Merry God in the city

Misfortune thirteen tapped the table with his fingers, and said in a deep voice: "My abilities should be related to people's luck, and my ability cannot be controlled. As long as I pay attention to things, they will be entangled by misfortune. The more I like , the more bad luck. In addition, there is someone I want to curse, just a light touch, I left a seed on him. From then on, as long as he does not die, his life will always be in pain among."

Mo Xing shivered all over, grabbed a pack of toilet paper and frantically wiped his right hand.

Misfortune Thirteen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't curse you, because you have already been plagued by bad luck." He looked around and said, "Five years ago, because the murderer planted seeds too quickly for success. I Cast a curse on the entire room, slowing down his movements, and only then did he slap him. But even so, he managed to escape. And this house will forever become a haunted house."

Misfortune Thirteen looked at Mo Xing's pale face, and said with a sinister smile, "Anyone who enters this room will be cursed. The time spent in this room is directly proportional to the length of time you stay in this room. So, everyone, If you don’t want to be unlucky for the rest of your life, you should leave here quickly.”

"Fuck, I finally got my fancy on a place. I was planning to start a career with great fanfare, but a lunatic came and said a bunch of inexplicable things, and I had to check out. Are you a fool, or am I 213?" Mo Xing He slapped the table hard, and said angrily: "All of this is because of you, how much do you want to pay?"

"Losing money? Are you joking?" Misfortune Thirteen laughed, "People have always sent me money in a hurry, and I have never given money to others."

"That's great. I've never only taken advantage of others, and I've never suffered for myself." Mo Xing stood up and said angrily, "Either you drive away the bad luck today, or you pay us for personal injury. Plus mental damage... 1000 million RMB."

"How much?" Misfortune Thirteen opened his mouth wide, "Damn it, don't say I can't afford that much money, even if I can, I won't pay. 1000 million yuan, you're taking advantage of it."

"Is 1000 million a lot? We are fourteen people, plus an abnormal pet. Just because of your hormonal outbreak, three members of your family were killed, six or seven people died, and we will be killed in the future." A lifetime can only be accompanied by bad luck. Calculated like this, 1000 million is not enough. Forget about a doctor in Kyoto, 1000 million is not enough for him to enjoy his old age." Mo Xing said plausibly.

Misfortune Thirteen was rolled eyes by Mo Xingding, raised his hand and said: "Shut up. To tell you the truth, don't say 1000 million, even [-] I can't get out now."

"Then you can only clear away the bad luck."

"Sorry, I said it, I can't control my ability. I can control the size of the ability, but I can't stop and eliminate it. Do you understand what I mean?" Misfortune Thirteen stared at Mo Xing and said, "Now you have There are two choices. First, leave obediently, and the bad luck will naturally dissipate after two or three months. Second, I will increase my ability and let you fall into pain for the rest of your life."

"Good, as a person who wants money but not life, I still have a third and a fourth choice. Kill you or beat you to obey me!" Mo Xing stretched out his hand and drew the Evil God Sword, pointing at Doom Ten Three ways.

"Please," Doom Thirteen spread his hands, "Don't you understand that it is impossible for you to hurt me?"

"I firmly believe that there is no completely invincible power in this world. Either I haven't found your weakness, or my strength is not enough." Mo Xing smiled slightly, "Of course, I think my strength should be about the same."

Si Yi and the others immediately took one step back cautiously, then took three steps back, and then pulled Lin Yun and Xiao Min towards the back door quickly.

Misfortune Thirteen looked at Wen Wen who was standing aside, not moving at all, and smiled softly: "This cute little girl, why don't you hide?"

Mo Xing smiled: "No problem, because she is much more perverted than me."

Soaring, the parrot flew into the air.A small hand passed over Misfortune Thirteen's face, and directly grabbed five bloody wounds.Until then, a black whirlwind appeared out of thin air, blocking Wen Jing.

With a "bang", Wen Jing's small body was bounced away heavily.Misfortune Thirteen staggered back two steps, touched the scar on his cheek in horror, and said in shock: "Oh my God, I really can't see it. Such a cute little girl is actually so scary."

"Hey, don't forget that I'm still on the side." Mo Xing smiled at Misfortune Thirteen, and a three-meter-thick jet-black sword energy burst out.

The terrifying sword energy engulfed Doom Thirteen's figure in an instant like a sweeping tide.The rolling shutter door of the bar completely disappeared, and a deep gap was drawn on the ground at the door.

Looking at the smoke and dust blowing up from the gap, Mo Xing put away the Evil God Sword with his backhand, turned around to look at Wen Jing who got up from the ground, and said with a smile, "Girl, you cooperated well."

Wen Jing touched her already black arm, and said in a deep voice: "Damn it, why is it me who covers every time, you lore kill? Oh my god, my arm... what kind of shit superpower is this, I can feel it This arm muscle has completely rotted away."

"Honey, that's pretty good." Mo Xing wiped away the nosebleed, and said with a faint smile, "I think the blood in my head is getting more and more..."

"I said, I can increase the power of the curse." Misfortune Thirteen looked at his bloody arm, walked out of the smoke and dust, looked at Mo Xing and said, "The black whirlwind that automatically protects me is called Doom Storm. As long as you touch it, the power of the curse will automatically increase ten to one hundred times. Fuck, do you want to die? I don’t want to kill people.”

