Chapter 171
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When Zhang Jue's fist was only 0.01 centimeters away from Vaughn, it couldn't move any further.
He felt as if his fist was being pulled by something.
Very thin threads extended from his hand.
Like a spider web, they restricted his movements.
In the next second, Zhang Jue quickly let go of Vaughn and took a step back.
A very thin crack appeared on the ground in front of him, as if it had been cut from the middle by a sharp knife.
And Zhang Jue knew very well.
What had almost cut off his wrist wasn't a knife at all, but an extremely thin thread.
Vaughn, who had regained his freedom, floated into the air and quickly floated backward.
If one looked carefully, his whole body was pulled by countless thin threads, like he was hanging by a wire.
Zhang Jue looked at his retreating figure and didn't chase after him.
This was because in the past few seconds, the space between them had been filled with countless thin threads, each of which was incomparably sharp.
Zhang Jue tried to touch it with his hand.
A bloody mark was drawn.
After all, after the continuous tempering of 682, his body was now not invulnerable, but it wasn't far off.
This thin thread was able to leave a mark on his finger, so one could imagine how sharp it was.
Vaughn had already floated a few meters away from him, standing with the dwarf bishop.
Behind them, a black figure was faintly discernible, like a ghost.
A moment later, a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared, like a vampire.
Countless threads spread out from his sleeves like tentacles.
"Young Master Vaughn, I'm late," he said.
"No, you're just in time, Mr. Friedel," Vaughn looked at Zhang Jue, "I believe Mr. Zhang has the same opinion."
"Ah, yes, just in time," Zhang Jue shrugged, "If you were one step later, his face would have become as big as a foot basin."
Zhang Jue had actually been prepared for this person's appearance.
Vaughn's status was very high, so it was impossible for him not to have a powerful person protecting him.
When they invaded the Foundation's website, they also needed a powerful person to oversee it.
Zhang Jue could feel that this person named Friedel was very dangerous.
His ability should be to manipulate these threads.
A weakened version of Doflamingo?
Zhang Jue snorted and looked at the three of them.
With the arrival of the strong support, Vaughn once again regained his elegant and graceful appearance.
"Mr. Zhang, I have a proposal, but I don't know if you want to hear it."
"Oh?" Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows, "You want to be my underling?"
"Ahem ahem —"
Zhang Jue took the lead and blocked Fu En's words because he really wanted to talk about cooperation with Zhang Jue.
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