It would be even better if I could take some good things from the corpse of the school city.

So in Fang Zheng's opinion, the so-called war between the magic side and the scientific side is a joke.

Unless your magician can kill all humans, you will destroy the scientific side? Let's dream.

Let’s talk about it…………

"If they dare to come and cause trouble for me, I will kill one of them, and two of them will kill one of them. If you are not afraid of death, just come."

Fang Zheng snorted coldly, then stood up with a little cat in his arms.

"Okay, remember, starting tomorrow, you work 24 hours a day, without food and accommodation, work seven days a week, contact whoever you want, but if you dare to escape, I will break your legs and then take it. Escape once and interrupt once. Do you understand? If you understand, get out, give you a day to ask for money from your British Puritan leader. Come and report tomorrow morning, get out."

After saying this, Fang Zheng waved his hand, and then the next moment he saw the door open automatically. Then Stir and Kanlihuoori felt a powerful irresistible force rushing towards him and knocked them away directly. They only felt a flash in front of them, and they fell heavily to the ground the next moment. When they stood up again, they found that they had been thrown to the flower bed at the entrance of the outside of the institute at some point. In front of them, the fully automatic door slowly closed, and then locked it with a "beep".

“……………………………”

The two stood up silently and looked at each other.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

After a while, Stile sighed.

“What should I do now?”

"There's nothing more."

Kan Rift Huoori also shook his head.

"At present, we can only report to the Supreme Bishop."
Chapter completed!