Zhang Shuo looked at his body. At this moment, if nothing unexpected happened, he should have been cursed.

Red hairs grew irresistibly on his body. These red hairs seemed to be part of his body. They were painful when they were about to be cut and the blood flowed continuously.

Zhang Shuo pulled off a handful of red hair and looked at the dripping blood on it, with an unprecedented solemn expression.

The blood and breath are very familiar, it is his own.

These red hairs were sucking his blood, but Zhang Shuo could not stop them. The handful of red hairs he had just pulled out had caused some minor injuries, and what was even more serious was that new red hairs had grown out of the wound.

Soon, Zhang Shuo was almost covered with red hair, like a red haired gorilla.

The hairs were just squirming slowly at the beginning, but when they arrived at the back, they attached to Zhang Shuo's body like leeches, and began to tightly tie his body, as if they were about to squeeze out more blood.

If this continues, even if Zhang Shuo has the ability to peel the skin, he will not be dead enough, because Zhang Shuo is uncertain. After he differentiates into a body, will the red-haired curse follow him?

He must find a way to solve it.

At this time, everyone watching here was tightly clenched.

On the screen, Zhang Shuo's actions seemed to have been greatly affected. He had strange red hairs all over his body, making his whole body look a little bloated. And as time went by, these red hairs became more and more prosperous, and even began to extend towards the ground.

Everyone felt something was wrong.

“Master Zhang…”

Old Jia clenched his fists tightly, his eyes shattered.

Ma Xiaolin was about to rush in, but was stopped by several subordinates.

"Chief Ma, you can't go in!"

They all knew that before, Ma Xiaolin suffered heavy injuries just when she came into contact with the red fog. Now, if Ma Xiaolin intervened in such a battle, what's the difference between seeking death?

"Don't stop me, go away!" Ma Xiaolin roared loudly. She didn't care about anything and must go to Jiangbei City.

"Nothing!"

Old Jia scolded and said angrily: "You are going, you can only drag Master Zhang down!"

Ma Xiaolin's eyes were filled with enthusiasm and suddenly she was deflated.

It’s all my fault that I’m too weak to help Zhang Shuo at all.

At this moment, there was a moment of silence in the noisy camp. People looked at Jiangbei City and the strange red hair that had gradually spread out, and everyone was in a heavy mood.

"How did you help him?"

Everyone clenched their fists tightly, and at this moment they felt their insignificance.

And in the whole world, all the humans who were watching the battlefield on the Jiangbei City on the screen were filled with tears in their eyes. They wanted to rush to the battlefield at this moment, even if they were like moths flying into a fire, they would fight against that ghost.

"Jack, where are you going?"

In a bar, a young man had just entered the basement. Every minute, he rushed out with a bunch of guns and ran towards the gate. The companions in the bar hurriedly pulled him away.

They are a group of mercenaries, and this is their nest.

The young man named Jack looked at his companions around him, pointed to the sky that was half covered by dark clouds and said angrily:

"Are we just waiting for death here? Someone is fighting for us. Can you sit here and ignore it and wait for death?"
Chapter completed!