Chapter 52: The Fierce Battle (for collection)



Looking at the madness who nodded slightly, the Scar Man finally couldn’t help it, and he yelled directly: “Smelly girl, you are really… shameless for your face, Laozi didn’t even leave his hands to tear you apart. It’s underwear, you’re actually going to kill you.”

Speaking of the Scar Man who was enveloped in the black windbreaker, he touched a three-inch long wound on his waist that almost tore his waist, and took a breath.

“It’s worthy of being praised by them, it’s really terrifying!” Another voice came out, and the people who were entangled by vines also spoke out. If you look closely, the vines entwining him all resemble Yan. It was the same, wilted, like a scar left by a cat’s claw, Madara refuted it.

“Crazy, I really don’t understand why you have to set this shit rule. When hunting, you can’t talk.” With a trace of complaint, a child-like voice suddenly became angry.

“I don’t want to fail. The more I say, the more exposed. Scarman and you are people who can’t stand provocations. They are easily impulsive.” His eyes were slightly narrowed, and the thunderous luster gradually dimmed as he watched. The girl nailed to the tree, clairvoyant as the person in charge of this operation, explained in a cold voice, then glanced at the scar man indifferently, and said without a trace of emotion: “Scar man, he has not followed the command several times, reckless Close combat, not dead, you are really dead.”

“I…how did I know that she suddenly…transformed…” The Scar Man straightened his chest and said confidently. However, looking at the cold eyes of clairvoyance, he hissed in his heart.

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