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.

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

Wade immediately asked someone to fetch water

to dial, the

saying a few

“We don’t know,

and company

Wade asked, “What’s wrong?”

stared at Susie and whispered, “Those things are probably really

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

a serious face, really looking like a parent at

with the water glass in her arms.

the only person in the audience who was carefree after seeing

remember.

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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

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

are still wandering

faint voice sounded above

and remembered the camera he

he thought of the white-faced diva doll he had just seen

out on Hamza’s back. Didn’t someone manipulate the

baby’s face… Could it be that

This is the hell?

Hamza froze for a moment, and his finger that was about

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