Garcia has never been more scared than he is now. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the smiling young man on the other side couldn't see the deep dive clearly, the strong man next to him must be a master! And the kind that was killed in the sea of corpses and blood!

The moment he exploded his momentum just now, Garcia even sank into the boundless sea of blood by himself, no matter how hard he pricked it, he couldn't come out.

When he retracted his momentum and restrained his murderous aura, Garcia resurfaced the sea, returned to reality, and had a chance to continue to breathe.

Even if you don't do it, you can kill people just by virtue of the momentum you exude, this strong man is at least at the grandmaster level!

In fact, before leaving, Garcia also made mental preparations, thinking that he might be caught. For example, inadvertently making a noise, such as accidentally stepping on the air, such as the other party's night watchman is a veteran and kicks the iron plate......

But he never thought of such a possibility, that this iron plate was so hard, so huge, and so inviolable......

You are a top powerhouse at least the grandmaster level, and you can earn tens of thousands of gold by doing it casually, why do you want to go to this comic club where birds don't to keep vigil, even if this Shabi comic club makes more money, can it earn 10,000 gold a month? And this inheritance-level swordsmanship, we people are a treasure, a big master like you, is it difficult to beat?

"The second choice is to join the party! Join our glorious Austrian Revolutionary Party!" said the smiling young man.

Join the party? Austrian Revolutionary Party? What kind of organization is that? Revolutionary? Whose life is it to reform? What do you really want to do?

I feel like I'm going to be caught up in some extremely dangerous incident! I don't want to join this Sabi Party!

But the strong man still stared at them, his eyes roaming over them, as if once someone popped out of his mouth the word "no", he would tear him to pieces.

It's better to save your life first!

Having made up his mind, Garcia was about to speak, but was preempted by someone else.

"I, I do! I would like to join the Austrian Revolutionary Party......"

"I'm willing, I'm willing to join! I'm willing to join!"

"I'm willing to do anything! Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

"I'm willing to do anything, whatever you say!"

......

A group of people scrambled to express their attitudes, scrambling to join an organization they hadn't even heard of before.

Garcia also mixed in with the crowd and went with the crowd and swore an oath to join in.

"Well, since everyone is so sincere, then I will accept you!" the young man smiled.

We are not sincere! We are all forced by you! Otherwise, who would want to join this bullshit organization! When the words came to his lips, Garcia still couldn't help but shout, after all, he didn't want to die.

"Of course, joining our organization is extremely full and obligatory. The young man said lightly: "The most important obligation is to be loyal to the organization and not to divulge its secrets! In order to ensure this, we must take some small measures!"

A bad premonition rose in Garcia's mind. Measures? Pledge of loyalty? Is it poison?

But before he could react, the young man took out a small wine bottle, poured some wine into the palm of his hand, and then slapped it towards the six people.

The flying wine turned into an ice blade in the air, and in a flash, it hit the bodies of the six people and sank into their bodies.

Garcia only felt a chill in his chest, and his whole body was smart, and he immediately lifted his clothes and looked towards his chest.

I saw that the skin on his chest was unscathed, and the ice blade did not leave any traces on him. After touching it a few times, Garcia didn't feel anything wrong.

But the feeling of this ice blade sinking into the chest is real, and it can't be fake! What the hell is going on?

The rest of the people also turned their eyes to the smiling young man again after observing for a while, but they all squirmed their lips for a long time, and they didn't dare to ask questions.

"Okay, don't worry, it's just a small measure, as long as you don't talk nonsense everywhere after you go out, you will be on call in the future, and it will be easy to use together, there will be no problem. The young man's smile looked a little terrible.

Swallowing again, Garcia barely mustered up the courage to ask, "So, my lord, this ...... What if someone doesn't obey?"

"That's like this. The young man made a gesture and pressed his hand down.

Itching! Itching! Limbs, Body, Skin, Internal Organs...... It's itchy everywhere!

Garcia suddenly lay on the ground, his hands kept tearing his clothes, and he kept scratching his body, but no matter how he scratched it, the itch did not weaken at all, but intensified, making people want to die immediately and get relief.

"Ah......h

Then the young man's palm was raised again.

It was as if an angel came to the world and led them to heaven, the itching all the time disappeared instantly, and even the blood marks scratched on the body did not have a trace of pain, and the whole body was warm, as if they were in a quilt under the warm winter sun, which made people feel comfortable and didn't want to get up at all.

It took a while to lie on the ground, to catch his breath, before Garcia recovered from the extreme pain and comfort.

He stood up and looked at the smiling young man with fear.

He's a devil! It's a devil! It's a devil's trick! It's the devil's trick!

Garcia had always been an iron man himself, and even brutal torture could not change his will, but he now knew that pain was the easiest pain in the world. And he's just a soft egg, in this terrifying itch, he'd rather sell everything and die than stay even a second longer!

"Okay, are you recovered? In the future, I will take time to take a look at it every day, and if there is an extra pot of orchids at the door of the comic club, everyone will gather at the comic club at night. The young man announced softly, "Understood?"

"Ming...... I see. In response, the six men stood up tremblingly, supported each other, and prepared to walk towards the gate.

"Oh, by the way, wait a minute!" the young man called out to them again.

The six of them paused and turned back with bitter faces.

I saw the young man hand over a few picture albums, still with that smiling look: "You are here for it, since we are now comrades, let's give each of you a copy." Don't worry, don't ...... money"