After seeing the protagonist of the purpose at this moment, Mr. 3 breathed a sigh of relief, because the boy's state was consistent with what he expected, and it should be said that it was consistent with the information he obtained.

This is not to say that the threat is gone, .3 does not think that the teenager will turn against his boss in this state, and if he does not know the identity of the boss, then he will remind him.

"It's my own way of appearing, and it really makes you laugh." Mr.3 said politely, while Miss Golden Zhou sat up on the side, as if because of Fang Xing's image, her vigilance was relaxed.

Fang Xing said unceremoniously: "It's really funny, the way you appeared made me quite happy." Did you bring what I wanted? ”

"Brought it. But before giving it to you, I think you should give an answer first. ”

"Reply? What if I refuse? ”

"So I'm sorry... I can't give you anything, and you'll be hunted down by the Baroque Workshops. Mr. 3 said.

Fang Xing smiled, but the smile made it impossible to see any of his thoughts.

"What good will I do if I accept it?"

"This is the boss of our Baroque workshop."

Mr.3 draws a wax figure in his hand, which is the image of Klockdahl, and the words Seven Martial Seas are written underneath to clarify his identity.

"So as long as you join the Baroque Workshop, not only will you not be hunted down by the navy, but you will also gain many convenient things, such as intelligence, treatment, money, and even power, and the boss promises you any conditions."

Fang Xing teased slightly: "So good? But I don't know what I'm going to do if I join a job club. It's not just for me to get a profit and not pay, right? ”

Mr.3 didn't hear this ridicule, he only thought that Fang Xing had concerns, so he replied, "Naturally, it's not pure gain, as long as you provide the blueprints of the Hades." Now that you have been exposed to this town, then the news must also be known to the navy, just provide a Hades blueprint that does not help you in any way, and you can get the protection of the boss, which is a mutually beneficial thing for you and the organization. Coupled with the last promise of the boss, as long as you don't make too many demands, you won't be refused. ”

Fang Xing still maintained this expression, he was not surprised by the conditions proposed by Mr.3, after all, the thing he was able to attract Crocodale was the previous Hades blueprint, but Crocodale was really wishful thinking, if it was someone else who encountered such a situation, he would definitely be impressed by Crocodale's "sincerity". There are temptations and threats at the same time, and with any broad condition, basically no one will refuse.

However, Fang Xing does not fall into this basic category. He smiled at Mr. 3, a smile that was a little soothing.

“.... I refuse. Fang Xing said lightly. As I've said before, I don't like being under other people's staff, so I wasn't ready to join the Baroque Workshop from the beginning. ”

Mr.3 was a little surprised, "Then why did you put forward those conditions?" Don't you want the recording pointer of that Drum Island? ”

"Yes. I did need to record the pointers, but I refused to join the Baroque workshop. Deal with the wicked as long as they are worse than him. Of course, what you want will not go according to your requirements, you just need to grab it. ”

What kind of logic is this? Mr.3 was stunned, and even Miss Golden Week paid attention to Fang Xing, as if he was curious as to why the teenager would convey such an answer. However, this answer also means that the teenager intends to be an enemy of the Baroque Workshop.

"According to the information from the boss, your strength has long been limited because of injury, and you can't show your strength at all, even ordinary pirates can cause damage to you, you are injured, you have become weaker, and your bounty has not reached the level of 400 million at all, in this case, do you think that if you refuse the Baroque Work Club again, will there be a way to live!"

"I refuse..."Fang Xing wanted to continue to say something, but Mr.3 didn't even give him this time, so he took the lead in using the wax prepared in advance to wrap towards the house.

Yes, this was his brilliant mind, and when he approached the house, he not only trembled his legs, but also used his housekeeping skills in fear. The wax is constantly being produced from the soles of the feet, and it is hidden around the house one step in advance, so that such a huge amount of wax can be produced in a short period of time.

The wax, which is comparable to the hardness of steel, was tightly wrapped towards this house at this moment, and at the same time, Miss. Golden Week also painted a leisurely green on the clothes worn by Fang Xing to prevent Fang Xing from escaping.

The rushing wax, like the discharge of water from a dam, mercilessly crushed the house, and at the same time tightly wrapped the square row, forming a wax box.

The huge box, which is as strong as steel and is several meters thick, is solid inside, and even if the giants are in this kind of box, they can only suffocate to death. However, Mr.3 did not take it lightly, and after making such an action, despite his own fatigue, he generated several sharp pillars at a very fast speed, like a wooden box performed in a magic trick, and pierced these pillars from several directions to the position of Fang Xing just now.

After doing these movements, I was relieved.

"It's finally settled."

However, the unexpected happened. Cracks appeared in the body of the huge wax box, and there was a crackling sound on it, and it gradually cracked.

Mr. 3 watched in disbelief.

"How is this possible! It's my masterpiece with a hardness comparable to steel! ”

However, no matter how Mr. 3 denied it and repaired it, the collapse of the huge wax box continued, until it completely collapsed, revealing Fang Xing, who was still sitting at the head of the bed with an indifferent appearance.

And at this time, Miss. Wednesday, or Weiwei, also arrived here under such a movement. She was not heartbroken by the destruction of her room, but she was puzzled by the unknown situation, and she regretted leaving the room with some regret, because she later sorted out the relationship, and she found that even if she didn't live in this room, no one would suspect her. Instead, staying in a room with such an iron-blooded person will make others notice the abnormality if he stays for a long time.

"Why aren't you emotionally distracted?" Miss. Golden Zhou said in surprise, she looked at the marks on Fang Xing's clothes, the ability effect that should have worked really lost its effectiveness.

Fang Xing said indifferently: "For a person who has lost his emotions, after regaining his emotions, there is nothing better than controlling emotions. ”

Weiwei retorted with some resentment: "Who said that he couldn't control his emotions before..."

Fang Xing spread his hands and did not answer Weiwei, but looked at Mr. 3.

"You just said I was hurt?.. Maybe that's a fact. Fang Xing laughed, as if he was laughing at something, air? Person? Oneself? Or what... At this moment, there is an inexplicable similarity between his experience and that of one side, and he replied to Mr. 3 with the words of the other side, "I am weaker, but it doesn't mean that you have become stronger, does it?" ”

Foot shaking...

Just such a slight movement.

The solid ground paved with wax because of Mr. 3 instantly turned over and cracked, and the small pebbles that shattered and shattered bombarded Mr. 3's body with the trend of missiles.