Here Lies The Wicked

Savadica?

Thai fist master Lyla, Thai knife master Heiner, Shannon Black Witch, etc. all look at Fang Zheng with a different look.

Because in Siam, only women speak of Savadica.

In Siam, women talk like drag sounds, like Savadica ~ ~ ~

And men talk without dragging on the long tone, usually Savadi… cards, and the final card, as the final tone, is the bass tape that goes by, and the unclear hear Savadi.

So, you're a man with a voice saying, "What the hell is Savadica?"

“What do you have to do with corpse scent? ”

“Are you a national practitioner or an outside practitioner? ”

“What's your name? ”

“Take off your helmet and we'll verify your identity! ”

A group of people were confused, Fang didn't understand a word, but he could see that these people were very unfriendly to him, and an angry face was like trying to skin him cramps to eat his flesh.

Fang was going to take out his smartphone and borrow the translation APP to translate Siam. As a result, people across the street thought that Fang was going to pull out some kind of dark device. He drank angrily and started directly.

“He must have been an accomplice of the people behind the corpse incense, the Holy Monk Dragon Lady Pivot has killed the Hundred Buddha Temple, captured the Messenger behind the scenes, the one who just bounced back our curse, surely is the strong one hidden behind the Hundred Buddha Temple! The Holy Monk Dragon Prix didn't kill the man in front of us. It must be because he is too weak to deserve the Holy Monk's help. Let's catch this man together and collect some interest first! ”

All these people made Fang Zheng a weak man. Little fellow, the cheers came out in a neat line.

A pile of curses, Qi Qi is throwing it over.

But these people are cautious enough, and with what they've been through, they don't dare to put up a spell prop, and they're putting a curse on each other.

Not to be backphaged.

The Nanyang curse, that is the world famous, in this part of the South Ocean, that is, here in Southeast Asia, in the primitive jungle of South Barbarian, poisonous insects and poisons are numerous, so witchcraft has always been the mainstay of this side of Southeast Asia, like the most famous downfall.

This cheering platoon of people, as many as three quarters of the people on the 40th and 50th, are witchcraft downers, a two-eyed excitement, eager to break the downward curse.

Especially the breathless black witch, as if the hungry man saw the goddess of stripping naked clothes, with a great revenge on her face, awkwardly pulled out a bunch of bottle jars, all bottles of essential oil filled with the blood of the strong, the first to take the lead.

Persimmons pinch softly.

The bad breath black witch intends to recover her confidence and her previously lost face from the square first.

These sperm blood spells are his last home.

Yet!

Next second!

Behind the original empty square, suddenly a ghost bride appeared in the sky, because the first direction was cursing, naturally becoming the first to be washed backwards.

See the bottle of oil in the hands of the breathless black witch. Boom! Boom!

Collective self-destruct.

The breathless black witch almost scared the piss, his legs were soft, he almost didn't suffocate and faint, that's the last thing on his body! It all went in!

……

Still, it's the dark water cell.

The water jail riot, with the death of a prisoner, the upper level of the water jail was directly shocked, then Thunder was angry and went directly down to the water jail to thoroughly investigate the explosion.

The prison is full of convicted perpetrators, all of whom have archives, and now one person is dead for no reason, and the higher echelons must be held accountable.

“Waste! It's a bunch of shit! If I suffer, I will make you suffer collectively before I fall!” The higher-upstairs rushed down to the dungeon and were furious.

“Is this a secret capture of Western intelligence agents or of our own Siam felons? ”

Immediately, a cold-sweated man hurriedly replied: "Dead is a felon named Dili, a Siam national, 37 years old, awakener, charged with murder and rape, who has committed a total of six exterminations. ”

That's a piece of shit.

There's nothing left to die for.

High-Level: “This is definitely not suicide. Someone must be behind this. It's definitely my competitors. They're going to drag me into the water and put me in charge before they change! ”

“From now on, I will personally stay in the water jail until I catch the real killer behind my back! As long as I'm here, don't tell me I didn't even get a chance to blow his fucking head off! ”

“Area A, where Western intelligence agents are held, is the top priority. Even if all Siamese criminals die, they must not die of a white man, otherwise a diplomatic dispute will arise! ”

Arrests are arrests, dead people are dead.

The latter is an endless situation.

Small countries like South-East Asia cannot provoke hegemonic countries in the West at all.

In order to preserve the secrets opened by Fuji this time, the Siam government has secretly captured a number of Western intelligence agents.

It's just that the executives are just finishing up, bang! Boom!

Right under the eyes of the upper echelons, three people suddenly burst into their heads, and the bodies fell straight into the sewage, and the smell of blood was thick in the air.

And these heads, they're all next door neighbors to the first heads.

The upper echelons looked blunt and pale.

……

Right this way.

Just as the bottles of essential oil in the hands of the breathless black witch exploded collectively, so did all the other Southeast Asian downers, all cursed, before they could react… all the cursed props in their hands exploded themselves.

+1 Normal Soul Qi from the Curse.

+1 Normal Soul Qi from the Curse.

……

In an instant, Fang was earning thirty-six spirits. He was smiling with joy, but the group of heads down across the street were scared to pee.

Curse against phage? You can reverse the curse of more than 30 downers and give life to no one!

Is this about collectively forcing them to die and sweep the Southeast Asian Down Master?!

These lowered masters looked at the ghost bride right behind Fang with a desperate look on her face.

Weren't those who broke their curse in the illusion before the Dragon Lady went after them? Is this the “Savadica Man”?

Holy monk, you're pitting us!

Leave us the persimmons!

The pitted lowered masters can only hope for the three strongest of them, Thai boxer Lyla, Thai knife master Heiner, and Kun Pan with evil babies hanging behind him, good at serving ghosts and raising ghosts.

These three are the strong ones in the land of night travel.

It's not that they don't have other night strollers, mainly Southeast Asian practitioners are basically heads down, they can't kill each other.

It's like the weirdest four-sided ghost, and the similarly weak Shannon wizard, all in square hands.

There is only force left in the melee.