Chapter97

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After a while, the thick twine left by the attackers came in handy. They were completely subdued after being hit hard, and they wanted to resist but were suppressed. They were all firmly **** in a row.

These people are all from a certain secret technique group overseas. Recently, they lie in wait in the Tingfeng Drizzle Building and attacked other candidates who came to investigate the situation, including Joe's companions. They have excellent eyesight in the dark, taking advantage of passing people to take advantage of the opportunity to inflict harm, and even spread evil remarks to the outside world in an attempt to use this method to reduce competitors.

Meiru Z scanned a circle of brawny men with exotic appearances, and said lightly: "Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with it, it's all people with bad intentions."


The baby stone veins have made many people jealous, and Joe's team is quite famous overseas, so it is naturally targeted.

After the strong foreign men were tied up, Chu Qianli became more courageous. She pointed to the blue-faced Joe and complained: "Look at what you do, how can you label all your compatriots like this?"

Joe was wiping the wounds on his face with the wet wipes he carried, and reminded: "Friends, I am not from the same country as them. Didn't you find that I can't understand them?"

The attackers' native language is not English, and Joe couldn't understand their communication when he was beaten.

"Don't worry if you don't know how to open Nice, why don't you even understand foreign languages?"

"I..." Qiao was just about to open his mouth to argue. He glanced at the Talking Muxing behind her, and was instantly weakened, "Forget it, my friend, I really don't understand, maybe I'm illiterate."

Talking about Mu Xinglu, Qiao changed his name to a friend, and his sense of proportion was instantly filled. He no longer has the momentum of quarreling with the bear boy at the entrance of the lobby. He mainly found that Chu Qianli's guardian is indeed better than the patron saint, not to mention whether he can beat ghosts, beating people is really top-notch.

Joe simply treated the wound, hissing with pain.

Meiru Z called the old man on the night shift at the door and asked if the Monderson Group could find a police force to deal with the secret technique group that deliberately murdered the candidates. There is no surveillance camera in the Tingfeng Drizzle Building, but fortunately, Chu Qianli and others can come forward to testify, and Qiao is still bruised and swollen now.

Tan Muxing is responsible for keeping an eye on the tied strong men. Now Chu Qianli is relieved of the crisis and can stroll around on the third floor. She always felt a strange wind in the building, and whispered: "The feeling of the third floor is not very good."

Meiru Z hung up the phone and frowned, "I'm afraid there is more than one murder in this building. There is one in the elevator patio, and there is another in this floor. Otherwise, the hexagram will not be so fierce."

"The patron saint said that an evil mage once lived here, and he also performed a dark ritual." Joe added, "My companion and I wanted to do purification yesterday, but we didn't find a place to hold the ritual. We were still caught by this group of people. Pushed downstairs inexplicably."

Chu Qianli vomited: "...Don't take a peek at the exam questions and say it refreshingly and vulgarly as a ritual of purifying darkness."

Qiao Zheng said: "Purifying the soul of the dead is far more important than taking an exam."

"Mr. Master doesn't say this with an injured face even more convincing."

Qiao is now beaten into a pig head. His face is full of wounds, and he is annoyed when he hears that: "Why these people are rushing to my face, absolutely jealous of my handsome face, I won't be able to see anyone at the exam tomorrow!"

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