With a thud, Sinclair's waist hit something hard, making him grin.

"Have your waist been cut off... I fell flat and my head was about to be finished. Goodbye, Olola - Huh? I'm not dead?"

Dyrock and the thugs were stunned. Under Sinclair, there was a thick layer of ice, and the sharp meat grinder blade was spinning in vain, but it could not be worn.

Everyone, including Sinclair, had a look of seeing a ghost.

"Where did this ice come from?"

A burst of unrestrained laughter came from the windowsill of the factory ventilation port, and everyone's eyes were focused.

There was a huge red-haired lazy monkey sitting there. Well, no, it was a 1.6-meter-tall short man wearing a pair of oversized black-rimmed glasses and looking like a student.

"Slags!" the little dwarf said arrogantly, "Let you know me... no, I'm so powerful! How was this move just now?"

The thug leader said angrily: "Where did the rat come from?"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

The dwarf may feel that he has no momentum while sitting, so he stood up decisively, and then his head hit the window frame and fell backwards.

Below is the meat grinder feeding port!

At this moment, a twisted and winding tree formed by solid ice suddenly rose from the ice layer under Sinclair, holding him steadily.

The thug leader's heart tightened: "Ice Mage? Instant? Magister Level?"

The little dwarf was furious: "How dare you look at me ashamed? I, Wilde, will never let you go!"

A thug next to him obviously didn't know how terrible his opponent was. He sneered: "The monkey dived, his female horse was really open. Everyone came to see him. It looks good, good..."

Before he could finish a sentence, frost quickly condensed on the ground, and then it made a series of cracks. The frost climbed up along his legs, covering him with layers of fish-scale borneol.

He shouted in fear: "Ah—"

The scream lasted only half a second before it came to an abrupt end. He turned into a crystal clear ice sculpture.

A flower of figure.

Wilde rushed over with a long afterimage and a sharp knee strike in the air.

With a crisp sound, the thug's head turned into a pile of pink ice crystal powder, splashing around.

Wilde took advantage of the impact and returned to his original position.

At this moment, the whistling wind that had rolled up from his body through the air had just sounded.

Wilde's grinning sounded together: "Slags, look at my mouth! Go - you - female horse -!"

Then, he smiled at Sinclair's teeth shaking on the ice cap: "When will you lie down?"

Sinclair stood up tremblingly: "You, you are--"

"Wilde...uh, Wilde, the precepts group of the God of Light!

Dai Locke quickly calmed down and said with a forced smile: "It turns out that he is the master of the Holy Church. That guy just now offended his dignity and died. I wonder if you are here, what advice do you have?"

Wilde pointed at Sinclair without any ambiguity and said, "Take him away and then seal your factory."

"You yourself?"

“It takes a lot of people?”

Sinclair said angrily: "Mr. Wilde, be careful, this dark-hearted factory has raised many thugs!"

"I can enjoy it a little more."

"But, but..."

"But I...I'm not here this time to kill people. Where is the place where they made black-hearted sausages?"

“A lot. Here is one of them.”

"Lead the way, don't let these scoundrels destroy the evidence. Come, go there and stay away from me."

As he said that, Wilde smiled and slapped the meat grinder: "Frozen."

With a continuous crackling, the huge ice cubes quickly formed, freezing the meat grinder.

Dallok was shocked: "Danger!"

The meat grinder is running at full speed. Once the knife head is frozen, the transmission shaft will definitely be broken. The magic energy output at the other end of the transmission shaft must be messed up. Once the power furnace explodes, it will be stress-free to overturn half of the factory!

Everyone die together? Is this magician stupid?!

Wilde didn't even look back and snapped his fingers casually.

The ice flowers bloom, freezing the power furnace that was shattered through the cracks by the flames and the flames inside.

Delloke's scream was also frozen in his throat.

When did we offend such a guy? Could it be that he killed his family? Damn it!

However, do you think you can handle everything if you can fight? Childish! What determines the operation of this world is still money!

If you have a genital, you can demolish the factory and see who died in the end!

There are also those students and nerds who are blocking the factory. Let’s take a look, make a fuss, make a fuss, the bigger the fuss, the better!

A harsh sirens came from outside the high wall and the police arrived.

That afternoon, Isabella hurried to find George: "George, have you heard of what happened in the main city of Yagenk this morning?"

George was talking to Hickstu, and when he heard her question, he replied: "I heard a little bit of the wind, I don't know if what I said to you - the police took to the street to arrest people and arrested more than 30 students who surrounded the Weiteqi Meat Factory."

"It's this. Are you planning it behind the scenes?"

"Of course not, the time is too late. However, it has something to do with us."

Hickstu explained: "Yagenk's food hygiene problem has a long history and many people are dissatisfied. But Yagenk has adopted the practice of protecting the large consortium and suppressing public opinion. This action of students is a catharsis of dissatisfaction. However, this direct confrontation with the large consortium and the city hall is quite unwise. We do not want to participate."

George added: "We did get information that students will have abnormal movements, but we think their actions are just. This was triggered by Mr. Sinclair's book "The Slaughterhouse". Lord Hickstu and I sent Wilde and several other capable generals to Yagenk to protect them. This has nothing to do with the students' encirclement."

Isabella asked: "Then why do you want to protect Sinclair? Are you not afraid of revenge from the big consortium?"

"If it's good for us, I certainly don't mind playing the role of the messenger of justice. This incident will be a good opportunity to turn the situation around in one fell swoop."

"If you have something to say, please just say it."

"The secret of the spiritual hive was leaked to Lusford by Georgina, which is our greatest danger now. So, we have to find something for Lusford, so don't let him panic and come to trouble us. Just so happen, the students' actions gave us a chance. The large consortium will never surrender because of the protests of a few students and will inevitably counterattack wildly. The situation will definitely continue to expand. As a person who cares about his throne of governor, Lusford must make a choice - to seek the profits of the large consortium or the call for justice of the people."

Hickstu smiled and said, "The great writer Sinclair is really a treasure given to us by the God of Light and the God of Darkness. His arms are better than 100,000 swords and guns. We might as well cheer him."

Isabella said: "We bought Stanford Floating Island and built a factory. Strictly speaking, we are rich, so why do you choose to stand on the side of students and the people?"

"The great change in Yagenk is right in front of us. Now, it is a good opportunity for us to intervene. The large consortium looks down on us and we have no choice. As long as we operate well, we will become the third force that can influence Yagenk's policies. The North Sea will become the real base of the New Sect of the Light God and the Dark God."

"It's a conspiracy again."

"No, this is a strategy."

"Okay, the last question, where has Dark gone?"

"He is now the owner of Stanford Floating Island and is busy making lunch boxes to generate income."

Isabella didn't believe it: "Just make lunch boxes?"

George was very determined: "It's just a box lunch."
Chapter completed!