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Chapter two hundred and seventeen screwing(2/2)

The blood-colored shadow not far away immediately grinned when he saw Zhang Yuan appear, and let out a hoarse roar, with a terrifying light flashing in his eyes.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, its body rushed over quickly, with a pungent bloody feeling, and its hands were as sharp as a knife, and it grabbed Zhang Yuan directly, obviously feeling a threat from Zhang Yuan.

But the moment it grabbed it, Zhang Yuan rushed out instantly and grabbed it with a big hand.

It tightly clamped its neck with a puff.

The extremely poisonous body of it had no effect on Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan's five fingers were like a knife, pinching its neck tightly, holding its head with the other hand, and turning it hard, as if he was screwing a screw.

No matter how hard it struggles, it is useless!

Crack!

The sound of bone shattering came clearly, and blood splashed.

The extremely terrifying blood-colored shadow turned into a toy in Zhang Yuan's hands, kneading it at will.

There were sharp screams from his mouth, and it was extremely painful. Zhang Yuan twisted his head seven or eight times in place. Finally, he pulled it hard, and with a thump, blood soared into the sky and pulled it out of his neck.

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His hands and feet, which were struggling, suddenly stopped moving.

On the head, a pair of people were staring tightly.
Chapter completed!
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