"Oh my brother, you misunderstood me. If Brother Che thinks it is useful, then it is useful!"

At this time, Jiang Che suddenly thought of something.

"The silver-haired girl is directly related to the memory setting of the Forgotten City."

"Then if I shoot those ghosts one after another, will it have the same effect?"

Zhuge Ye said with a dark face: "Brother, don't offend those ghosts when you have nothing to do, right? There are so many ghosts, what if the flower of memory loses its effect..."

"..."

Jiang Che stared at Zhuge Ye without saying anything.

Jiang Che didn't speak until the latter blushed.

"Who are you?"

Zhuge Ye: "Huh?"

"bass!"

The black knife was placed on Zhuge Ye's neck.

Jiang Che: "I'll count to three."

"1!"

"Whoosh!"

The black knife slashed through Zhuge Ye's neck.

At the same time, Su Xiaojin behind him also received a similar blow.
Chapter completed!