Chapter 607: Counterattack

Baiguoyuan factory area.

Today is still a night of rushing to work all night. With the salary increase,

everyone is full of enthusiasm. The founder of the relief society who fought

for this change for everyone has received enthusiastic support from everyone,

and his reputation among the hired groups is no different.

When Jiao Jiao returned to the factory and took over from the previous group

of people, he was greeted with enthusiasm.

He also waved in response one by one.

In his opinion, since the general strike, the entire mental outlook of

everyone has become very different from before-he can't say where the specific

differences are, but such changes are undoubtedly developing in a good

direction.

What I have to say is that they are more like ordinary residents of Azure

Fort.

At this moment, Moriel suddenly stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Horn turned his head and said.

"Um... Gore said there is a new transportation task to be handed over to us."

He cleared his throat and said, "You are the head of the transportation 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 has more

than one factory and shop, and it happens occasionally when we mobilize people

to help each other. What's more, this kind of non-Biguoyuan's own work will

have a certain amount of extra income, and there will be no resistance to

everyone doing a favor.

It's just that these words are usually passed by the supervisor. Now it is

replaced by a worker. It seems that the supervisor is indeed abiding by the

agreement and reducing the supervisor's jurisdiction.

Horn quickly walked into the factory office.

But he did not see Gore.

Only Manager Philip and a strange man were in the room.

"You are here." Philip raised his head and glanced at him. "Please sit down."

"No, I still have a lot of work to do." Jiao Jiao replied, "I heard that the

factory has new arrangements. Need help from the handling team?"

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

needs to help."

"Everyone?" Horn was startled slightly, "What about the production of jam?"

"Things are prioritized, and there is no other way." Philip said calmly, "If

the work there is delayed, it will be quite troublesome for the boss."

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

Philip put his hands on his chin, a faint cold light reflected in his eyes.

"Give your souls."

Horn didn't react for a while.

He repeated it subconsciously, "What did you say?"

"Sorry, I should put it in plain language." Philip seemed to be in a

particularly good mood. "You resisted the factory and planned a riot, which

caused the boss to suffer undue losses. Now...you should pay off your debt."

The horn's expression sank.

He immediately turned around and wanted to push the door to leave, but found

that the door handle seemed to be nailed to death, and he couldn't move no

matter how it turned!

"This is a small spell that can temporarily turn any room into a secret room.

In this way, your conversation will not be known to outsiders." The strange

man suddenly said.

"Thank you, Mr. Shadow." Philip spread his hands. "But there is so much I have

to say. I will leave it to you. If possible, I hope to hear his sincere dying

confession."

They are explaining to themselves.

The horns clenched his fists, what is this...Is that confident and

contemptuous?

The steward himself shouldn't be afraid. In other words, this man who owns the

demon known as the phantom is the person he needs to beware of.

Get started first!

Horn body squatted slightly, and then rushed towards the opponent, two

powerful hands took the seat next to him, and smashed his head and face down!

After a battle with the supervisor, he has a new understanding of his strength

and skill.

Most of the time, people couldn't avoid a blow he slammed with all his

strength.

The ghost is no exception.

Before he even had time to move a step, the chair had been smashed on top of

his forehead!

Click!

The wooden chair shattered.

Horn was shocked in his heart-

Judging from the feel, the feedback did not seem to hit the body at all, but

it was like hitting a solid steel shell!

Before he could think about it, he accidentally slammed his shoulders, pushed

the mage away, and threw himself toward the office window.

Standing by the window, you can see the factory area. As long as everyone

notices the noise here, he has a chance to get out...

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

At that moment, he seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and the normally

fragile glass became an insurmountable wall at this moment.

"cough-"

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

He lowered his head, and a twisted tentacled pierced his chest, poking his

head from under his clothes.

Void drew him back to his side, half-hung in the air, "It seems that you

didn't understand what I meant. The so-called secret room is not just a door."

The speaker's wrist became an octopus-like shape, and his fingers became

dancing tentacles. The opponent slowly pierced his tentacles into his skin and

muscles, crawling along his bones, and the tearing pain made the horns scream!

"You should have heard Mr. Philip's words." The phantom stretched out two

tentacles slowly and pressed them against his ears-the squiggly squirming

touch made the horns sweat all over, "Trust me, you won't I like the feeling

of the brain being touched."

Horn found that his hands and feet had gradually become disobedient, as if

something was blocking his will.

His muscles were trembling, and the strength he was proud of had disappeared

without a trace.

This is reality.

He is just a half-beast, and in front of the true owner of the magic, he has

no power to resist at all.

Looking at Philip, who looked expectant, Horn opened his mouth with

difficulty.

"I, I said..."

The tentacles that had penetrated deep into his ear canal moved back slightly

by half an inch.

The unbearable tingling was somewhat relieved. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he summoned all his strength, took a

deep breath, and spit out the saliva in his mouth suddenly toward the manager!

Philip didn't expect him to make such a move at all, and was thrown up on the

spot!

"go to hell!"

The horn growled low.

He does not have the power to resist, but it does not mean that he will never

resist.

Especially after he has tasted the taste of standing up.

It would be extremely difficult to kneel down again.

The next moment, the tentacles pierced into the head of the horns, causing him

to twitch violently! Unbearable pains flooded into his mind like a tide,

tearing his consciousness into scattered pieces. As the chaos and darkness

quickly swallowed his thoughts, the last remaining picture was the younger

sister who handed the newly woven handkerchief to him.

"Mu...Li..."

Horn's body completely stopped swinging.