Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 311

Chapter 311

The dolls on the display cabinet outside the store are still normal, but inside, it’s even more chilling.

Especially those divas with pale faces and two circles of round blush, samurai who shaved half their hair from the bangs up and tied a bun on top of their heads…

One by one, the style is very next to hell.

Pushing open the glass door of the workshop at the back, a dull smell came, and a police officer stopped in front of a pool of ‘mud’.

Years of experience made him smell something different.

“Check the mud,” he whispered.

What they couldn’t see at this moment was that a man in white robe was floating in the air, his face was pale, his lips were vermilion, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his long and narrow eyes.

It was Mitch.

He looked around, then came to the display cabinets again, frowning at the things that were neither human nor ghost.

“It’s true that all kinds of monsters and ghosts have come out.

He flicked his robe, and saw that the dolls seemed to have distorted expressions, and soon there was a light snap, and he didn’t know what was destroyed.

Mitch then drifted away and went to find Susie.

After Hamza took Wade and Susie away, Susie said she was thirsty and wanted to eat.

Hamza was thinking about reporting a false police report, and was about to find a place to sit down before calling back.

as soon as they entered the door, they saw a large Starbucks store at the door. Hamza was anxious to find a place to sit down, and Wade was worried about his sister’s thirst, so he was also anxious to find a place, but the two of them went straight to

a restaurant, Wade immediately asked someone to fetch water for Susie, and Hamza took out his mobile

to dial, the phone

and saying a few words, Hamza’s face became

don’t know, my sister

number and company

Wade asked, “What’s wrong?”

whispered, “Those

scary to think about it, but luckily he didn’t

looked at Susie with a serious face, really

the water glass in her arms. She drank a glass, then

in the audience who was carefree after seeing those

remember. I have to ask Master

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Wade: “Where’s your master?”

mother to be reborn to

that your master is

a low voice, as if he was afraid that

eyes are still

next moment, a faint voice

inexplicably, and

white-faced diva doll he

on Hamza’s back. Didn’t someone manipulate

face… Could it be that he

This is the hell?

reacting, Hamza froze for a moment, and his finger that was about to call Martin froze, but

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