Wang Zhen screamed and begged loudly for mercy.

Otherwise, even if their suffering is solved, they will not think it is the city god's credit.

The formless "Shen Jian" walked out of the body and stepped out of the City God's Hall.

Although he is very famous in Binhai City's list, it is because of the supernatural power of Ghost Motorcycle. As far as he is concerned, he is only half a step closer to Hong Yi.

City, City God!?

…

"What's going on?"

The seventh shot.

Wang Zhen looked horrified and felt his scalp numb.

"Ah ah ah, you are at the end of your strength, you are just holding on."

The young man is twenty-three or four years old and is very skilled in stealing. He often just passes by someone and has a mobile phone and a wallet in his hand.

But the ghost teacher is right when he says that as long as the City God's Temple does not show its true ability, even if he secretly answers the people's prayers, all he will get is positive feedback from heaven and earth.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows.

Wang Zhen suddenly screamed in pain, and he felt like someone had slapped him on the head.

He heard that the City God's Temple in this area was renovated and many wealthy people came to worship, so he set his mind here.

the other side.

That woman carried 40,000 to 50,000 yuan in cash, but she dared to let the bag leave her side when she was praying. This was unjustifiable unless she was stealing.

As for the life-saving money, it has nothing to do with him.

The lowest level of Yinsha will not absorb this kind of incense.

The sixth shot.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

City God's Temple.

What just happened?

He seemed a little confused.

This movement attracted everyone's attention.

As a last resort, speed bans were issued throughout Binhai City to completely eliminate the killing pattern of motorcycle ghosts.

He could only let Shen Jian bully him.

He didn't even have the strength to scream.

Shen Jian shook his head.

"ah!"

Everyone around looked over, confused.

Even Samsung players came several times, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of the motorcycle ghosts, so they could only give up with regret.

He looked at a young man wearing a hat who continued to steal with a calm expression.

God, you kill me first, and then I'll kill you.

I don't believe you, you bad old man.

Shen Jian had a kind face and a harmonious smile, and said slowly: "Don't be excited. Today you may feel that life is terrible, but tomorrow... your life may be even worse, so you must cherish the good life now."

Two collisions knocked him half to death.

There was silence.

Inside the Chenghuang Temple, there is really a Chenghuang.

And it appeared.

This moment.

The whole place was dead silent!
Chapter completed!