be the "Buddha" who had a half bucket of water here act as a charlatan?

As time went by, I walked around and came to a storage room for the second time, but I still didn't notice anything. The bosses of the prison areas next to me were not as good as before.

"Master..." said a prisoner with a scar on his head: "I have been walking around inside and out for several times, but still I haven't found the dead?"

"What's the hurry, I can definitely find it."

"Master..." He took the word "Master" very seriously, and the Scar Boss said, "Are you okay?"

"Of course!" Marda hurriedly said, "Where did I, Marda, make a living? I am a monk who serves God, I..."

"Go to your god!"

Scar boss punched Marda in the face and knocked him out!

A shit god! In this world, only the new and old gods are real gods!

After being smashed to the wall, Malda hit him and then he was furious: "You...you actually..."

"Old lewd guy, wasted so much time!"

The bosses in several prison areas all saw that Marda was a squatter at all, and he wasted his time and hated him to the core.

Marda wiped off the blood from her mouth and said, "I, I am the monk who serves God. You guys dare..."

Before he could finish his words, his neck was severely cut off!

The head rolled to the ground!

The person who took action was the boss of the prison area A. Gris! Gris's strength can be said to be close to the level of a big boss. It doesn't take much effort to kill such a parallel player like Marda.

"Take this guy's body out immediately, I don't want to see him again!"

"good!"

The boss of the district b prison knew Gris' strength, walked to the headless Marda's body, dragged him up, and was about to drag him away, suddenly...

Marda's right hand suddenly raised and strangled the boss of the District B prison!

At the same time, Marda's broken head suddenly opened her eyes!

"No... impossible..."

"It's not been three hours yet!"

Then, countless screams rang out in this storage room! However, these screams could not be heard outside at all...

"ah!"

At this time, a man suddenly pushed open the door of the storage room and wanted to rush out!

This person was Gris, who killed Marda in an instant, but now he was full of horror!

How could Marda become a dead so quickly? It takes three hours for the dead prisoners to become dead! And, even if they become dead, how could it be so powerful that he could not deal with it?

But, there was no time to think about everything.

A pair of pale hands wrapped around his back, clasped their hands into fists, and pressed tightly together...
Chapter completed!
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