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.

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

someone to fetch

to dial,

few

don’t know,

and company address, Hamza

Wade asked, “What’s wrong?”

at Susie and whispered, “Those things are probably

scary to think about

serious face, really

gurgled and gurgled with the water glass in her arms. She drank a glass, then poured another glass,

was probably the only person in the audience who was carefree

“I don’t remember. I

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Wade: “Where’s your master?”

mother to be reborn to

yet? I really didn’t say that your master is the most careless person I’ve ever seen… oh, no

low voice, as if he was afraid that Mitch would appear suddenly,

are still wandering

moment, a faint voice sounded above his

inexplicably, and remembered the camera he

thought of the white-faced diva doll he

manipulate

the baby’s face… Could it be that he

This is the hell?

a moment, and his finger that was about to call

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