Gunil was in the underworld.
It wasn't that she hadn't seen evil people before.
She'd even killed a few gang bosses.
But now, she really regretted it.
This man was even more evil than her.
A few people from the Association came. They were all curious.
Who in LA dared to offend Chen Zhao?
But they regretted it after seeing it.
Gunil wasn't strong.
Plus, she'd been tortured so badly by Chen Zhao.
The helicopter landed at the HQ and Gunil was dragged down.
Gunil was in intense pain all over.
The side effects of that ability had already appeared.
The power of pain was spreading throughout her body.
Gunil was tough and didn't make a sound.
A few people from the HQ came over.
They wanted to see who Chen Zhao had brought back.
Gunil suddenly jumped up and pounced at a girl beside her.
Seeing Gunil pounce, Lisa pushed.
A surge of energy burst forth from her palm.
Gunil was sent flying.
Gunil was dumbfounded.
She didn't understand what had happened at all.
How could a girl be so scary?
Chen Zhao smiled but didn't say anything, even if he could have stopped it just now.
Even if he could've stopped her, he didn't.
Apart from Ados, everyone here could beat Gunil up.
Even if it was Ados, he still had a bunch of ferocious evil spirit followers.
Chen Zhao smiled at Gunil. "Stand up. Don't play dead."
Gunil stood up slowly.
Gunil's eyes flashed.
She seemed to want to fight one last time.
The people around him looked at Gneil with mocking eyes.
Gunil felt extremely embarrassed.
"What exactly do you want?"
"You messed with me first," Chen Zhao said calmly.
Gunil looked left and right. Everyone was watching the show.
Everyone was watching her make a fool of herself.
"You're breaking the law!" Gunil said after a long while.
Everyone roared with laughter.
Gunil was embarrassed too.
In the past, it was her enemies who said this to her.
But today, she was forced to say such words.
If Chen Zhao cared, he probably wouldn't have kidnapped her here.
Everyone here clearly didn't care about worldly laws.
Even the girl who'd sent her flying had a sneer on her face.
Just then, Rouen Faxben walked out.
"Yo, President, where did you find such an ancient clan?"
"Primordial Clan? What ancient family? "Chen Zhao asked, confused.
"To put it bluntly, he's a person of ancient bloodline," Rouen Faxben said. "The most direct way to tell is his green pupils."
Everyone looked at Gneil's eyes.
Sure enough, her eyes were green.
"The Primordial Clan originated in ancient Egypt. They were actually a branch of humans, but because they were stronger than ordinary people, they threatened the position of the rulers. In the end, they were slaughtered by ordinary humans. However, among ordinary people, there would occasionally be one or two people with atavism," Rouen Faxben said.
This was the first time Gneil had heard of it.
The origin of his special ability.
"So he's special?" Chen Zhao narrowed his eyes at Gnir.
"Compared to ordinary people, of course it's special." Rouen Faxben said, "But to us, they're just so-so. The Primordial Clan is our kind. They're not much stronger than us. Their strongest ability is to suppress pain and turn pain into power. In ancient Egypt, they formed a powerful undead army, but they don't have true immortality. They'll still die from fatal injuries."
Gneil understood. These weren't ordinary people either.
"President, give her to me," Rouen Faxben said.
"You like this type?"
"Ha … I just want to use her for an experiment. After all, the Primordial Clan is rare."
Gurnier shuddered. He looked at Rouen Faxiben's messy hair, face full of stubble, and clothes that were also messy and stained. He looked like one of those perverted scientists in movies and TV dramas.
"Coincidentally, I want to do an experiment," Chen Zhao said. "Give me a copy of the data when it's out."
"No … I don't want to be a lab rat … I'll agree to whatever you want me to do. I'll be your subordinate … Don't make me an experiment subject …" Gneil begged.
"Sorry, I don't need it."
Chen Zhao looked at Gneil with a smile.
Gneil pounced at Chen Zhao.
She wanted to fight with all her might.
But the next moment, a black chain drilled out of the ground and wrapped around Gneil.
Rouen Faxi pointed with his finger and Gneir was pulled to the ground.
"Little rat, don't mess around."
Chen Zhao was surprised. One of the four pillar kings of the Roma had used this spell last time too.
It seemed to be called Hell's Chain.
But that wasn't strange. Rouen Faxi knew a lot of random spells.
Just then, Portia called.
"Hey, Portia, what's up?"
"Ms. Alex said that she needs you to go over and sign the contract. The sooner, the better."
"Okay, I got it." Chen Zhao hung up.
Glancing at the dragged Gneil, he turned to leave.
Rouen Faxben held the other end of the chain. Gneil was completely restrained and couldn't use any strength.
"Do you know Afuman?" Rouen Faxben asked.
Gurnier's footsteps paused, and his expression changed.
"Where did you hear that name?"
"So you do. Is she okay now?" Rouen Faxben's tone was indifferent.
But there was also some nostalgia in his tone.
"Who are you?" Gneil asked.
But at the next moment, Gurnier suddenly felt the chains on his body tighten, and his feet seemed to break free from gravity as he floated up.
Holding the chain, Rouen Faxben said indifferently, "Keep your voice down."
"Who exactly are you?"
"Who I am is none of your business. Is Afuman in Los Angeles?"
"She disappeared. She disappeared ten years ago."
"Disappeared?" Rouen Faxben narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Gneil. "How did she disappear?"
"Missing is missing. How would I know how she went missing?"
"You'd better keep your arrogance and rudeness to yourself. Anyone here can kill you." Rouen Faxiben's tone was rather cold.
Just then, the door beside the corridor opened.
Gunil saw a girl in black walk out of the door. Looking through the crack in the door, he saw a few skulls in the room.
Helis glanced at Gunil indifferently and then at Rouen Faxiben.
"You're disturbing me."
"I'm sorry, Helith …" Rouen Faxi was a little respectful towards Helith at first.
Helis's gaze fell on Gneil. "Very good material. Rouen, how about giving her to me?"
"Sorry, she's the president's trophy. He asked me to experiment on her."
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