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Chapter 387 The Bald Man Is Caught

Blake put a pair of handcuff’s on the bald man. Then, he took extra measures by tying up the man’s limbs. with a thick rope to make sure that the baldy could not even move a finger.

The bald man fixed Blake with a malevolent gaze.

“Are you a practitioner?”

Blake was extremely pleased to hear that since he would very much like to earn the title. He nodded in affirmation. “You’re right.”

The bald man fell silent.

I find it a little difficult to trust his words upon seeing that smug expression on his face. However, common people wouldn’t know how to use a talisman….

“How did you find me?” The man asked.

It’s almost impossible to do that! I’ve stayed here for a long time. I know each and every nook of this street. I would have noticed that someone was looking for me the minute they started asking the people around here.

After I left the amusement park, I took routes that had the least surveillance cameras and changed my disguise twice. I even went into a busy, crowded shopping mall and took the subway before returning to this place.

Coupled with my skills to conjure paper figures, I was confident that even the special forces team would not be able to find me this quickly.

his gloves as he observed the bald man’s

man gritted his teeth. A cold light gleamed in his eyes as he stared at

used just now. I can tell after feeling their

of those high-grade tidismans on him at the moment. When I encountered the mysterious, powerful practitioner previously, that person only had ten talismans on

sure I’ll be able to ambush this guy successfully!

connected to my life force. It’ll take more than ten talismans to destroy this

man even stepped on my face just now… He’s

figure to be on the tip of his tongue. When he spotted his opportunity, the bald man spat the paper figure toward Blake’s

the size of two fingernails flew toward Blake, a toothpick stopped its trajectory by piercing it in the center and fixed the paper figure to a nearby cupboard

talismans and slammed them over e paper figure. There was a tiny squeal as the paper figure was burnt

up a mouthful of blood almost simultaneously. He had a look of terror and disbelief. “Why do you have

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out the stack of talismans from his pocket and waved

plenty of them.”

them back in his

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had run out of ideas to break free from his captor at the moment. He asked grumpily, “Do you mind telling me which group of practitioners

found more paper figures in the cupboard. After making sure all of them were destroyed, he dragged the bald man out of the room and down the stairs. “I had no idea that there