Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

No way, the situation is stronger than people.

From Chen Li's appearance, it didn't look like he was joking. For his own sake, he could only speak in light of current affairs.

Hearing the thunderstorm's words, Chen Li stopped immediately and turned his head to look.

Said without expression:

"Speak quickly, lest you wait for the next person to come, and it will be useless for you to speak again."

What does "it's useless to say any more" mean, of course Thunderstorm knows.

He couldn't help but refresh his view of the young man in front of him again - he was a ruthless stubble.

"Cough cough..."

Thunderstorm cleared his throat and said:

"That's right, the mad dogs from the underworld are indeed here."

After speaking, he put on a pitiful expression again.

"Little brother, I've already told you what I know, can you untie this thing for me?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the ink rope that tied him up.

Chen Li ignored his request and muttered to himself:

"People from the underworld don't come early or late, but they come at this time. Why?"

Seeing that Chen Li did not agree, Lei Feng tried again and said:

"I said little brother, it's useless for you to guess like this, why don't you let me go first, we two..."

"Cough cough!"

Qiu Fang suddenly coughed a few times.

Thunderstorm suddenly came to his senses and changed his words:

"Oh, we can still discuss and discuss."

At this time, Chen Li raised his head, glanced at Qiu Fang lightly, and said:

"The rope is tied to your body, so what does it have to do with your mouth?"

After finishing speaking, before the thunderstorm whose face turned into a pig liver color made a sound, he continued:

"You came here in such a hurry to report the news, could it be that the people from the underworld came for you?"

Although Po Meng didn't find anything tricky just now, but Qiu Fang and the others guarded the statue turned into the victim here, which obviously indicated that there was something wrong with the statue.

As another organization of treacherous masters in Xia Kingdom, if the Underworld knows that the spirit-hunting group has made such a small move, it will definitely not let them do what they want.

It is also reasonable to send someone over to make trouble.

Thunderstorm seemed to be tied up very uncomfortable, twisted his body, and said in a muffled voice:

"Who knows why those lunatics came here, anyway, when they saw us, they thought a dog saw shit... Bah, bones..."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Chen Li frowned.

"So, when you escaped, they were already discovered?"

According to Qiu Fang, the thunderstorm team is among the top existences in the entire ghost control team of the spirit hunting team.

If the people sent by the underworld were just ordinary characters, Lei Feng and the others would definitely not run away immediately after seeing each other.

It must be because the other party is someone they can't afford to provoke, even if their team and Qiu Fang's team are combined, it is impossible to win the character.

From this point of view, the underworld attaches great importance to this operation.

"Hey, where did you see that I ran away? I was retreating strategically."

Thunderstorm was very dissatisfied with Chen Li saying that he ran away, and his temper immediately came up again.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was "punished".

He only felt that the ink rope on his body was tightened in an instant, and it became difficult to even breathe.

"Cough cough..."

Thunderstorm's face turned red in an instant, and then turned into a sauce purple.

He wanted to ask for mercy.

However, he couldn't even breathe smoothly, so how could he be able to speak.

Chen Li also intended to teach Lei Tian, ​​a guy with a short memory, a lesson, so he didn't stop Xiao Bai right away.

When he saw that Thunderstorm's eyes were bloodshot, and he was exhaling more air than inhaling, he signaled Xiaobai to let him go.

"Whoosh..."

Breathing fresh air again, Thunderstorm couldn't help but greedily took a big breath.

Seeing this scene, Shen Taiping, who had been hiding behind Chen Li, couldn't help laughing.

"Pfft..."

Thunderstorm was getting angry, and he stared at the past with bloody eyes that hadn't faded.

However, Shen Taiping hid behind Chen Li, and there was no light around him.

Even if Thunderstorm stared out his eyes, he still couldn't see what the person who laughed at him looked like.

However, just when he was about to look back with hatred, he saw the familiar hem of the gown.

In today's society, although clothing and clothing run through ancient and modern times, there are all kinds of strange things.

But most people are still used to wearing modern clothes.

Only a very small number of "old school" have been wearing certain very characteristic clothes.

Just like the hem of a gown seen by a thunderstorm.

This kind of clothing is only worn by one of the masters of the world.