He shook his head helplessly, and then he asked with a smile: "You guys talk about it now!"

"I'll do it!" The man in a martial arts uniform took a step forward with his head raised and his chest raised, saying, "My name is Daiko Inoue, the coach of Karate!"

"Yaoka Inoue? Not a Chinese?" Qi Luohan couldn't help but say curiously.

His inadvertent words woke everyone up, how did the Japanese speak Chinese and speak so standard?

Daikao Inoue was also curious. Are these in front of him not Japanese? Why are they so standard in Japanese?

"Chinese? I'm not Chinese either! I'm Japanese, my name is Jiro Noda, the owner of the grocery store." The man who spoke was the more vulgar looking man: "Aren't you Japanese?"

"No, I am Chinese! High school student, my name is Qi Luohan," said Qi Luohan.

"I'm Chinese too!" said Zhang Chen, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

Then the man carrying a green travel bag touched his head embarrassedly and said, "If this is the case, I may be the most peculiar. Neither of me is, I am Korean! My name is An Zhucheng, a college student, who came to China for tourism, but I don't know why I came here."

Koreans, Chinese, Japanese, and different people speak the same way? This is the doubt of everyone present!

Just as everyone was confused, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Welcome to the Death God Space, Hello everyone, my name is Fake Mask! I'm very happy to meet you! I'm your novice instructor!" Countless light spots suddenly appeared in the void, and the light spots instantly condensed into a person's appearance. When I saw that person, Qi Luohan was completely shocked because the person he saw was exactly the same as the person on the necklace, wearing a robe, and a cross was enshrined between his hands, almost carved from a mold. The only difference was that the color of the clothes was different. Similarly, the face was wearing a skeleton mask, not a real skeleton face.

"Oh, it turns out to be you, a charlatan who pretends to be a ghost." A sarcastic voice sounded from behind everyone. Yes, the person who said this was the fat man who threw the black briefcase: "I said who brought us over? It turned out to be you. Tell you that I am a friend of the mayor of City W. If you know the truth, let us go back, otherwise you will suffer."

It seemed that the fat man was talking was really like this, but unfortunately, his aura was powerful, but he didn't calm down the guy in front of him. The man with the skeleton mask let out a chuckling, and his smile was so weird and so disdainful, as if the fat man was just a mustard of grass in his eyes.

"Do you know? As your novice guide, you should curry favor with me. I didn't expect you to be so unreasonable. It seems that your world has not taught you what kind of politeness is. Since that's the case, I will tell you, treat the instructor's impolite consequences!" The person under the mask suddenly became cold.

The fat man's previous aura disappeared without a trace. His footsteps couldn't help but retreated with fear, and his eyes looked uneasy to the left and right sides, as if he wanted to ask for help from others, but then a trace of helplessness flashed through his expression. It seemed that no one came to speak for him, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Why did I open my mouth more?

However, he was still very brave. Seeing that no one helped him, he immediately increased his voice and created some momentum for himself, and shouted: "What, what else do you want! I tell you, don't think that you will be afraid of you with a skull mask. It's okay to cheat children like this, but it may not work for me!"

When he said this, Qi Luohan found that his hands couldn't help trembling. It was obvious that he was slapping the swollen face and pretending to be fat.

"Oh, sometimes, ignorant people always need bloody lessons to understand the truth of this world!" The instructor pretended to be shaking his head in a fake face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man's body immediately floated into the air, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, it slowly floated up like a balloon. The fat man looked at his body of more than 160 pounds in surprise, and floated up from the ground inexplicably.

"This...what is going on? Who will save me, who will save me!" The fat man was frightened like people around him asking for help, but no one was willing to help him, because no one knew him, and no one wanted to cause trouble. The most important thing was that everyone was amazed at how he flew up!

With a "huh", the fat man fell from a height of several meters. Then with a "bang", the fat body slammed heavily on the ground. Suddenly, he heard a slight cracking sound of the bridge of the nose. Blood flowed out of the fat man's eyes and nose, and a piece of skin on his forehead was knocked away. Blood poured out like a spring. Before the fat man could moan in pain, his body flew into the sky again and then fell down again. This was repeated over and over again. After more than ten times, the fat man had long been unrecognizable. He had no idea how many pieces of his hands and feet had shattered, and the bright red blood dyed the ground red, just like the Shura battlefield.

"This is really bloody!" Qi Luohan frowned. He had never seen such a strange and bloody scene. This could not be explained by science.
Chapter completed!