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Tang Wen walked out of the room after searching for the room without any results.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he lowered his head suddenly, as if he stepped on something under his feet.

Tang Wen raised his foot and looked down, it was a rag doll.

This rag doll has a smiling face, but the lips seem to have been painted with lipstick, which looks very bright and weird.

Especially in this empty manor, such a rag doll suddenly appeared, which is even more frightening.

Tang Wen frowned.

When he came in, he didn't seem to see the doll.

Or, when he came in, there were no dolls at all.

Tang Wen felt more and more weird, and the quiet environment around him put a huge pressure on his heart, as if something terrible was about to happen.

This kind of pressure made him very irritable, even almost insane.

During this time, Tang Wen has been restraining himself.

But now, he felt that he was on the verge of breaking out.

Tang Wen took a deep breath, passed the doll again, and opened another room.

However, just as he opened it, he suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood.

At the same time, Tang Wen saw a corpse on the ground at a glance.

The corpse of a stray dog!

At some point, the stray dog ​​died in the room.

Moreover, this stray dog, which Tang Wen had only seen during the day, should be the stray dog ​​he kicked away in the flower garden.

"Snapped".

Tang Wen suddenly heard a slight sound in his ears.

It was the voice from the hall downstairs!

Tang Wen turned around sharply, and rushed out with a stride.

Upstairs, he saw a figure looming in the hall below.

"who?"

Tang Wen let out a low shout.

At the same time, instead of taking the stairs, he jumped directly from the guardrail upstairs to the lobby on the first floor.

"Bang".

Tang Wen fell to the ground and instantly cracked the floor of the hall.

"Swish".

His eyes were fixed on the front, and he saw a petite figure, all in black, and because the sky was too dark, he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly.

Just vaguely saw that the other party seemed to be wearing a mask.

"Crack".

Tang Wen stepped on the ground with one foot, and with the help of the force of the back kick, he swooped directly at the black shadow like a wild beast.

At such a close distance, the black shadow couldn't dodge, so he just punched Tang Wen in the same way.

"Bang".

Tang Wen punched out. With the strength of the third level of his giant bear art, even if he didn't burst into the special state of the giant bear's real body, his body is still very strong.

Especially strength, very strong.

Therefore, the fists of the two collided fiercely, and suddenly, the overwhelming power in Tang Wen's body exploded.

The black shadow seemed to sense something was wrong, and quickly took a few steps back.

However, Tang Wen has already followed and came to the front of the black shadow.

He grabbed it with a big hand, and he had already caught Soi Ying's shoulder.

"call out".

The black shadow actually held the dagger in his hand, and a cold light suddenly appeared, directly stabbing Tang Wen's neck.

Such a short distance, and the opponent's speed is very fast, even the sharp edge seems to be cutting Tang Wen's neck, making Tang Wen inevitable.

Its combat experience is extremely rich.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Wen didn't even move.

"Eight-faced hand!"

Tang Wen let out a low snort.

Immediately, his hands shook slightly, and then countless hands appeared densely packed.

And the man in black couldn't tell the truth from the fake at all, as if they were all real.

"Snapped".

Tang Wen grabbed the dagger with his palm.

Just inches from the front of his throat, he grabbed the dagger.

The opponent's strength was great, but it was no match for Tang Wen. Therefore, Tang Wen firmly grabbed the dagger, unable to move at all.

The man in black wanted to draw out the dagger, but he couldn't.

Moreover, what surprised the man in black even more was that Tang Wen's palm was not injured.

You know, the dagger is quite sharp, Tang Wen held the dagger in his hand, how could he not be injured?

In fact, Tang Wen's eight-faced hand had already strengthened his palm once.

Coupled with the giant bear skill, it is equivalent to strengthening it three times.

Therefore, the defensive power of Tang Wen's palm is quite astonishing. The sharp dagger held by Tang Wen, the skin is like old cowhide, and even the dagger cannot be cut.