Ming Feng knew that he had a grudge against his guild, and it was impossible for him to tell him the origin of 'himself', so he replied, "Why should I tell you? ”

"Huh? Because I'm stronger than you, of course. As he spoke, he grabbed Ming Feng in the air.

Suddenly, a black shadow-like hand clasped Ming Feng's neck.

For Ming Feng's rhetorical question, Joseph Bora was a little unexpected at first, after all, he was so powerful that almost no one dared to talk to him like this, and then he didn't give Ming Feng a chance to reflect.

Of course, even if it is given, it will be difficult for Yi Mingfeng's current strength to withstand it.

Although this shadowy hand didn't have much strength, Ming Feng still couldn't resist, as if his physical strength and spirit were gradually disappearing.

Only then did he realize that Joseph Bora's magic contained tricks that could drain people's vitality. When he figured this out, Ming Feng immediately mobilized the mana in his body.

In an instant, Ming Feng's body shone with a strong silver light, and his whole body was covered with silver arcs, knocking that shadow-like hand through countless holes and dissipating.

"Ahem, ahem!" After the shadowy hand disappeared, Ming Feng finally regained his breathing, but the loss of physical strength and spirit could not be recovered at once.

"Tell me which dark guild you're from this time, right?" For Ming Feng's resistance, Joseph Bora did not stop it, nor did he attack again, but just looked at him, as if he wanted to know if he could resist, or if he would be swallowed by his own magic.

As for why Joseph Bora wanted to know which dark guild he was so much about, Ming Feng didn't understand and couldn't figure it out. Although the other party is ranked last among the Saint Ten Magicians, after all, he is also at the level of the Saint Ten Wizards, so why does he care so much about himself as a little person?

Although he couldn't figure out why, Ming Feng understood that his identity could not be exposed in front of him, otherwise he would only be greeted by destruction.

So he pretended to admit it, suppressed the anger on his face, and said: "I am the lower level guild of the demon's heart, and I came here because our president wants to reach some kind of agreement with the southern wolf on behalf of the superiors, but because I have just joined the guild, I can't get the full trust of the president, so I am waiting here." ”

Ming Feng's statement was completely trusted by Joseph Pola, because he knew that although he knew something about some of the new demon's heart's recent actions and plans, it didn't mean that the news was casual. And to be able to come here as a newcomer, it must be that their president is also more optimistic about this young man, but after all, he is a newcomer and can't let him know too many things.

After putting Ming Feng's words in his mind, Joseph Bora suddenly said, "Since this is the case, then you can go with me." ”

"Why?" Ming Feng didn't understand the idea of this Primordial Saint Ten very much, and asked rhetorically with a look of disgust.

"Because your guild will not last long, no matter what your superiors plan, you will not be able to defeat the gates of Hades. And even without the Gates of Hades, the Council of Magic will not let you go. So in any case, your end is obvious. "It's not easy to meet a thunderbolt attribute magician, so Joseph Bora also patiently explained to Ming Feng briefly.

Seeing that the other party was trying to win him over, Ming Feng's hanging heart relaxed. Since this is the case, then the other party will not kill himself easily, otherwise he would not have left his hand just now.

Thinking about this, Ming Feng seemed to be addicted to acting, and continued: "Impossible! Although the seven dependents are less than half, we are still very strong. ”

"Oh well. I don't force it, if one day you can't stay in the guild anymore, you can come here... Find me and I can teach you how to improve your mana. As he spoke, Joseph Bora magically wrote the name of a city in front of him.

This kind of plot that did not appear in the original book made Ming Feng very curious. He wanted to know what organization or guild the other party was in now, and why it didn't appear in the later part of the book. So he said, "You must at least tell me what kind of organization or guild you are, right?" ”

"I'll tell you when you want to join us." After speaking, without waiting for Ming Feng to have any reaction, he turned around and left quietly.

For such an answer, Ming Feng was not surprised, if he could get out of the other party so easily, then the other party would have lived so much in vain.

Stand still and muttered the name of the city to yourself a few times to memorize it. When he looked up again, he saw that Joseph Bora was gone, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Ming Feng sat down a little depressed again, he was really curious about what this former Saint Ten Magicians was doing now. Is it to develop forces to seek revenge on their own guild? Or do you want to find the Magic Council that disbanded its guild and removed him from the Ten Saint Magi? Or are you improving your mana so you can compete with the three generations of presidents again?

After thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't understand Joseph Pola's intentions, and maybe even his three thoughts were his goals.

Time passed in Ming Feng's cranky thoughts, and when he looked at the sun in the sky again, he found that it was almost evening, and he had been waiting here for several hours.

The bored Ming Feng became a little anxious, and began to spin in place, pacing back and forth.

He doesn't understand! Judging from what is known so far, the two organizations have already negotiated and decided to cooperate with each other. Then, a simple meeting is just to exchange information and intelligence, and at most to discuss some plans and developments in the short term in the future, and it will be impossible to do more.

After all, it's just a branch president, and he won't have much decision-making power, but why does it take so long?

Could it be that the branch president is just a façade, when in fact they are holding a video conference with a communication crystal? It doesn't make sense, this is the southern part of Ishgar, it's their sphere of influence, and they don't need to be so timid.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, Ming Feng walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard and asked the doorman just now, "This big brother, are the people I asked about before still here?" ”

The doorman looked at Ming Feng and recognized him as the one who stuffed him with money before, so he said, "It should be there." After all, we didn't see them come out! ”

"Is there any other exit here?" Ming Feng still felt a little suspicious, he felt that those people should have left through other exits.

"That's it!" The doorman replied in the affirmative.

The janitor didn't look like he was lying to himself, Ming Feng unconsciously kneaded his right earlobe, he still trusted his instincts, thinking that it was impossible for them to stay here for so long, otherwise those people would not have eaten in the restaurant before coming here.

That means they know they won't be here for long before they leave, otherwise wouldn't it be much better to eat here than in that restaurant? And wouldn't it be better if someone else paid for it.