Accident

"What is this?" 

Sikong Wuyuan muttered to himself as he stepped forward, wanting to pull the nail away. 

He felt that this nail was something important that attracted Chen Siyuan. 

Otherwise, Chen Siyuan would not have suggested such a competition. 

However, just as he was about to touch the nail, Chen Siyuan stopped him. 

Sikong Wuyuan was shocked. 

He did not even know when Chen Siyuan had arrived. 

"Lord Chen, what are you thinking of doing?" Yuan Hehe hurriedly blocked Chen Siyuan's path. 

He narrowed his eyes, and his voice was clearly threatening. 

Jiang Ming did not go over, but he stood up and saw the nail clearly. 

Before Chen Siyuan could continue, he raised his hand and uprooted the nail. 

The paper figure screamed in pain, and he was on the verge of death.