Chapter 1156: The possibility of survival

Chen Fei was ecstatic, and as long as Zhao Lei entered his trap, the remaining ghost exorcism should be his own!
"You think, when those people died before, most of them were guarded by their companions, just thinking about being able to live? In fact, the more they are, the less likely they are to live, only The two of us..."
Speaking of this, Chen Fei stopped and did not continue to talk about it.
Regarding his own life and death, Zhao Lei subconsciously stopped and moved towards Chen Fei, hoping to get the answers he wanted from him.
"What are you two?"
Chen Fei's face suddenly became cruel: "Only you die, I can talk." When the words fell, Chen Fei's hand had already held Zhao Lei's neck.
"Lying trough, there are so many beast routines. I thought at first that he had thought of some way to escape from the hands of the magistrate. I didn't expect it to be such a method."
"Upstairs, I guessed it long ago. Otherwise, he had to run so fast, and he didn't want to grab the ghost demon from Zhao Lei's scum."
"It seems that there is a good drama to watch, but actually let these two scumbags walk so far away so easily, which is a bit inconsistent with the style of the magistrate."
"It seems really true that the former magistrate boss, treating this kind of beast that is not as good as a scum, will not let them die so easily."
style? Ye Chen rarely noticed the content on the barrage once. Is it not in your own style? No, of course not, it was just the tranquility before the storm.
Zhao Lei reacted in the first time. Although he didn’t know why Chen Fei wanted to do something with himself, one thing is certain, that is, he must kill Chen Fei first!
Pulling firmly on Chen Fei's wrist, Zhao Lei kept twisting his neck, trying to break free from it. Helplessly, Chen Fei has already calculated all this.
The moment he held Zhao Lei's neck, the whole person was close to Zhao Lei, his hands pinched Zhao Lei's neck in the best possible way, let Zhao Lei scratch out countless blood stains on his arm, all There is no sign of letting go.
Zhao Lei has already started to get angry. At the most critical moment in his life, he used the strength of breastfeeding and used a trick that was most disdainful in the past.
Suddenly suffered such a violent attack on the crotch, Chen Fei suddenly blushed, released his hand, and fell to the ground, covering his crotch weakly.
The man’s place was hit hard, and even people who can bear it no longer can’t bear it.
Zhao Lei stumbled back two steps, breathing in the air with a big mouth, then he looked at Chen Fei, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, and spit him.
"I'm drafting this, you are a stupid thing, and I still want Lao Tzu's life!" Zhao Lei, who was more and more angry, kicked Chen Fei's face.
That didn't show any mercy, Chen Fei was already in pain, and his head was affected by this foot again. He almost didn't faint. Until now, Zhao Lei did not know that they had only three exorcism incenses left, and thought that Chen Fei only shot him because he was worried that two exorcism incenses were not enough.
Angrily Zhao Lei squatted down, grabbed Chen Fei's collar with both hands, and lifted him up. His fist waved fiercely towards his face, one punch after another.
Chen Fei's face soon oozed with blood, and the entire face quickly swelled up. As if he had lost all his consciousness, let Zhao Lei keep beating him without any intention of resisting.
Maybe it was because he was too tired, or maybe he was worried that there was not enough time to take it. Zhao Lei did not continue to fight Chen Fei. As soon as he let go, Chen Fei fell like a dead dog and fell down.
Zhao Lei shook his hand, squatted down, and patted Chen Fei’s face after drying the blood on it:
God’s day, I still want to grab the ghost fragrance from my hand. The gun is already giving you a face. Since you don’t know what to cherish, you can’t blame me."
After finishing talking, Zhao Lei started to feel it in Chen Fei's arms, apparently trying to find out the ghost-repellent incense that should have existed in his imagination. Unfortunately, he didn't feel it for a long time.
At this moment, Chen Fei suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the exorcism incense from his arms.
After Zhao Lei responded, he immediately took Chen Fei's hand. It's just that Chen Fei's hand retracted too fast. He didn't have time to force it, and Chen Fei's hand slipped out of his palm.
Zhao Lei only had time to hold the other end of the exorcism incense. The two men simultaneously cheered and screamed, and the last unexcited exorcism incense was directly torn into two sections.
Finally, under the desperate eyes of the two of them, a thick smoke ignited, and then turned into ashes.
"Ah!"
Chen Fei shouted, he calculated Zheng Ke, killed Li Feng, and tricked Zhao Lei, but the final result was like this. How could he stand it?
Zhao Lei was also stupid, but then he quickly started to feel it on Chen Fei. As long as he could find the exorcism incense that should exist, he still had a chance to go out alive.
"What about exorcism incense? The last exorcism incense!" Zhao Lei, who couldn't find the exorcism incense on Chen Fei, began to shake Chen Fei frantically: "You, please give me that exorcism incense Or else I will kill you!"
Chen Fei pushed away Zhao Lei and shouted in a crying voice: "Lao Tzu has no exorcism incense, that exorcism incense was swallowed by Li Feng, otherwise, why would I have to grab you!? No hope Now, we are dead! We are dead!"
Zhao Lei's face was white, and he repeated in a daze: "No, no, certainly not. Why is there no exorcism."
He glanced down at the exorcism incense in his hand, which could only last for another five minutes at most, and the evil spirits were getting closer and closer to them.
While relying on him, he could barely overcome his inner fears, but now, he feels like he can't do it anymore.
Ye Chen's voice sounded again at this time: "You still have the possibility to continue to live, as long as you are willing..."
The icy words were like the kindling burning in the hearts of the two, which made them rekindle the flame of hope. Chen Fei looked around and shouted at the dim street lamp: "The boss of the magistrate, grandpa of the magistrate! As long as I can survive, I will do whatever I want!"
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