Mo Xing opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, took the toilet paper beside him and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "Damn, you are really an immortal Xiaoqiang. Just now, I had [-]% of my strength, and with the help of the evil god's sword energy , it only hurt your arm. Fuck, it really hit me too hard."

Misfortune Thirteen covered his arms, shook his head and said, "The storm of misfortune protected me and deflected your sword energy. If you aimed a little more just now, I would have been smashed into a pile of pieces."

He walked to the door of the bar, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Up to now, you still refuse to give up this house? If you continue to fight, your brain will turn into a puddle of blood."

Mo Xing forced a smile, and the Evil God Sword appeared again, pointing at Doom Thirteen and said: "I also said, as a person who wants money but not life. Even if we fight to the death, we can't take advantage of me."

Looking at the icy sword pointing at him, Doom Thirteen raised his hand and said in admiration, "God, I think I am already a lunatic, but I never thought you were more perverted than me. Well, buddy, can you wait a little longer, I There are still some things left to say."

"Do you want to delay the time and wait for me to die?" Mo Xing tried to stand still, and forced a smile, "Stop dreaming, I will drag you to hell with me right now."

"Wait!" Misfortune Thirteen hurriedly shouted, "Although I can't disperse the bad luck, I know the way to disperse the bad luck. We don't have any deep hatred, it's just that fate brought us together by chance... Damn, this How do you put it so awkwardly?"

He looked at Mo Xing and said, "Anyway, there's no need for the two of us to fight to the death. Otherwise, make a deal, do me a favor, and I'll dispel the curse for you?"

Mo Xing wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes with toilet paper, and said in a trembling voice, "What deal?"

"Uh...can you give me some toilet paper?" Doom Thirteen said pitifully.

"..." Mo Xing casually threw another pack of toilet paper to Doom Thirteen, "Is this the deal?"

Misfortune Thirteen covered the wound with toilet paper, walked in weakly and said, "Oh my god, if it's a little later, I'm going to lose too much blood and die. Dude, you're bleeding from all seven orifices now. If you don't do the surgery, you really will die."

Mo Xing shook his body a few times, sat down slowly, and said in a low voice: "Stop talking nonsense, what is the way to get rid of bad luck?"

"You are right, if there is positive there must be negative, if there is light there must be darkness, and there must be something that restrains the cycle of heaven." Misfortune Thirteen gritted his teeth and said, "Find the Purifier of the Holy Light, and his ability can dispel All negative curses. But..."

He pointed to Mo Xing's head and said, "Even if the curse is dispelled, he can't cure your injury. Do you need me to call 120 for you?"

Mo Xing reached out and pressed his forehead, and suddenly a black mist came out of his ears and got in.After a while, Mo Xing vomited three mouthfuls of blood suddenly, panting heavily, "It's much more comfortable now. Hey, it's nothing more than you can increase the bad luck, but why did you make us seriously ill?"

Misfortune Thirteen: "The human body has cell death every moment, and viruses invade. These are just cleared by the body's self-defense system. But after you are cursed by me, you will be unlucky to encounter strong Something went wrong with the virus, or your own defense system. It was a chain of reactions that led to what you are now."

He looked at Mo Xing's head emitting black smoke, frowned and said, "Your head is emitting smoke, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'm having a craniotomy." Mo Xing said impatiently, "But damn it, where can I find some holy light purifier now. Hey, girl, are you okay? Where are you going?"

Wen Jing waved her hand, reached out to recall the parrot, and walked slowly towards the back door.

Mo Xing picked up the collar of Misfortune Thirteen, and shouted: "Bastard, it's all your fault, even the girl ignored me. You are dead, tell you, you are dead!"

Looking at Mo Xing twisting his ears and face, Doom Thirteen stammered: "As far as I know, holy light purifiers are extremely rare. Of course, cursers like me are also extremely rare. But brother, I don't want to curse You, I still want your help."

"It's what it is now, and you still want me to help?" Mo Xing was taken aback, "What help?"

Doom Thirteen said in a deep voice: "The murderer back then, I can feel it, he is back." "Wait a minute..." Mo Xing sat back in his seat and frowned, "You can feel it? It's strange, he was cursed by you People, can they live for five years?"

"He is very strong. Besides, I just left the cursed seeds in a hurry." Misfortune Thirteen said helplessly, "As long as it is the person I planted, I can sense it. Originally, I wanted to continue chasing him. But a month later, he disappeared. At first I thought he might be dead, but just three days ago, I felt his presence again."

"Three days ago? It was the day before Liaocheng was attacked. Does this have anything to do with it?" Mo Xing thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "That's none of my business, I'd better go find the Holy Light Purifier. "

"But I feel that the murderer is in Liaocheng right now." Misfortune Thirteen hurriedly said.

Mo Xing touched his nose, dug out a large piece of blood-stained booger, frowned and said, "Where is it exactly?"

"I don't know." Misfortune Thirteen spread his hands, "After all, it has been too long, and the power of the seeds has also been weakened. Now I can barely sense that he is nearby... 100 meters to 1000 meters nearby, or 5000 meters away within range."

"Damn, your radar error is too big, right?" Mo Xing clutched his hot forehead, unable to walk out, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, although I have already forced out a lot of blood in my brain. But I'd better hurry to the hospital..."

There was a loud "bang", and a dazzling silver light hit Mo Xing's head.

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