Heavenly Dao Formula

Baiguoyuan factory area.

Today is still a night of rushing to work all night. With the salary increase, everyone is full of energy. And the founder of the Relief Society, who won this change for everyone, was enthusiastically supported by everyone, and his reputation among the hired workers was second to none.

When Horn returned to the factory area and handed over the shift with the previous batch of people, warm greetings were heard endlessly.

He responded with a wave of his hand.

In his opinion, since the general strike, everyone's mental outlook has become quite different from before—he couldn't say what the specific differences are, but such changes are undoubtedly developing in a good direction.

If I had to say it, they were more like ordinary residents of Azure Fort.

At this moment, Morlier suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong?" the horn turned his head and said.

"That... Gore said that there is a new moving task for us." He cleared his throat and said, "You are the head of the moving team, so he wants you to go to the office."

"A new job?"

"It seems that an unplanned cargo ship arrived at the port. I don't know the specifics."

"I see." Horn nodded. This kind of thing is not uncommon. The boss owns more than one factory and shop, and occasionally transfers manpower to help each other. What's more, this kind of work that is not Pagoda's own work will have a certain amount of extra income, and there will not be too much resistance if everyone does a favor.

It's just that usually such words are passed on by the supervisor, but now it's replaced by a worker. It seems that the supervisor is indeed obeying the agreement and reducing the jurisdiction of the supervisor.

Horn quickly walked into the factory office.

But he didn't see Goyle.

There was only Philip in charge and a strange man in the room.

"You're here." Philip looked up at him, "Please sit down."

"No need, I still have a lot of work to do." Jiaojiao replied, "I heard that the factory has new arrangements, and I need help from the moving team?"

"Ah... That's right." The other party smiled, "But to be precise, everyone needs to help."

"Everyone?" The horns were slightly startled, "What about the production of jam?"

"There's nothing you can do about it." Philip said calmly, "If the work over there is delayed, it will be very troublesome for the boss."

Since it was Azie's decision, Horn had nothing to say, "Then what is the job?"

Philip propped his chin with his hands, and a gloomy cold light reflected in his eyes.

"Give your souls."

Horn didn't react for a moment.

He subconsciously repeated, "What did you say?"

"Sorry, I should have said it in more common terms." Philip seemed to be in a particularly good mood. "You rebelled against the factory and planned a riot, which caused the boss to suffer undue losses. Now...you should pay off your debts."

Horn's face darkened.

He immediately turned around and wanted to push the door to leave, but found that the door handle seemed to be nailed to death, no matter how much he turned it, he didn't move at all!

"This is a small spell that can temporarily turn any room into a secret room. In this way, your conversation will not be known by outsiders." The strange man suddenly said.

"Thank you, Mr. Xuying." Philip spread his hands, "But that's all I have to say, and I'll leave it to you. If possible, I hope to hear his sincere confession at the end of life."

They are explaining to themselves.

The horn clenched his fist, what is this... Contempt full of confidence?

The steward himself is nothing to be afraid of. In other words, this demon possessor called Phantom is the one he needs to beware of.

Be the first to attack!

The horned body squatted down slightly, and then rushed towards the other side suddenly. Two powerful hands lifted up the seat next to it, and smashed down the head and face!

After a battle with the overseer, he has a new understanding of his strength and skills.

Most of the time, people can't avoid his full-strength blow.

Phantom is no exception.

He didn't even have time to move a step before the chair fell on the top of his forehead!

Click!

The wooden chair shattered.

Horn was startled——

Judging from the feel, the feedback doesn't seem to be hitting the flesh at all, but it's like hitting a solid steel shell!

Before he had time to think about it, he slammed his shoulders, pushed the mage away, and threw himself towards the window of the office.

Standing by the window, you can see the factory area. As long as everyone pays attention to the commotion here, he will have a chance to escape...

With a muffled sound, the horn fell heavily to the ground!

At that moment, he seemed to have bumped into an invisible barrier. The glass, which is usually extremely fragile, has now become an insurmountable high wall.

"cough--"

As soon as Horn struggled to get up, he felt a tightness in his chest.

He lowered his head as a twisted tentacle pierced his chest and poked its head out from under his clothes.

Xu Ying pulled him back to his side, half-hanging in the air, "It seems that you didn't understand what I meant. The so-called secret room doesn't just refer to the door."

The speaker's wrist becomes an octopus-like shape, and the fingers become dancing tentacles. The other party slowly pierced the tentacles into his skin and muscles, and crawled along his bones. The tearing pain made the horns scream!

"You should have heard what Mr. Philip said." Phantom slowly stretched out two tentacles and pressed them against his ears—the squirming touch made the horns break out in cold sweat, "Believe me, you don't Would love the feeling of the brain being touched."

Horn found that his hands and feet were gradually losing control, as if something blocked his will.

All the muscles in his body were trembling, and the strength he was proud of had disappeared without a trace.

This is reality.

He is just a half-beast, and he has no strength to resist in front of the real demon possessor.

Looking at Philip with an expectant face, Horn opened his mouth with difficulty.

"I-I said..."

The tentacles that had penetrated deep into his ear canal retreated slightly by half an inch.

The unbearable sting was relieved a little.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he mustered all his energy, took a deep breath, and spit the saliva in his mouth towards the steward!

Philip didn't expect him to make such a move at all, and he was vomited on the spot!

"go to hell!"

Horn growled.

He really doesn't have the strength to resist, but that doesn't mean he will never resist.

Especially after he had already tasted what it was like to stand up.

It would be extremely difficult to kneel down again.

The next moment, the tentacles suddenly pierced into the horned brain, causing him to twitch violently! The unbearable pain flooded into his mind like a tidal wave, tearing his consciousness into pieces. Just as the chaos and darkness quickly engulfed his thoughts, the last image left in front of his eyes was his sister handing the newly knitted handkerchief to him.

"Mu... Li..."

The body of the horn completely stopped swinging.

Woke up today with a fever... a little scared @. @