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Chapter 73: Unexpected

  Chapter 001: The Female Ghost

  On the sheep farm, the Muay Thai fighter Sonny and the ripper Jack are sitting leisurely. The far left is the terrorist Andrei.

  "I guess that guy is already dead."

  Only Anryeov, who had been quietly listening all along, turned his face towards Jack and Sunny.

  His voice was a little hoarse, and his face was originally quite terrifying, now it looked even more frightening!

  Although the two did not make a sound, their facial expressions were not default.

  Just as the three were talking, a prisoner wearing blue prison uniform suddenly ran wildly towards them from the exercise yard.

  "Something's gone wrong!" A fleeing prisoner was running towards Sunny and the others, shouting as he ran.

  The three of them turned their heads upon hearing the sound, with questioning expressions on their faces.

  The prisoner was seen panting heavily and had already run over at this time.

  "It's all over, he's dead."

  The prisoner said with a rough breath.

  He raised an eyebrow and the corner of his eye twitched, while Sunny beside him said, "I reckon he's dead too. That guy was courting death, getting beaten to death is what he deserved."

  The prisoner suddenly shook his head and said: "No, no, it was Mr. George the strongman who was killed."

  "What?"

  "Say it again?"

  Andrei Yevchenko and Jack exclaimed in unison.

  "Was George killed? Did you see it clearly?"

  Sunny's face had completely changed color and he was furious.

  The prisoner nodded desperately, backing away in fear and said: "Yes, Mr. George went up for less than a minute before being knocked down by that guy with one punch, now the doctor has identified him, he's dead."

  "What? One punch and he's dead?" Andrei almost shouted.

  Sunny and Open-Handed Jack next to him were also shocked.

  The prisoner nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Sunny, everyone thought that guy was a goner, but it didn't occur to anyone that he would be like a beast, one punch took George's life, beating him to death in the arena."

  "Are you saying that man ended the match with one punch? Killed George?" asked Jack, his voice shrill and his brow furrowed.

  "Yes." was all the prisoner said.

  At this time, the three people who were just dominating the atmosphere all fell silent at the same time and stopped speaking.

  No one knows what each other is thinking.

  Only then did Sani's face suddenly flash a strange smile, his tall and powerful physique evident in the ancient copper-colored skin that seemed to embody a man's strength, standing motionless there, while next to him the terrorist Anruyev and Jack the Ripper looked somewhat depressed, because the next match was going to be against them.

  Inside the warden's office, all that could be heard was a thunderous curse.

  Always smiling Tang Qing's face turned pale with rage, his eyes blazing with fury as he shouted: "Have you investigated where that little brat came from? He actually killed George with just one punch!"

  The god of plague standing next to him with his head down said, "Not yet."

  "You're all idiots, what are you eating? Tang Qing cursed angrily."

  That arrogant and domineering plague god had arrived at the warden's place, but he was now like a mouse encountering a cat, shrinking his tail and not daring to make a sound.

  "But..." The plague god suddenly said.

  "What's going on? Spit it out, stop stuttering!" Tang Qing cursed loudly.

  The plague god was scolded and said, "That person used to be an inconspicuous role in the South Warehouse. When he came, he was even beaten up by our brothers, but for some reason, he suddenly became so fierce."

  "Fart, such a big living person, can hit so hard, you guys fix him?" Tang Qing said in disbelief. Since he saw Yang Hua knock out that George with one punch, his nerves were messed up, he had never seen such a brutal boxer, such a terrifying person, even the best Thai boxer Sunny here probably couldn't beat that kid.

  The plague god said: "Prison chief, I'm telling the truth. That guy was just released from the dead house a few days ago."

  "What? Coming out of a dead man's house?"

  Tang Qing almost jumped up when he heard the three words "dead man's house".

  The plague god nodded and said, "Yes, that guy's number is 9527. He was locked up in the dead house three months ago for committing a crime. Two days ago, when the brothers went to collect the bodies, they saw that this guy hadn't been killed by the murderer yet, so they let him out."

  "At that time..."

  "What the f**k was going on at that time? Spit it out if you have something to say..."

  "At that time you were still the prison warden, you told us to send him to the dead house." The plague god said timidly.

  Tang Qing was taken aback!

  "Didn't Ba Songren kill that son of a bitch?" Tang Qing suddenly pointed out Ba Songren's name and said.

  "En." The Plague God nodded.

  Tang Qing plopped his butt down in one of the armchairs and muttered: "This is what you call strange."

  "Now quickly call and inform Boss Long, Mr. Chou, and Old Xiao, tell them that George has been beaten to death, hurry over, discuss the next gambling session, this time we lost a lot, next time we must win back double, go quickly." Only Tang Qing said.

  The plague god didn't dare to linger and nodded before walking outwards.

  In less than a moment after the Plague God's notification, three black sedans drove in through the gates of the Black Prison.

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