Not long after.

With a "squeak", the door to the council hall opened, and Franklin led Kunman Gasol from the mainland in.

Looking at the past, you can see that Kunman Gasol is about thirty years old, about 1.7 meters tall, slightly fat, wearing an extremely well-fitting aristocratic dress, and his body is extremely decent, not much different from a real nobleman. With a habitual smile on his face, no matter who he looks at, he is 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 a lot of ulterior intrigues and viciousness hidden under his face - this kind of person is commonly known as ...... Smiling Tiger.

After approaching the hall, before the muse could speak, Gasol had already taken the initiative to greet him, looked at the muse who was sitting in the seat and said, "Muse steward, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"Really?" the muse tilted his head slightly, glancing at Gasol, his gaze lingering on the other party's face for a few seconds, slightly cold, "I heard that you must see me, and looking at the way you are now, it seems that you have a lot to say to me." ”

"Shouldn't we?" Gasol shrugged, smiling, "after all, we haven't seen each other in a long time, so naturally we have a lot to say. ”

After saying this, Gasol's tone changed, he became serious, and said in a loud voice: "You know, Muse steward, I was on the main continent, and I was really surprised to hear that you messed up the things here on the East Coast and needed my support. After all, I think you've always been very capable, unlike Gibran and other shit......"

"Hmph. The muse snorted coldly, his expression cold.

Gasol smiled: "That muse, don't get me wrong, I'm just talking about things, if there is any offense, please forgive me." ”

"Just a matter of facts?" the muse's eyes narrowed slightly. "Okay, I'll just talk about it. Looking at your appearance, there are some changes from the previous time I saw you, did you add some tattered things to your body, and increase the strength of the weak and no weaker?"

If Gasol's words are indirect mockery, Muse's words are directly insulting.

Gasol's face couldn't help but change when he heard this, but he quickly returned to smiling and asked dryly, "Muse, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" said the muse, rising from his seat and looking directly at Gasol, "I suppose you are meeting me to show off your new learning? ”

"Are you sure you're in charge of the Muse?" said Gasolpi with a non-grinning smile, "I have to warn you that my newfound abilities are a little restrained by you." Well, it's not specifically for you, it's just a coincidence, and it's more restrained from your ability to play.

In addition, it seems that you have been injured and have not healed, you have lost one of your eyes, and your strength has been greatly reduced. I'm fighting you now, if I win, isn't it a bit of a bully?"

"Huh. The muse had a cold expression, and approached Gasol step by step, "Let's talk about it when you win!" As the words fell, a powerful momentum erupted from his body, locking Gasol to death.

Gasol felt it, his expression was solemn, he looked at the muse and said: "Since the muse is in charge of you like this, then I'm sorry, let me show you the latest ability, and give me a lot of advice!"

After speaking, Gasol clenched his hands into fists violently, and with a "poof", a thick blood-colored mist erupted from the pores of his body.

The blood-colored mist spread rapidly, wrapping Gasol's body in the blink of an eye, so that the rest of the people couldn't see what he was doing.

Slowly, in the depths of the blood-colored mist, a giant beast roared sound, and at the same time, terrifying energy fluctuations were born.

The people in the hall moved away from the range of the blood-colored mist, and dodged into the corner, looking at the muse in disbelief.

At this time, the muse stared at the blood-colored mist, and his face was calm, with a little contempt in the calm.

At the moment before the terrifying energy released in the blood-colored mist, the muse spoke: "Sure enough, what kind of bloodline transformation, it seems that you really want to die on this weak road." I want to see how it is restrained!"

As soon as the last word came out, the muse stepped on it violently, and a large area of the ground cracked, and the whole person slammed into the blood-colored mist like a meteor.

Purple energy roared out of the blood-colored mist, and the muse punched, and with just one punch, all the energy dissipated. Then the muse crashed into the blood-colored mist, and burst out of it.

"Smack!"

On the other side of the blood-colored mist, the muse landed and stood, clutching something like leather in his hand, rubbing it and throwing it to the ground like garbage.

Behind her, the blood-colored mist quickly dissipated, disappearing in the blink of an eye, revealing Gasol's body.

At this time, Gasol's body trembled, and there were countless wounds on his skin, like a baby's mouth, gurgling with blood—purple-black blood.

And that's not even the most terrifying, just see Gasol covering his face tightly with his hands. Under the fingers, a piece of flesh and blood was blurred, but the entire skin was forcibly torn off by the muse.

"I ...... My face ......," Gasol cried in a trembling voice.

The muse turned around, glanced at Gasol, and said softly, "So it was really your face that I scratched, I thought it was the mask you were wearing, after all, the smile was so fake." Oh, I'll give you a kind reminder, have time to practice smiling, 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 the muse, as if he was ready to fight desperately.

The muse was undaunted, looked directly at Gasol and said, "What, do you have an opinion? Do you want to continue to show your weak ability? Remind you, the first time is communication." The second time, it's offended, and I won't keep it anymore. ”

Gasol's body trembled, and the momentum of the whole person fell suddenly, looking at the muse, his eyes flashed and said: "How come, how come, the muse is in charge of you...... Misunderstanding. ”

"I hope so. The muse said, looking at Gasol and said, "Okay, now that you want to see me, you can also see it, and if you want to show your ability, go down." Next, Franklin will tell you how to arrange the people and things you bring with you. ”

After a pause, the Muse continued: "Gasol, I know that when you brought people from the main continent to this east coast to support me, you must have thought that I was miserable. You may have thought that when you come here, you can be anti-customer-oriented, and you can lead me. It's a pity, although the ambition is not small, the strength is too weak, you are destined to be a joke, just like you did before. I'm telling you, I'm only allowed to have a voice here, and you're here, either obey or ...... I make you obey. Do you understand?"

Gasol hesitated for a moment, slowly lowered his head, and said, "Yes." ”

"Very well, go ahead. The muse nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand.

Franklin sensibly walked out and led Gasol out of the hall.

Gasol followed behind Franklin and obediently left. When he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, as if he had thought of something, turned his head to look at the muse, and said, "By the way, the muse is in charge, there is one thing I must tell you." ”

"What's the matter?"

"This time I came to support and brought something special. ”

"Huh, what?"

"A singular species. ”

"Strange species?!" the muse raised an eyebrow.

......