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Chapter 289: The Phantom of the Opera

After hearing what this woman said, I almost fainted. I have also seen narcissistic people, but I have never seen such a shameless one: "I just want to ask where the teleportation point is in Jiaocheng today."

"Over there!" He turned his attention to the movie again. Without even looking at it, the girl pointed to the west.

"Thank you." After saying thank you, I walked aside and said to Fu Jiang: "Sister, lend me a drop of blood."

"What are you doing?" Fu Jiang glanced at me warily, but he also wanted to know what my intentions were.

"Harming people." My answer was very simple and clear.

Reluctantly squeezing me a drop of blood, Fu Jiang grinned exaggeratedly and said, "It hurts so much, I feel like I'm suffocating."

Ignoring her, I cast my gaze on Mao Wu Daoliu. Before he started speaking, this guy had already succumbed to my cold eyes: "Mr. Mao Wu, since your seal can seal the will-o'-the-wisp, it can act as a

The effect of increasing the attack range, then, will the seal you put on Fu Jiang's blood speed up the assimilation of the infected, thereby preventing the recurrence of the counter-devourment that happened to me?"

Upon hearing my bold guess, both Maowu Daoliu and Tomie exclaimed: "Genius!"

As he said that, Maowu Daoliu put a seal on the drop of Fujiang's blood in my hand. At this time, it looked like a red preservative.

Walking to an uninhabited land, I took out the civet cat's transformation card from the package. An extremely ugly face appeared in my mind. I did a backflip and put the civet cat's transformation card on my head. I successfully transformed.

I became the person in my mind. At this time, I saw that I had one eye, a flat nose, and no lips. My face was almost hidden by scars, but I was wearing a beautiful black jazz suit, and my hair was stained with oil.

The rendering has been tied up in several knots. Overall, I am now an extremely dirty villain. No matter how fierce my opponent is, he should not have the courage to raise the knife in his hand after seeing me like this: "How?

, what I look like now." Without the wrapping around my lips, my voice became a little weird and hoarse, making me look like a wicked person who had gone through many vicissitudes of life.

"Brother, I have a desire to vomit!" Fu Jiang was very honest and did not hide his feelings for me at all.

As for Maowu Daoliu, this guy is not much different. It seems that his endurance is relatively strong: "Yin Yang Sang, I really want to jump off the 12th floor now to see if I will be as good as you are now after falling to my death."

Ugly!" I didn't expect that this old boy's mouth was so bad. It seems that I underestimated him before.

"Mr. Thatched House, do me a favor." Ignoring his teasing, I went straight to the point and stated my conditions: "I will be responsible for leading that girl away in a while, and you can help put Fu Jiang's blood into the girl's drink.

!" As I said that, I handed over the blood of Fu Jiang in my hand.

After hesitating for a while, Maowu Daoliu said: "Wait a minute, I'll add a few layers of transfer marks on it first so that it won't break in my hands." As he said that, Maowu Daoliu pinched several seals on the deputy general.

Only after receiving the blood did he accept it.

In fact, there are definitely not a few weirdos on the street, but people as weird and cool as me are as poisonous as scorpions.

After seeing me, everyone seemed to be avoiding me.

In this way, I was actually happy, but as I walked past this side, thatched cottage Daoliu was outflanking me from the other side. I was attracting attention here, but thatched cottage Daoliu was walking comfortably on the other side, and Tomie Nani

Zi stood in the middle, admiring how I designed to harm others.

"Hi! Beauty!" As I was walking on the road, I originally wanted to comb my hair and make a heroic move, but unfortunately, my hair was all tied into knots. I wanted to comb it, but it couldn't move.

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In desperation, I had to give up, but I still combined the actions of performing a stage play to attract the attention of most passers-by.

But who would have thought that at this moment, a piece of whizzing pebbles fell on me. Because I had already seen clearly who hit it in advance, I did not dodge, and I also cooperated with these pebbles.

There was a play.

Covering my face, I pretended to cry first, then I suddenly raised my head and sang: "insleephesangtome,indreamshecame.thatvoicewhichcallstome,andspeaksmyname.anddoidreamagain?fornowifind,thephantomoftheoperaisthere,insidemymind.singonceagainwithme,ourstrangeduet.mypoweroveryou,growsstrongeryet.andthoughyouturnfromme,ncebehind.thephantomoftheoper aisthere,

"Inside your mind." It's a song from The Phantom of the Opera. Anyway, it's not my true self now, it's revealed now, but I really didn't expect that after two verses, not only did it not scare people away, my unique voice also attracted people.

Many listeners came.

Of course, the girl who scolded me before was one of them. I don’t know if this girl is a psychopath. I was so handsome before but she didn’t have any feelings for me. Now that I have turned into a monster, the way she looks at me is weird.

It became ambiguous.

But what was even more exciting was that she walked up slowly and sang a duet with me, which happened to be the following lyrics: "thosewhohaveseenyourface,drawbackinfear.iamthemaskyouwear." At this time, Maowu Daoliu had also poured Tomie's blood on

It was poured into the woman's glass. It happened that she was drinking watermelon juice, which complemented Fujiang's blood so well that it couldn't be seen.

Then it was my turn to sing the next line: "It's metheyhear." At this time, the Thatched House Daoliu had also safely retreated, and now was the best time for me to escape.

However, in order to make this girl drink up all the watermelon juice, I decided to sing with her for a while longer. The better she sang, the easier it would be for me to implement my plan to harm people. This is better than directly singing.

Killing it requires a lot of technical content.

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