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Chapter 453

Ibrahim didn't know that the treasure had a spirit, so with the hatred in his heart, he angrily chanted witchcraft spells.

"Grandma, this spiritual weapon is really not as effective as an ordinary weapon. Xu Jia actually fooled you! You are a black scepter, as stupid as a pig, a heartless piece of shit, I don't want you anymore."

Xu Jia gently stroked the body of the black scepter and said softly to the black scepter: "Ibrahim called you a stupid pig and a heartless person, so you just tolerate it?"

Buzz!

The Black Scepter trembled, turned back, and locked onto Ibrahim.

"No, don't stare at me, don't stare at me."

Ibrahim was frightened and turned pale: "I was wrong, you are not a stupid pig, you are also heartless, I am a stupid pig, I am heartless, okay?"

The black scepter aimed at Ibrahim and slowly moved closer.

"I already admitted my mistake, why are you still staring at me?"

Ibrahim was stared at by the black scepter. He was so frightened that he almost peed. His suppressed heart was beating wildly. What was even more frightening was that the witchcraft energy was poured into the black scepter. He was already at the end of his rope and had no strength to escape.

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"What a white-eyed wolf!" Ibrahim muttered in a low voice.

But Xu Jia heard it clearly and said to Black Scepter: "It called you a white-eyed wolf. Can you bear it?"

Whoosh!

The black scepter, which had been flying slowly just now, trembled and rushed towards Ibrahim with great momentum.

"Oh my god, it's killing me!"

Ibrahim turned pale with fright and ran away with his head in his hands.

puff!

The black scepter was like a sharp arrow, stabbing Ibrahim's calf hard and staring hard at Ibrahim's leg against a big tree.

"Ouch!"

Ibrahim howled in pain. Not only was it painful, but the corrosive witchcraft entered Ibrahim's blood and corroded his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.

The next moment, Ibrahim's whole body turned black, as if he had run out of a coal mine.

Xu Jia walked up to Ibrahim and snorted: "You are stupider than a stupid pig. A three-year-old child can only play with wooden toys. Give him a real knife and a real gun, and you can't hurt yourself? You

Your IQ is lower than that of a three-year-old, and you still dare to use the black scepter? Are you going to suffer now? You asked for it."

Ibrahim was in such a mess that I really wanted to cry.

Xu Jia stared at Ibrahim and said word by word: "Want to die? Or do you want to live?"

Better to die than live!

Ibrahim was too busy to beg for mercy: "I want to live, I want to live."

"Want to live? That's easy. If I ask you a question, and you agree honestly, if you dare to tell a half-truth, you will just wait until your soul is gone. You won't even have a chance to go to hell."

"I tell the truth, absolutely tell the truth."

Ibrahim was frightened out of his wits. How could he still look like a lofty wizard?

Xu Jia asked solemnly: "Who poisoned Di Wen?"

Ibrahim was still hesitant.

Xu Jia shouted: "Speak quickly!"

"Liu Qishan and his son, they were the ones who poisoned Di Wen." Ibrahim trembled with fright and quickly answered.

"What's the name of the poison?"

"Dark Witch Blood Drops!"

"Did you refine the black witch's blood drops?"

"No, I didn't refine it, I don't have that much ability.

"Who refined the black witch's blood drops?"

"This..." Ibrahim did not dare to say and hesitated.

"Do you want to live?" Xu Jia thundered loudly and shook the black scepter hard.

The black scepter was still poking into Ibrahim's calf, and even the slightest movement caused heartbreaking pain.

"I said, I said!"

Ibrahim said fearfully: "It was made by Hussein."

"Who is Hussein?"

"He is my master, the number one dark wizard in Malay."

Xu Jia shook the black scepter again: "This thing also belongs to your master, right?"

Ibrahim grinned in pain: "It belongs to my master."

Xu Jia asked sternly: "Did Hussein do the eight-door deprivation arrangement arranged by Xintian Plaza?"

Ibrahim nodded quickly, fearing that Xu Jia would shake the black scepter again.

Xu Jia asked: "Why did Hussein arrange the Eight Gates to Exterminate Households?"

Ibrahim hesitated and said: "In order to help the Liu family repair Zheng Peiyun..."

"How dare you lie to me? To deal with Zheng Peiyun, a weak woman, you need eight extremely powerful needles."

Xu Jia was furious, pulled the black scepter out of Ibrahim's calf, and thrust it in again.

With this pull and poke, Ibrahim screamed in pain and fainted from the pain.

Xu Jia had a bad smile on his face: "How dare you pretend to be dizzy? Believe it or not, I'll piss on your face?"

Ibrahim quickly opened his eyes: "I'm awake, don't pee, I'm really awake."

Xu Jia asked again: "Answer me honestly, why did Hussein arrange the Eight Gates to Exterminate Households?"

Ibrahim had no choice but to tell the truth: "Xintian Square is the entrance to hell. Blocking Xintian Square can trap endless ghosts and help Hussein practice."

Xu Jia asked: "Is this the only reason?"

"this……"

"Do you want to feel pain again?"

"Say, I said it's not okay."

Ibrahim found that Xu Jia was too sharp. He couldn't hide anything in front of him. He said anxiously: "I also heard from Hussein that setting up eight door-killing needles not only traps the ghosts, but also wants to

Catch Bai Wuchang."

"Sure enough, I am going for Bai Wuchang."

Xu Jia asked again: "Why did Hussein want to kill Bai Wuchang?"

Ibrahim shook his head: "I don't know."

Xu Jia asked the most critical question again: "What is Hussein doing? Why doesn't he come out to kill me in person?"

Ibrahim said: "Hussein is practicing in seclusion and has reached the most critical moment."

"Where do you practice?"

"Thirty miles to the northwest, there is a bald mountain. There is an old castle on the top of the mountain. Hussein is practicing inside."

After Xu Jia asked all the questions, he almost knew the answers to the riddles.

Ibrahim's body was corroded by voodoo, his blood vessels were blocked, his skin was black with blue, and he had difficulty breathing. He was obviously in extreme pain.

"Save me, save me quickly! I don't want to die." Ibrahim begged pitifully for mercy.

Xu Jia hummed: "Don't worry, you won't die. You are an important witness. If you die, who will testify?"

He pulled out the black scepter, pierced the silver needle, and blocked the eight major meridians of Ibrahim's body.

After a while, gurgling witchcraft gas and turbid water flowed out from Ibrahim's mouth, eyes, nose, and ears, and the stench was filled with stench.

When the turbid water flows out, Ibrahim's voodoo is removed.

But the gurgling witchcraft energy is the essence of Ibrahim's witchcraft energy.

The exhaustion of these witchcraft essence also indicates that Ibrahim is no longer a great wizard and becomes an ordinary old man.

"It's over! It's all over!"

Ibrahim was in agony, his face was lined with grooves, like a deflated eggplant, and his life was extremely frustrated.

Xu Jia made a phone call.

After a while, several police cars came into the woods.

Devin arrived with a group of police officers.

Xu Jia told the story about Ibrahim telling Liu Qishan to poison him.

Di Wen was overjoyed and patted Xu Jia's shoulder affectionately: "Xiao Xu, I really have you. How did you do it?" Moon God Book Club: 19078548

Ibrahim rolled his eyes at Di Wen listlessly and thought to himself: You are stupid. You asked Xu Jia how he did it. Of course he used force to conquer people. He was also blind. He didn't notice the blood on my leg.

A hole? Too pathetic. (To be continued)


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