"Bang …"
Suddenly, the hand washing lights burst and the debris fell to the ground.
Oda Satsuke, who was already in a panic, was so scared by this direct that he took off and ran into the living room
The ceiling lights in the living room are flickering.
Oda step with a butt sitting to face indecision undecided.
"who?"
This great earthquake made air billow roll.
Respond to his silence.
"Bang …"
The lights went out completely and the room was dark.
After adapting to the blackened light, ODA Satoshi found a figure squatting there not far from his front.
This discovery made him look sluggish and his body couldn’t help shaking.
"Who … who?" Shouting out is also a lot of guilt.
"Cut …"
As the bone rubs against the shadow in front of his eyes, the skull slowly rises violently and pneumatically, and the whole head seems to fall off.
"You … you don’t come … me!"
Step ODA was out of her wits and her body trembled violently.
"Pa …"
At this time, the light is on again. Take a closer look. No one has even seen a ghost.
However, the sweat on ODA’s face was rolling and the body was soaked.
The scene just now was as real and unreal as in a dream.
"The light is not broken?"
Oda walked to wash his hands and looked at all the faces inside, showing thick disbelief.
"It seems that everything was an illusion just now!" Oda Sasuke shook his head and patted his face hard to stay awake.
Suddenly ODA step with hair stood on end and the whole person trembled again.
He held his breath and dared not look up or move.
Because he felt his back touch his shoulder.
This hand is extremely familiar and unfamiliar.
Familiar is this feeling, unfamiliar is that this hand is colder than ice.
"Tian Zhongjun this … this is none of my business."
Oda with step body shaking violently and sweat rolling.
Suddenly, a loose hand behind his back, a person gently blowing air in his ear.
The blow almost blew his soul away.
"plop!"
Step ODA with a bow to the ground in tears.
"It’s not my business. It’s me who asked me to send someone to do everything." Oda said with step.
He dared not raise his head at all.
"Uncle … take my life …"
A sound came like a cool wind that made Oda go cold and tremble violently.
"Tian Zhongjun really doesn’t care about me!"
Oda burst into tears and kowtowed while crying.
"I … I died so unjustly. Did the Empire send the Internet … I didn’t expect you … to kill me and say why this network came?" Say this nature is MuHai.
However, after he finished speaking, he became very Japanese
"I … don’t … I can’t say otherwise I’ll die." Oda said with a step for mercy.
"That … that you die now" than a cold stereo.
"I said I said" Hearing this, ODA quickly kowtowed "This network is a special network for Japanese agents"
When I heard this, Muhai’s eyebrows raised and it was really such a color.