Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

When the shaking reached the limit, the body of the inch-cropped man suddenly stopped strangely.

Immediately afterwards, his body bounced off the ground,

At the same time, a clatter sounded.

All of a sudden, various viscera accompanied by a large amount of plasma fell from the short-haired man's abdomen, spilling all over the floor.

A strong stench permeated the air.

When Wei Juntao heard it, his stomach churns, and he quickly covered his nose with his hands.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw it falling from the belly of the short-haired man.

In addition to internal organs and blood plasma, there was also a man covered in viscous blood.

This person does not have a single strand of hair all over his body, nor does he have a single body hair.

Smooth and smooth.

Wei Juntao still recognized at a glance that this man was a man with a cropped head.

"What's going on here?" Wei Juntao opened his eyes wide and muttered to himself.

No one explained it to him.

The cut-headed man who burst out of his body stood firm, and didn't even look at Wei Juntao who was bewildered.

He ran straight to his former body.

Stretching out his hand to his pocket, he took out a bag and a box made of gold.

Turning his head quickly, he opened the bag.

Throw the contents towards all the shadows on the bedroom floor.

I saw that the powder scattered by the golden light fell slowly like a goddess scattering flowers.

When the gold powder touched the shadow on the ground, the shadow twisted crazily in a weird way.

Seeing this scene, the inch-cut man did not stop.

After emptying the bag of gold powder, he dropped the bag and opened the gold box.

I saw a circle of thin ink-colored wires in the box neatly coiled there.

The inch-cropped man twirled the circle of ink line with his fingers, and flung it towards the twisting shadow.

A miraculous scene appeared, the ink thread that was coiled into a circle suddenly opened.

Like a swimming snake, it quickly shot towards the shadow.

When the ink line touched the nearest shadow, the ink line seemed to be assimilated.

Turned into a slender black shadow, wandering among all the shadows in the bedroom.

After a few breaths, the black image formed by the ink line seemed to find the right owner.

It shot at the shadow under the bed all at once, pulling a figure out from the large shadow.

Immediately afterwards, the figure was slowly pulled off the ground and stood up like a real person.

And on its surface, there are circles of ink lines.

Seeing this scene, the blood-stained man finally smiled.

The hand holding the gold box stretched forward.

The ink thread entwining the figure not far away seemed to be summoned, pulling the figure towards the gold box.

In just a few breaths, the figure was pulled into the golden box by the same ink thread.

Seeing this, the inch-cropped man hurriedly closed the gold box and heaved a sigh of relief.

And the ink thread was wrapped round and round outside the closed gold box.

Seeing that Phantom was successfully imprisoned in the ink-lined gold box in his hand, the cropped man did not relax.

He looked up again at the place where his companion had fallen, preparing to deal with the second creep.

He hadn't forgotten that there was nothing but the creepy one in this room.

After the death of the companion, another ghost will be revived.

However, when he was ready to fight to the death, he suddenly found that his companion's body had disappeared.

"Damn it, isn't that guy's cunning already recovered?"

The inch-headed man cursed secretly, heightened his vigilance, and carefully felt the strangeness around him.

But after searching for almost a minute, he couldn't feel any other strange things in the room.

Can't help but be surprised.

"What's going on, isn't that guy's trick here?"

"But it shouldn't, it doesn't make sense..."

While thinking, the inch-cut man was still paying attention to the movement around him.

Suddenly, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the surrounding light suddenly became much dimmer.

At the same time, the body of the companion who had been missing appeared in the living room without any sign.

And around the corpse were several men and women who had never met before.

The inch-cut man froze for a moment, before realizing what had happened.

I heard the young man who was the leader among those men and women say:

"Thank you so much."

"Thank you? Are you thanking me?"

The inch-cut man was thinking this way, and was about to ask a question.

Suddenly, among the men and women in the living room, the woman with twin ponytails came out.

She also held a rusty knife in her hand.