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"...%&...￥&*%...￥%...#@#￥@..."

As the bent legs straightened again, Ah Hao's swaying body seemed to be pulled by some kind of force to stand firm.

Immediately afterwards, Ah Hao opened his eyes and looked at everything in the room around him, especially the disgusting flying head landing in midair, his eyes were full of agility.

He tilted his head and let out a chuckle like a child.

He landed at the flying head in mid-air and asked in a high tone. Naturally, the latter would not answer his question and continued to grin and roar.

"@#%%!"

Seeing that Fei Tou Jiang didn't answer, Ah Hao's face immediately showed an angry expression, pouted and hummed, looking like a child.

"Jiuying, it's good, why did Ah Hao suddenly?"

On the side, looking at Ah Hao who suddenly seemed to be a different person, like a child, with a puzzled expression on his face, he asked Lin Jiuying, who was panting in front of him.

"Just now I cast the Maoshan Invitation Mantra to invite the third prince of Nezha, the great **** of the Santan Haihui, so what you see now is actually Ah Hao who has been put on by the third prince..."

The great **** of Santan Haihui is the title of the **** of the third prince Nezha.

As a popular belief among the people, the image of the third prince has undergone several generations of evolution and preaching, and was finally absorbed and integrated into the Taoist guardian from the original Buddhist guardian deity. Influenced by beliefs, the image of the third prince, Nezha, has also changed from a mighty Buddhist guardian deity to a beautiful child.

Of course, don't look at the cute appearance of the third prince, but as the guardian deity appointed by Buddhism and Taoism, he is a famous deity in itself.

This is not the deity of the local religion such as Haitian Voodoo, but a real god, who is in charge of subduing demons and subduing demons.

This is also the reason why Lin Jiuying chose to invite the third prince to come.

Using the third prince to deal with demons like Fei Tou Jiang is a proper professional counterpart.

In mid-air, the hovering flying head descended, although he couldn't understand what was happening in front of him.

However, he instinctively sensed an obvious threat from Ah Hao.

Opening a pair of red eyes, he looked at Ah Hao with a child-like vindictive expression in front of him, Fei Tau Jie opened his mouth and whistled and rushed towards him.

"&(...%"

Seeing the flying head descending towards him, Ah Hao wrinkled his nose. He looked like an adult on the outside, but his every move was full of childishness.

He raised his arm, aimed at the flying head landing, and patted it lightly.

The flying head that looked menacing at first was actually shot back by Ah Hao as if he was shooting a ball.

boom!

Of course, all this is just superficial.

It was shot by Ah Hao and flew out, and the flying head landed on the wall of the detention room with a huge rumbling sound. The whole head actually smashed an obvious pothole on the wall like a heavy iron ball, accompanied by a large number of Cracks like spider webs.

Obviously, the fight between the third prince and Fei Tou Jiang was not just a simple joke.

"Gollum!"

He glanced at the big hole that Fei Tou Jiang had made, and then glanced at Ah Hao who was wearing a red apron not far away and still looked smart, Lao Qian swallowed and said to Lin Jiuying next to him.

"Jiuying, why don't we stay away, if the third prince fights with this thing and it affects us, it's no joke."

Even the wall can be smashed into a big hole, Lao Qian doesn't think that his skinny arms and legs can resist beatings from the wall.

Hearing Lao Qian's proposal, Lin Jiuying looked at Ah Hao with a playful expression not far away, and couldn't help but nodded.

Ahao, who is now the third prince's upper body, has a hint of the power of the third prince in every move.

The title of Santan Haihui Great God originally meant that the third prince had the power of the three altars of heaven, earth and water, like a sea meeting.

Such power, even if only a trace of it descended on Ah Hao's body, was an earth-shattering existence.

"Slightly, slightly~"

With a slap, Ah Hao tilted his head and made a face at the flying head on the wall, then turned around and came to the iron railing of the detention room, reaching out and grabbing one of the iron railings with a relaxed expression. Just tore off one and waved it in his hand, while waving the railing, Ah Hao, the third prince tore off another railing, put it in his hand and bent the straight iron rod into an iron rod with ease. The ring was wrapped around his neck.

Holding the iron railing with one hand, and putting an iron ring around his neck, coupled with the red bellyband he wears, Ahao's image has only fit the traditional third prince.

With the addition of railings and iron rings, the third prince's movements became a bit more comfortable.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

He waved the iron railing in his hand like a flaming spear, forming afterimages in front of him, and then holding the iron ring and turning it back and forth.

Ah Hao stopped his movements, reached out and aimed at the flying head not far away, and moved his fingers to make a provocative action.

Whoa, whoa!

Flying out of the pothole in the wall, the flying head lowered and shook his head, shaking off the gravel on his head and organs, and looked up to see Ah Hao beckoning in front of him.

The originally ferocious character, immediately headed on, with sharp teeth, he rushed towards Ah Hao in front of him again.

Bang, bang!

Looking at the flying head landing, Ah Hao's face showed a look of eagerness to try.

Grabbing the iron railing in his hand, he stabbed the flying head down without hesitation~www.readwn.com~ Pooh!

The flying head descended with great strength and collided with the iron railing in Ah Hao's hand.

The iron railing was facing the invulnerable head of the flying head. The huge impact made the originally straight railing bend into an exaggerated arc in the harsh twisting sound. Ah Hao, who grabbed the other end of the iron railing, was flying even more. Under the impact of the head drop, he stepped back several steps, leaving a few obvious footprints on the hard concrete floor of the detention room.

Seeing that he was forced to step back by Fei Tou Jiang, Ah Hao immediately became a little angry with the playful expression on his face. He shook his head like a rattle and snorted coldly at Fei Tou Jiang in front of him.

He let go of the iron railing in his hand and took advantage of the situation that Feitoujiang couldn't react in time. He grabbed the iron ring around his neck and waved it, and smashed it towards Feiuujiang in mid-air.

puff--

He was hit on the forehead by the iron ring in Ah Hao's hands. Even the bullets in the police's hands just now couldn't hurt his flying head. Under the iron ring of the third prince, he was stunned. He was punched, and a large bag appeared on his invulnerable forehead, along with a little blood dripping from the wound.