The result of the three days and three nights was the dawn of the third day. The flying knife in his hand pierced the throat of the Malaya troll, weighing 300 kilograms.

He has been locking in Du Mu.

As soon as Du Mu showed up, he would be pierced by his flying knife.

Next time, there will be no mistakes.

Du Mu could only lower his head and feel the steps of the god of death, coming step by step.

He saw the man's military uniform badge, which read Songtai Guess in English.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

But none of them work.

His fire axe?

As soon as you show your head, you will get a knife in your throat, right?

Songtai guessed that the two flying knives just now were even more terrifying than the Xiao Li flying knives.

Is this the difference between professional soldiers and air conditioners?

What to do? What to do?

His eyes were wandering under the bed.

This look doesn't matter.

Du Mu was so scared that he was scattered.

Because there was someone under the dark bed!

To be precise, it is a dead man's hand.

The whole hand was purple-red, filled with abnormal corpse spots and shocking terrifying bulges.

What kind of dead people are so terrifying?

Du Mu noticed that there was no watch on this right arm.

If the adventurer dies, there will be a black stop and the time clears as a symbol of identity.

But this hand, no.

This shows...

This is a plot character.

Dead plot characters.

Du Mu smiled bitterly.

What's the use of a dead drama character?

He paid special attention that the dead body was hidden very deeply and would not have been discovered if he had not squatted down.

But for yourself who is about to take care of your dog, what is the use of this thing?

A thought suddenly came to his mind.

Extremely crazy thoughts.
Chapter completed!