Chapter 9 Stupid brother

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Before Paine had time to think about it, another voice came from the door.

"Mom, when do you think the other person will come today?" Aladdin said. "He is a good fighter. My friends and I were easily defeated by him. I think his meat must be better."

Paine's heart sank. This was a cannibal family!

"I think he may not have a chance to come."

Aladdin's mother said, "This is the only one who came to Maghreb today. The other oriental-looking Ronald may have been killed by him. The two of them were very difficult to deal with last night. What a waste!"

The woman sighed, "It would be nice if they came one by one. Who knew that the drug at home last night was only enough for one person?"

It turns out that Aladdin and his son were doing the same thing as the cross-slope black shop in Water Margin. They used drugs to knock down those maghrebs who thought they were sure of their success, and then cut their bodies into pieces and ate them. If the Maghreb had paid a little attention to this mother and son, who were as humble as ants in their eyes, they would not have ended up filling the temples of other people's internal organs.

"That would be an advantage for him. Didn't I get a beating in vain?" Aladdin said unconvinced.

"Aren't you still dead now? That's enough!"

The woman said angrily, "You little guy, you are not very capable, but you are very angry. Why didn't you just kill him in the desert of death when you were so majestic?"

"So many of us can't defeat him..." Aladdin's voice suddenly dropped.

"Okay." The woman said impatiently.

"I don't ask you to be very talented. If you were as skilled in tailoring as your father, wouldn't you be able to resell these Maghreb clothes?"

"To be honest, although there have been people with malicious intentions coming to recognize relatives and friends for so many years, there have been too many recently." There was a hint of worry in Aladdin's mother's voice, "Is it possible that the news about the magic lamp has been spread everywhere recently? spread?"

"Probably not. If that were the case, a large group of people would have come to find us."

Aladdin said, and the sound of the sharp weapon hitting the bones suddenly became louder.

Then the vicious cannibal mother and son began to talk about whose meat they had eaten recently was more delicious. Paine knew that there was almost no place for eavesdropping, so it was not a good time to knock on the door and enter. He quietly left the door of Aladdin's house. He looked at the surrounding houses, and then he realized that the surrounding houses were dead silent, as if there was no one there. A strange feeling crept into his mind - why hadn't he and Maghreb noticed such an abnormal situation before?

He didn't have time to think about it at the moment, but quickly left this dead residential area.

There is no prompt to complete the task. The task is that the evil magician from Morocco covets the magic lamp in the treasure at the foot of Kalas. Aladdin, the son of Mustafa, who is the only one who can open the treasure, is his target. Paine must prevent the magic lamp from falling into evil hands, protect Aladdin's life, and kill the evil magician in Morocco.

Now that Maghrib is about to enter the temple of Aladdin and his son's five internal organs, and he cannot die again, but in the end, this mission has not changed at all.

And Aladdin, mother and son are both evil characters who cannibalize human flesh, so they actually want Paine to protect them?

"But since the mission has not changed, it means that the dead Maghreb is not the real owner. Could it be his brother?"

Paine's guess was not wrong. The evil magician Maghreb who could not die anymore did have a brother, and he was a ruthless magician with a high level of magical attainments that was even better than him. His name was Malana Lee. The so-called "Bean split into two parts will not be the same" is exactly the portrayal of their brothers. They live in two places, but they are all using magic and sorcery to do harm to nature and justice. The brother who was full of crimes ended his life of crime. Of course, his brother did not know this.

But on this day, Malana Li suddenly had an idea and wanted to know about the current situation of his brother who was far away in a foreign land, so he took out the sand table for divination...

A quarter of an hour later.

"Damn it, who killed my brother!"

"What a bastard! But, die well, die well!"

Marana Li burst out laughing, "It's such a pity that he didn't die in my hands!"

Marana Li did have reason to be excited now. Although they were brothers, their evil natures had seen each other as a thorn in their side since birth. If his younger brother hadn't been lucky enough to get a ring that could summon the Ringwraiths, and the limelight overshadowed his own more profound magical attainments, Malana Lee would have killed his brother himself a few years ago.

"That bastard, who wanted to swallow the magic lamp for himself even though he had the Ring Spirit, and dared to threaten me, he died a good death, a wonderful death, and a screaming death."

Malana Li felt even more happy when she recalled that her brother used the power of the Nazgul to threaten him.

"God is really wise. My bastard brother who didn't know how to respect his elder brother is finally dead."

Malana Lee walked around the room excitedly.

"It seems that he has a large property in Morocco and has a lot of maids, haha!"

Marana Li Jing is extremely anxious and ready to take over her brother's inheritance. But as soon as he took the first step, he changed his mind.

"But that ring cannot fall into the hands of other magicians. My incompetent brother went to look for the magic lamp this time, and he probably died there due to some mistake. I have to go and take a look, even if it doesn't work When it comes to the magic lamp, I must take back the ring."

Marana Li had suffered from poor equipment before. He was obviously better than his younger brother in magic skills, but he could not defeat the Maghreb and was driven out of Morocco. If it weren't for his fortune telling and escape. If he is talented enough, he may not be able to survive now.

"The person who can kill my bastard brother who has the Ringwraith is definitely not a simple character. I have to make a plan." Marana Li's eyes were clear, and he sat down to sort out the sand table and start divination again.