MTL - Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy-Chapter 309 joint magician

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Hearing Ross's words, the young man's heart suddenly caused a huge shock, and then his face changed greatly, as if the things in his heart that he didn't want others to know the most were being said.

The other people around noticed the youth's expression at this time, and then said in surprise, "Did this guy guess all right?"

At the same time, in a few corners not far from here, several very ordinary-looking people are constantly paying attention to the situation here, and it can be seen from their appearance that the comers are not good.

The young man was a little embarrassed at this time, and this public execution made him very uncomfortable.

Ross smiled and said, "Do you still need to guess the next three cards?"

As a staunch atheist, although it is best for the young man to let him leave, the people around him start to boo.

"Keep guessing!"

"Don't go! Boy! Don't let this guy fool you!"

"Yes! Don't be afraid!"

"You wouldn't be afraid of this street crook, would you?"

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After some agitation, the unbelieving young man gritted his teeth, handed the Q of Hearts to Ross and said, "If you have the ability, continue to guess!"

Ross said with a smile: "The third card is a 7 of clubs. Your life is now in a huge turning point, and you are full of hesitations about the future."

After listening to the silence, the young man handed over the third card and asked in a low voice, "What about after that?"

"The fourth is the Jack of Spades. You're looking for something special right now, and you want to quickly improve your status."

"The fifth card is a diamond K, you are preparing for a game..."

"Stop talking!" The young man turned pale, threw the poker to Ross, turned and ran away.

The scattered playing cards were swooped into their mouths by two pigeons, and then obediently landed on Ross's shoulders.

"Fantastic magician! Fantastic deck! Anyone else want to play?"

Afterwards, a few more people were not convinced, and they played two games with Los, and were finally executed directly and publicly by Los.

Although the scene was very embarrassing for the people who were executed, it was extremely happy for the people around.

But in half an hour, there were forty or fifty people around.

Then it quickly caught the attention of some people.

While Ross was still performing, suddenly three police officers came over to drive away the people watching the fun, and then directly sandwiched Ross in the middle.

"What?" Ross hurriedly put away his cards.

The three policemen with bad faces said loudly: "You are operating here illegally and blatantly disturbing public order, come with us!"

After saying that, he pulled Ross and turned around and left.

The passers-by who were watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal said loudly, "Street magician! Use your magic and gods to kill these **** cops!"

After speaking, he turned his head and ran away, so that the police would not see his appearance.

It seems that this group of people at the bottom of society have a lot of complaints about these police officers.

The three cops didn't seem to care about this, and continued on with Ross with a gloomy face.

"Where are you taking me?" Ross asked nervously.

The police didn't speak, and then led him directly into a small door without a house number.

Entering the small door, the three people took off the police uniforms outside, and they were the three people who had just been spying on Ross.

"Aren't you the police!?" Loston was surprised for a while.

The three of them didn't say a word, they tied Ross firmly, and then pushed him to the second floor.

"Slow down! Slow down! I just finished eating," Ross said.

"shut up!"

The three said the first sentence, and then pushed Ross to the second floor.

This is a small room, and at this time a middle-aged man is sitting on the sofa in front.

"Butler, someone brought it." The strong man who took the lead said.

Ross looked at the middle-aged man, wearing a black suit, with his hair and beard combed, and a burly figure, who seemed to be from a military background.

"Butler? Wait! What are you doing? I'm just a street magician, I have no money! I have nothing, I just came to Massa yesterday!"

The middle-aged man said lightly: "I know you are just a deceiving magician, and I know that you just came to Massa, and I know that you came here with David Charlemagne."

Hearing this, Rose's expression froze.

The middle-aged man asked indifferently, "Let me ask you, where has David Charlemagne been in the past few years?"

"Augus Empire." Ross answered honestly.

The middle-aged man stood up, took out a knife and put it on Ross's neck: "Are you sure?"

"I... I'm sure!" Ross's acting was excellent.

The middle-aged man smiled gloomily: "You know what? I cut off the heads of at least fifty people. Do you know how I cut it?"

"I'll cut the skin around your neck first, let the blood seep out through the gap, and then gradually cut your muscles and blood vessels. I won't hurt your throat and cervical spine. Do you know what's the benefit of this?"

Ross paled and said, "I'm just a street magician, I don't know anything."

The middle-aged man said in a gloomy voice: "Then you will feel that your blood is constantly flowing down your neck~www.novelbuddy.com~ You can even hear the sound of your own muscles being cut, and then have related consciousness and feelings, and even me Allows you to see what your cervical vertebrae look like!"

While speaking, the middle-aged man's knife had gradually cut into the flesh along Ross's skin.

Ross said loudly at this time: "David Charlemagne has been in Arkham for the past two years!"

Hearing this, a light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then he suddenly used force and cut off Ross's head directly.

The middle-aged man flicked his blade and turned around and said, "Sure enough, Charlemagne's return this time has something to do with Arkham, let's deal with the corpse, and then notify the little..."

"Housekeeper! Butler! Something is wrong." The strong man beside him suddenly said.

The middle-aged man turned his head slightly: "Why..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt something was wrong.

Because at this time he found that Ross's severed neck did not spurt the blood he imagined, but was full of wriggling barbs and granulation.

"What's the situation!?" The middle-aged man suddenly felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, a playful voice sounded.

"As I said, I'm just a joint magician."

As the voice sounded, the middle-aged man immediately saw the guy holding his head with both hands, and then put his head back on his neck.

"You...what the **** are you!?" At this moment, the four of them asked in a low voice, as if they were facing a big enemy.

Ross moved his neck and said with a smile, "Joint magician! Is there any problem?"

With that said, Ross took off his head again, and then pressed it back again.

"Look! As a joint magician, it is normal for me to be the best at joint magic, isn't it?"