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ng as mist, but also had an unusual stench. A dozen bandits just smelled a trace of it and foamed at the mouth, suffocating and falling into a.
however, the paper man has no sense of smell and cannot smell it at all.
Although the stench had no effect on the paper man, the yellow smoke blocked the sight of both the paper man and Zhang chen.
the weasel took the opportunity to rush into the crowd and hide.
At first glance, they were all bandits possessed by illusions, and there was no trace of the weasel at all.
\"want to hide in the crowd?\" Zhang chen smiled coldly: \"In that case, I will also be a knight in the book and eliminate harm for the people. Kill!\"
\"puff, puff...\" the paper man waved his arms, harvesting lives one by one.
the bandits fell down in rows like straw, with blood flowing all over the ground.
but they still seemed unaware, still addicted to their own indulgences.
the weasel hiding among the bandits spoke, his voice moving from left to right, from front to back, as if ing from all directions.
\"why do you want to put me to death and pursue me so hard?\"
this demon can talk?
Zhang chen was a little surprised, but he frowned. From the sound, he couldn't tell the weasel's true location.
but it doesn't matter, kill all these bandits, this weasel can't hide even if he wants to.
but Zhang chen still replied: \"I want your skin. If you can peel it off and give it to
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