Chapter 63 Terrorist Threat
However, if they want to seriously invite Chen Chen to join their Yuyang Mansion, they can go through formal recruitment channels and legitimately start an official career. Why do they have to secretly drag Chen Chen into this dark and humid underground place where there is no one around?
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"How's it going? Have you considered my proposal?" Fan Zuolin's voice echoed here, teasing Chen Chen's nerves like a devil's whisper.
"Uh... City Master Fan, I am just a commoner, and I cannot shoulder such a big responsibility from the City Master. Besides, I am loose-minded by nature. I am afraid that it will be difficult to teach me when I enter the government, which will make the City Master worry even more."
Fan Zuolin paced back and forth with his hands behind his back: "Hey, what's your name, City Master Fan? Just call me Uncle Fan... As for your loose nature, you don't have to worry about that. When the time comes, you won't join the official list, but will serve as my attendant."
Stay with me. You will also be trained by me personally, ensuring that you will be perfectly suitable for a high-level place."
Chen Chen felt that if he refused immediately, it would be too disrespectful to the other party, so he paused before rejecting him. Unfortunately, Chen Chen's good intentions were not accepted by Fan Zuolin.
"Okay, you boy, I have tried my best to say so much, but you are still so stubborn. It doesn't matter, it seems that you don't know the consequences of going against my Fan family!"
Fan Zuolin's voice was suddenly filled with deep anger. He waved his sleeves and the bright lights above his head suddenly lit up, making the place shine like daylight.
After the light came up and illuminated every inch of this place, Chen Chen suddenly saw the structure of this place clearly. This is not a basement, it is clearly a dungeon! The walls on both sides are covered with axes, saws, pliers, nails and other torture tools, everywhere
They were all dried and blackened blood, and the ground was soaked with blood, giving it a mud-like texture when stepped on.
It turned out that the smell that had been wafting over was not the smell of rust, but the smell of blood. Chen Chen felt a sudden nausea and almost vomited out the little food he had eaten at the banquet.
"You see, this is the result of opposing my Fan family!"
Chen Chen looked in the direction of Fan Zuolin's finger. Among the many shackles nailed to the wall, Chen Chen vaguely recognized a human-shaped dark red object.
"A dirty rat is so bold that he dares to get his hands on something belonging to my Fan family! Moreover, it turned out to be my favorite priceless night pearl! I pulled off his dirty fingers and chopped them into pieces carefully.
Feed him...you didn't see his expression at that time, hahahahaha!!!" Listening to Fan Zuolin's description, Chen Chen felt a severe dizziness, and a huge buzzing sound rang in his ears, so he didn't let him go
Keep listening. He originally thought that he was able to withstand all the huge stimulation from the outside world, but it turned out that it was still a little unbearable at this time. He couldn't help but blurt out: "Pervert!"
"Pervert?! Hahahaha... Yes, I am a pervert!! What do you think? Do you agree now?" Fan Zuolin raised the corners of his mouth, and the intense light hit his face, making the shadows on his face extremely clear.
Chen Chen spread his legs to prevent himself from falling due to dizziness. He stared at Fan Zuolin and said, "Agree? Even if I starve to death, pass out in the wilderness, and be picked up and eaten by wild dogs, I will still be fine."
I won’t become the subordinate of a heartless old beast like you!!!”
"Okay, you little bastard! It's true that you don't have to drink a toast without being punished!" As he said that, Fan Zuolin suddenly raised his hand. What's wrong? Do you want to fight? Chen Chen also squatted down and put his hands at his sides to protect him and entered a fighting position.
When it comes to fighting, why would I be afraid of you, a middle-aged nobleman who can't sit still for a long time?!
"Come out, Wang Qing."
You still recruit people!!! (You really don’t care about martial ethics!!!)
Seeing Chen Chen's embarrassed look, Fan Zuolin showed a proud and ferocious smile on his face: "How is it? You still haven't changed your mind now? If you really take action, I can't guarantee what will happen then...
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The young man known as Wang Qing lowered his eyebrows and looked less crazy than Fan Zuolin. After Fan Zuolin finished his threatening words, he also spoke, and there was no hint of joy or disgust in his words: "Little friend, I am still
I advise you not to resist, my strength has already reached the Sky Realm."
Kongjing, these two words made all the cells in Chen Chen's body tense up. Since the popularity of the Pope's strength division, more and more people have begun to use this easy-to-understand system. Among them, the lowest is the door level.
, meaning entry; above that, is the empty realm. To be honest, people who step into the empty realm are not something that Chen Chen who has not yet entered the door realm can resist.
But how could Chen Chen give up so easily? He wanted to change his mind with just a powerful force, just dream!
Chen Chen clenched his fists with both hands, trying hard to control his trembling body with fear, and said deliberately and viciously: "What if I say that I have the strength of a sect?"
That's right, Chen Chen's source of confidence from the beginning to the end has always been the magical "Book of Changes", that powerful skill that can instantly increase a person's strength to the sect level.
"Hahahaha, don't try to bluff me. You are so young, how can you reach the level of strength?" Fan Zuolin looked up to the sky and laughed, his face changed into a smile of victory.
"How about you give it a try?" If Chen Chen really doesn't want to use this skill until the end, the price of "becoming a useless person" is too high.
Fan Zuolin stared at Chen Chen's face, trying to see any trace of guilt on his face. Tonight, the child in front of him exceeded his expectations many times, which made him feel extremely depressed. "Even so,
It’s impossible for you to defeat Wang Qing!”
"I don't need to defeat him, I just need to hurt you." Chen Chen deliberately showed a confident smile. He was betting that this person would rather give up on himself than get hurt.
Sure enough, his bet was right.
Damn it, Chen Chen, why can't you just do what I want?! Fan Zuolin was pacing back and forth like a huge mess. Suddenly, he stopped, pointed at Wang Qing and shouted: "Speak, tell me quickly, you will protect me"
Good on me, you won’t let him touch a hair on my head, just tell me!!!”
Unfortunately, this time things did not develop as he imagined. Wang Qing opened his emotionless mouth and said: "If it is true as he said, he has the strength of the sect, I alone cannot protect you.
All right."
"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash!" Fan Zuolin was so angry that he almost jumped up, "If I were still in Fan Mansion now, if I brought a few more people with me when I came out..." Fan Zuolin was like hysteria, standing constantly.
He was talking to himself there and no longer paid attention to Chen Chen's actions.
"City Master Fan, if you have nothing else to do with me, then I'll take my leave first." Before Fan Zuolin could reply, Chen Chen quickly fled this terrifying place.
Chapter completed!