Not long after.
With a creak, the door of the meeting hall opened, and Franklin led Kunman Gasol from the mainland in.
Looking over, you can see that Kunman Gasol is about thirty years old. He is about 1.7 meters tall and slightly fat. He is wearing an extremely fitting aristocratic dress. He is very well groomed and looks like a real man. There is not much difference between the nobles. He has a habitual smile on his face. No matter who he looks at, he is always smiling and amiable, but it always makes people feel that he is a little hypocritical, as if his face is just a mask, and there are many ulterior conspiracy and viciousness hidden under his face. -This kind of person is commonly known as... Smiling Tiger.
After approaching the hall, before Muse could say anything, Gasol had already taken the initiative to say hello. He looked at Muse sitting in his seat and said, "Manager Muse, nice to see you."
"Really?" Muse tilted his head slightly, glanced at Gasol, his eyes stayed on the other person's face for a few seconds, slightly coldly, "I heard that you must see me, and looking at you now, it seems that you have You have a lot to say to me."
"Shouldn't it be right?" Gasol shrugged and continued to smile. "After all, we haven't seen each other for a long time, so naturally we have a lot to say."
After saying this, Gasol's tone changed and he seemed serious, and said: "You know, Manager Muse, I was on the main continent and heard that you messed up things here on the east coast. I need When I supported you, I was really surprised. After all, I thought you had always been very capable, unlike trash like Gibran... "
"Humph." Muse snorted coldly, his expression cold.
Gasol chuckled: "That muse manager, don't misunderstand anything. I'm just discussing the matter. If there is any offense, please forgive me."
"Just discussing things?" Muse narrowed his eyes slightly. "Okay, let me just discuss the matter. Judging from your appearance, there are some changes from when I saw you before. Have you added some junk to your body to increase your strength so that you can no longer be weak?"
If Gasol's words were indirect ridicule, Muse's words were direct insults.
Gasol's face couldn't help but change after hearing this, but he quickly returned to smiling and asked dryly: "Steward Muse, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Muse said, stood up from his seat and looked directly at Gasol, "I think the reason why you met me is to show off the new abilities you have learned, right? That's good , I will give you a chance to fight with me and let me see you."
"Are you sure about Muse?" Gasol said with a smile on his face, "I want to remind you that my newly learned ability is a bit restrained on you. Well, I didn't learn it specifically for you, it just happened to be , more restraint on the use of your abilities.
In addition, it seems that you were injured and have not recovered. You are blind in one eye and your strength is greatly reduced. If I fight you now and win, wouldn't it be a bit of a bully? "
"Ha." Muse's expression was cold, and he walked closer to Gasol step by step. "Let's talk about it after you win!" As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura erupted from his body, locking Gasol tightly.
Gasol felt it, his expression was solemn, he looked at Muse and said: "Since Muse is in charge of you, I'm sorry, let me show you my latest ability, please give me your advice!"
After speaking, Gasol clenched his fists with both hands, and with a "pop", a thick bloody mist spewed out from the pores of his body.
The blood-colored mist spread quickly and wrapped Gasol's body in the blink of an eye, making it impossible for others to see what he was doing.
Slowly, deep in the blood-colored mist, there were roars of giant beasts, and at the same time, terrifying energy fluctuations were produced.
People in the hall moved away from the range of the blood-colored mist, ducked into the corner, and looked at Muse in surprise.
At this time, Muse was staring at the blood-colored mist with a calm expression on his face, with a hint of contempt in his calmness.
Moments before the terrifying energy was released in the blood-colored mist, Muse said: "Sure enough, is it some kind of bloodline transformation? It seems that you really want to die on this weak road. You also said you should restrain me. ? I would like to see how to restrain it!"
As the last word came out, Muse stepped hard, and a large area of the ground cracked, and his whole body crashed into the bloody mist like a meteor.
Purple energy roared out from the blood-colored mist. Muse punched, just one punch, and all the energy dissipated. Then Muse crashed into the bloody mist and broke out immediately.
"Snapped!"
On the other side of the bloody mist, Muse landed and stood still. He grabbed something that looked like leather in his hand, rubbed it and threw it on the ground like trash.
Behind her, the blood-colored mist quickly dissipated and disappeared in the blink of an eye, revealing Gasol's body.
At this time, Gasol's body was trembling, and there were countless wounds on his skin, like a baby's mouth, gurgling blood - purple-black blood.
This is not the most terrifying thing, I saw Gasol covering his face tightly with his hands. Under the fingers, there was a bloody mess, but the entire skin was forcibly torn off by Muse.
"I... my face..." Gasol trembled.
Muse turned around, glanced at Gasol, and said softly: "So what I scratched off was really your face? I thought it was the mask you were wearing. After all, your smile was so fake. Oh, I'm kind to you. A reminder, if you have time, practice smiling and don’t make it so disgusting, otherwise even if it grows back, it won’t last long.”
"You..." Gasol gritted his teeth and looked at Muse, as if he was ready to fight for the humiliation.
Muse was not afraid, looked directly at Gasol and said: "What, you have an opinion? Want to continue to show off your extremely weak ability? Let me remind you, the first time is communication. The second time, It’s just offensive, and I won’t hold back when the time comes.”
Gasol's body trembled, and his whole aura suddenly dropped. He looked at Muse and said with twinkling eyes: "How could it be, how could it be, Muse is in charge of you... I misunderstood."
"I hope so." Muse said, looking at Gasol and said, "Okay, now you want to see me and you have seen me, and you want to show off your abilities, go ahead. Next, Franklin will tell you how Arrange the people and things you bring.”
After a pause, Muse continued: "Gasol, I know that when you brought people from the main continent to the east coast to support me, you must have felt that I was very miserable. You may have thought that when you get here, you You can turn your back and lead me. It's a pity that although your ambition is not small, your strength is too weak. You are destined to be a joke, just like you were before. I tell you, only my voice is allowed here, you are here Here, you either obey or... I ask you to obey. Do you understand?"
Gasol hesitated for a while, then slowly lowered his head and said, "Yes."
"Very good, go ahead." Muse nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand.
Franklin walked out sensibly and walked out of the hall with Gasol.
Gasol followed Franklin and left obediently. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped. As if he thought of something, he turned to look at Muse and said, "By the way, Muse, there is something I have to tell you."
"whats the matter?"
"This time I came to support and brought something special."
"Huh? What?"
"A strange species."
"Strange species?!" Muse raised his eyebrows.
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