"There are two ways to restore your appearance. One is to remove the disguise for you. The other is to let Qian Kun give you a few injections, and the pain makes you sweat all over. All the disguise will go. Please search and read the most complete novel!"

I don’t know who asked in the crowd, “Is it Qian Kun, who is called the Living King of Hell?”

Someone knew Qian Kun, An Yin was a little surprised and immediately replied: "Yes, do you know him too?"

The man snorted angrily, "That guy was a prison guard at Rodeo Prison in Venezuela. He likes to give people a needle the most. There are at least 18,000 people who are stabbed to death by him."

"I thought there were at most 180, so there were so many. Let Mr. Qian take a little while and don't cause any casualties." An Yin turned to look at the ten people, "If you recover from your original appearance, that 10,000 yuan will be given to you."

Jin Peng looked painful when he was stabbed by an injection. The people in the audience saw it with their own eyes. The Rodeo Prison in Venezuela is one of the most terrifying prisons in the world. There are countless deaths there, and those who are dissatisfied will be frightened.

Besides, how can you say that the needle is removed accurately? It’s lighter?

If one shot is severe and can kill a person, who is willing to suffer for 10,000 yuan or even risk his life?

The ten people shook their heads together, "No need to try it, we don't want the money anymore, you can remove the disguise for us."

An Yin did not immediately restore their appearance and pointed at Jin Peng: "What's the point of appearance that can be changed with drugs to cover up the body tattoo?"

At this time, everyone finally understood An Yin’s purpose.

She went around in circles to prove that Jin Peng had disguised himself as a tattoo.

If it is a tattoo, then the statement that Jin Peng is an evil thing can be defeated without any attack.

When the people on the roof saw this, a very shallow smile appeared in their eyes.

Jiuling, who was sitting on the railing of the earthen building, burst into laughter speechlessly, and scolded in a low voice, "What a terrible thing."

Those people are so painful that they can't take off their faces and disguise, but no one will try it.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other in front of him, and An Yin stuffed the golden needle pulled out of Jin Peng into one of his hands, "If you don't believe it, let Qian Kun give you a few needles."

The golden needle was still covered in blood. The man seemed to feel the needle stuck on his body. His face turned pale in an instant, and he threw the needle to the ground, "I believe, I believe."

Others also agreed.

No matter whether the people in the audience believe it true or false, they can no longer prove that he is a monster by relying on the patterns that appear on Jin Peng's body.

The great wizard's face turned pale and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He would not kill An Yin here, but when there was no one, he would kill her to vent his anger.

An Yin felt the murderous aura of the great wizard, but it was useless to surrender to such a person. She could only pinch his vitals so that he could not touch you.

"It is understandable that the great wizard is eager to eliminate harm for the people and being deceived by others."

An Yin's previous practice just now pushed the great wizard directly and blamed the fraudster for being cheated. Now, in one sentence, he changed from a fraudster to being deceived in order to eliminate harm.

This has given the great wizard a step.

The great wizard is not a pharmacist. I don’t know if An Yin’s hand disguise medicine can really fail under severe pain. If An Yin’s disguise can fail under pain, it will only make people believe more. They used to cover up Jin Peng’s patterns before, and then went to the stage to torture him and make the disguise invalid, so as to deceive the tribe.
Chapter completed!