It seemed like anger was seething.
"Uh, this is the effect of the Death God's Notebook curse." Even though he was used to the other person's beast-like physique, Mu Jin still swallowed, "Various accidents create irresistible killings, this curse will continuously make the world reject a person..."
"Is that all?" Jiang Si flexed his muscles, "I thought it was a massage."
Then he pinched his shoulder: "I hope next time you can use some strength here, my shoulders tend to get sore from working out."
"Let me give you a massage."
It was naturally refused.
The electric wire buzzed for a while, and when it was found ineffective, it gradually wilted.
Ordinary people would have died eight hundred times by now...
The wind blew again, Mu Jin raised his head, looking at the overcast sky and feeling a bit heavy-hearted.
"We can't go on like this." Mu Jin picked up the phone, "I'll ask Jin Cha."
...
When Witch Water received Jin Cha's call, she was actually reluctant to take this task.
