บท 1879: The Space Trick

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

"Brother! I never did anything wrong to you! Why are you doing this to me!?" the fatty almost wet his pants in fear, pleading in tears.

"It's fine, it's going to be fine," Mo Fan comforted him calmly.

"Help! Help me!" the fatty began screaming at the top of his lungs. He was seriously screaming for help this time.

Mo Fan felt a little awkward when he heard the scream, yet he simply dug into his ears and pretended he did not hear it. He looked around him. As he thought, the demon leeches were brainless, and would go for the closest prey after picking up their scent. A huge group of them started moving toward the fatty, including those already on the second and third floors.