Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

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.

shopping mall, and 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

end they found a restaurant, Wade immediately asked someone to fetch water for Susie, and Hamza took

to dial, the

few words, Hamza’s face became more

don’t know, my sister

and company address, Hamza hung up the

Wade asked, “What’s wrong?”

and whispered, “Those things are probably really

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

on?” Hamza looked at Susie with a serious face,

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

probably the only person in the audience who was

tilted her head: “I don’t remember. I have to ask Master

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Wade: “Where’s your master?”

said: “Master sent my mother to be reborn to

I really didn’t say that your master is the

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

are

the next moment, a faint

and remembered the camera

of the white-faced diva doll he had just

broke out on Hamza’s back. Didn’t someone manipulate the doll behind his back just now, but the doll moved by

baby’s face… Could it be that

This is the hell?

that was about to call