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Chapter 616

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"Lady Pamela, did he read some evil novel from the 80s or 90s recently?" Chen Zhao asked. "Is there something wrong with his brain?"

"He's never been right," Pamela complained, which was rare for her.

"Kid, I'm going to tear you apart!" Furious, Jerry pounced at Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao's right arm suddenly swelled up and his huge mouth bit down on Jerry's left side. A creepy smile appeared on Chen Zhao's face.

"Your body … smells … pretty good."

"Me? Tastes good? "

Crack —

The Mouth of Gluttony had already bitten off half of Jerry's skeletal body.

Jerry lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The bones in his body were about to fall apart.

"You … Why aren't you affected by the curse?"

"Sorry, can you cast more Plague Curses?" Chen Zhao stood before Jerry with a gentle smile. "I haven't had enough. It's rare for me to eat such a delicious curse."

Pamela was dumbfounded. Eating the Plague Curse and Jerry as food?

Who exactly was this guy?

"Whatever. It seems like it can't wait anymore." Chen Zhao's Mouth of Gluttony opened again and enveloped Jerry.

The surrounding evil spirits all ran away in the blink of an eye. They didn't dare to appear before Chen Zhao anymore.

To them, Jerry was already terrifying enough.

He ate evil spirits like they were food.

But what was even more terrifying was that this man actually ate Jerry like he was food.

This man was at the top of the food chain.

"Lady Pamela, are Laurent and Asand here?"

"Inside, they've all been cursed by the plague and are in great danger."

"Oh … Take me there."

When Chen Zhao entered the basement, he saw Laurent and Asand lying on the ground.

Their faces were both green. Chen Zhao used the Mouth of Gluttony again and sucked at them.

The green gas on their bodies floated out and was sucked clean by the Mouth of Gluttony.

"Thank you," Pamela said.

"You're welcome. By the way, can you tell me what happened?"

Pamela told the whole story. "Jerry, my husband, was a poison wizard, an idiot who wanted to pursue eternal life. I discovered his evil ways and used magic to imprison him here, starving him to death. But the plague he released before he died also killed me, as well as more than a hundred people in this community. I stayed and continued to watch over him, in case he woke up one day and continued his evil ways."

"The matter has been resolved. It's time for me to go."

"Alright … That's right, Laurent isn't that bad."

"I refuse to accept that. Goodbye, Ms. Pamela."

Achoo!

"I forgot again. What a glutton."



"Should we charge in?"

"Maybe we can kill him."

"Maybe he used up a lot of his magic power in the battle with the skeleton monster just now, so he's hiding in the room to rest."

"Then let's kill our way in and kill him."

"I'll count to three, then we'll charge in together. Three, two, one …"

Just then, the door opened. Chen Zhao dragged Laurent and Asand out with one hand.

His nose itched and the Mouth of Gluttony on his right arm itched even more.

Achoo!

Boom!

Pamela's front yard and the house opposite were instantly flattened.

More than a dozen evil spirits were crushed at the same time.

"This sneeze feels much better."

His Mouth of Gluttony had returned to normal. He touched his nose. It felt much better too.

He didn't encounter any evil spirits along the way.

None of them dared to come over.



"Ah … Ah!"

Laurent screamed, but he realized that he was lying on the bed.

"I'm back?" Laurent touched his body. Everything was normal.

Laurent rushed downstairs and saw Chen Zhao sunbathing outside.

"Chen, you brought me back?"

"It was the police who called me. I said, the two of you are old, and one of you is even in a wheelchair. Can't you stop? You went to the beach to drink. Are you tired of living and ready to be buried at sea? "

"You mean Asand and I got drunk at the beach last night?"

"Of course. You can't remember?"

"My brain is a bit messed up."

Chen Zhao glanced at Laurent. "You two can't even sit still when you're drunk. You're still yelling that you want to see Pamela."

Laurent's brain was still messed up. His thoughts were starting to get muddled.

He didn't know what was real and what wasn't.

"It's for sobering up. Do you want some?"

Laurent accepted Chen Zhao's medicine and drank a mouthful. He indeed felt much clearer.

However, there were still many problems that he couldn't solve.

Just then, Chen Zhao's phone rang.

"Hey, West, what's up?"

"President, we're making arrangements now. Do you want to come over?"

"Okay."

Chen Zhao glanced at Laurent. "I have to go out."

When Chen Zhao arrived at the Supernatural Organization's headquarters again, everyone gathered in the conference room.

This time, no one dared to be sloppy before Chen Zhao.

"Come, who's going to explain why we're going to attack the evil spirit group in Maple Leaf Community?"

Just then, Engelite stood up. He was the strategic logistics manager.

He was the main planner this time. "President, after our research and discussion, the evil spirit group in Maple Leaf Community is very strong and has a lot of people. With our numbers, we clearly can't win in a head-on fight. My plan is to set up a trap first, lure the evil spirits into the trap, and then detonate the trap."

"What's the specific plan?"

"It's mainly Jolag. As long as his weapons, magic landmines and magic flamethrowers meet our requirements, the plan will have a high success rate."

"Jolag, do you have a problem?" Chen Zhao asked.

"Whether it's magic landmines or magic flamethrowers, there's no problem with the theory and manufacturing difficulty as long as we have enough materials."

"I'm fine too," Worcester said. "I'll provide enough materials for Jolag."

"Then it's settled," Chen Zhao said.

"President, there's another problem," West said.

"What?"

"Who's going to be the bait?"

Everyone lowered their heads. No one was willing to be the bait.

Anyone with a normal brain would know how dangerous the bait was.

"No one is willing?" Chen Zhao looked at everyone. "Then I'll call names."

"President, look at my old arms and legs," Bir said. "I can't run fast even if I want to." Under normal circumstances, he needed crutches to walk.

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