Flanda felt like she was about to cry. The tears at the corners of her eyes were clearly visible.
He had never had any experience with men before, and he was extremely skilled with his techniques, especially when there was a " spectator " beside him.
Her shyness made her feel ashamed. Her body could not struggle, and her words could not be used normally.
She could only wail as she shook her head. She used her tears to embellish the girl's weakness, hoping to beg for forgiveness.
However, Wu Ze didn't buy it.
He asked again," This is your last chance. Join the Factory, or do you choose to die here after experiencing the pain?”
This was a threat that only Wu Ze and Ling Hua understood.
Fog would not easily kill a cute and useful girl. However, from their previous conversation, he knew that she was someone who cared about her own life very much.
To put it bluntly, he was afraid of death.
The threat of sacrificing one's life would have an unexpected effect.
Franda shook her head in fear, but her actions couldn't fully express her thoughts. She could only open her mouth again and try her best to make a sound.
"I'll join!"
Fog understood what she meant, but he still wanted to scare her. He pretended not to hear her clearly and said,"
"Hmm? You don't agree to join? If that's the case, then there's no other way."
"Ah, I agree!"
Flender said in a panic.
Looking at the smirk on his face, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he was teasing him.
However, she had no choice but to comply with the other party's wishes. After all, her life was in the other party's hands.
Wu Ze's hand gently slid across his face, and a look of pity appeared on his face as he said,"" Sigh…So you really don't agree. Looks like I'll have to…"
"No, no, no."
"Hmm? Didn't you agree?"
"Ah, yes."
Flanda was on the verge of tears. She nodded and shook her head anxiously, and the tears in her eyes fell to the ground.
She tried her best to make Fog understand her intentions, but she was constantly being teased.
She placed her right hand on her thigh and gently kneaded it. A strange feeling mixed with shyness and fear filled her heart.
Franda had completely compromised.
" Well, so be it. At most, I'll tell Mai Ye that I was coerced!'
If he didn't betray, he would die immediately and might even be humiliated to death. If he betrayed, at least there was room for explanation.
With all her strength, she opened her mouth and tried to move her numb tongue. She tried to express her meaning as completely as possible."I agree."
Even though he was also speaking word by word, it was much clearer than before. There was no extra noise.
Only then did a satisfied smile appear on his face. Waving his hand, he released her shackles and pulled her up by the hand.
"Then, tell me where the other members are.”
" Ah!" Flender pointed at her mouth, indicating that she couldn't speak normally.
Seeing this, Hazy Marsh took out his white antler wand from thin air and pointed it at Flender's mouth.
The numbness disappeared in an instant, and she felt her body recover.
She looked at the man in front of her in shock.
'A role-play? A magic girl's wand? Where did he get this strange weapon from?'
'Could it be a space ability user? But what about the stone shackles? Is it the ability of the girl behind me?
Countless questions welled up in her mind. She couldn't tell what kind of ability the man in front of her was. She guessed that he was a space power user.
However, when he waved his hand earlier, the stone shackles had appeared on the ground. When he waved his hand again, they disappeared.
It was as if the ability to control rocks was also done by the man in front of him.
Wouldn't that be a multi-ability user?
Flender immediately denied this possibility in her heart. Multi-ability users were only theoretical products. In reality, the human brain could not withstand two abilities, even if they were two very low-level abilities.
Just as she was thinking about it, Foggy spoke again."He didn't answer immediately even after he recovered. Was the fear just now not enough?"
" Additional, gravity."
The antler wand tapped the ground lightly, and a small magic array appeared under her feet. A powerful gravitational force from the ground pressed her down.
Under Fog's deliberate adjustment and control, the force was just enough to make Furanda kneel in front of him. He could barely raise his head and see his waist.
"What happened? What is this?"
Flanda exclaimed. She wanted to use scientific knowledge to explain the magic array under her feet, but she couldn't find any way to do so.
This time, the heaviness of her body made her unable to get up from the ground.
Before Furanda could react, he heard a low groan coming from Fog Marsh again.
" Additional: Burning Slime."
As soon as he finished speaking, a puddle of white boiling liquid appeared on Flanda's clothes.
There were puddles of burning fluid on her arms, chest, thighs, and skirt.
White smoke was still rising from the mucus, and the heat it emitted was enough to make people feel its scorching temperature.
The white mucus made a hissing sound on her clothes. Soon, the hot temperature passed through her clothes and into her skin.
"No!"
His eyes widened as he looked at his clothes being burned by the white mucus, revealing holes one after another and becoming extremely tattered.
After that, without the clothes blocking her, the mucus fell onto her skin. An indescribable burning pain caused Furanda to wail uncontrollably.
"No! I beg you! I'll listen to everything you say. It hurts!”
Fear had completely replaced all her thoughts. As long as the other party could stop, she was even willing to tell him everything she knew.
The current Furanda didn't care about betrayal. She just wanted to get rid of this pain and beg for forgiveness.
Looking at the expression on Flender's face, he did not like torturing cute girls, nor did he like hurting them.
The sticky liquid seemed to have an extremely high temperature, but the moment it dissolved the clothes, the mist had eliminated its burning effect. At the same time, it had added a hint of psychological guidance to Flanda.
It wouldn't cause any damage to the skin, but under psychological guidance, she would have the thought that the mucus was burning her skin and would bring great pain.
Everything was to deepen the fear in his heart.
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