After Brother Jue had swung him a dozen times, Uriel snapped out of his daze and shouted, "What are you doing?!"
"What am I doing?" Feng Bujue repeated the man's question. At the same time, he stopped what he was doing and said with a smile, "Humph … Isn't that obvious? I'm using my actions to explain the situation to you. "
"What … What do you mean?" Uriel asked.
"What I mean is …" Brother Jue said as he swung Uriel up again. "If you talk to me like that again, I'll kill you!"
Feng Bujue roared as he spun on the spot. Uriel, whose legs were in his grasp, was spun around like a hammer ball.
"You lunatic! Put me down! " Uriel was in possession mode, so he could feel the various sensations of this body. Soon, his head was spinning and his whole body was aching.
Bang!
A few seconds later, Brother Jue really did put him down and tossed him onto the couch. Of course, it wasn't because Uriel's words were effective. Brother Jue's arms were a little sore.
"Alright …" After Feng Bujue tortured the man for a while, he continued. "Now … I believe you have a more objective understanding of the 'situation' …"
The 'situation' Brother Jue was referring to was that he could do whatever he wanted to Uriel, but Uriel couldn't do anything to him.
The reason for this was simple.
First of all, Feng Bujue was an important player in this' bet ', so he was protected by the' higher-ups'. As for how high these 'higher-ups' were, they were much higher than Uriel.
Therefore, before the bet was over, Uriel couldn't do anything to Brother Jue. Otherwise, he would have to pay an unimaginable price.
Secondly, the fact that Uriel was here to 'instigate', or rather, 'bribe' Brother Jue could not be exposed to the public. The reason he used the form of 'possession' was to hide from the eyes and ears of the Scorched Earth Council, the judges, and the other parties.
Therefore, Uriel, who had both the disadvantage of "having a favor to ask of others" and "not being able to see the light of day", had no right to speak.
Using the 'supernatural presence' to threaten and intimidate a target might work on a normal person like Shi Long (Shiva), but it didn't work on Feng Bujue.
After all, Brother Jue knew too much.
Feng Bujue's account book was clearer than anyone else's. If Uriel wanted to negotiate, make a deal, or cooperate with him, he had to come up with something. Bluffing and 'intimidation' wouldn't work.
"If you understand, before I use the vacuum to suck your eyeballs out …" Brother Jue continued. "You'd better lower your posture to the same height as you are now, and then you can talk to me."
"I have to remind you …" Uriel was a proud man. He was clearly not convinced. "This Rong … the owner of this body … is still alive. Are you trying to suck away the eyeballs of an innocent boy?"
"Save that kind of bullsh * t for the people who fall for your tricks." Feng Bujue's face was dark as he looked down at Uriel. "To me, I'm just torturing an angel who has taken over a human's body. To the boy, he's paying the price for 'lending his body to someone else'. Of course, we can say that the boy is naïve and naive, but that's not my problem. The main responsibility lies with the person who tricked him into becoming a vessel and used his body to take the risk … Even if the boy doesn't know what will happen next, you do … But you don't care, do you?"
As Brother Jue spoke, he sat down on the sofa across from Uriel. He looked into the man's eyes and continued, "You maggots who pretend to be righteous maggots. You use righteous reasons to use, take, rob, and kill … You use your so-called 'faith' to make innocent people shed their blood for you. And when those people pay the price for your goal … you who push them into the abyss … you push all the blame onto the abyss itself, and you shirk all responsibility from your own shoulders. In the end, you even used words like 'sacrifice' and 'glory' to cover up the absurdity of the whole thing and make your actions seem justified … "
He paused for a few seconds and then a cold smile appeared on his face. "If you think this is going to work on me … You're welcome to try it. I guarantee you'll enjoy it to the max."
Uriel listened to Brother Jue's words. His face contorted and his body trembled. But … he couldn't refute or defend himself.
When Feng Bujue was done, Uriel was silent for another ten seconds. He suppressed his emotions and said, "I'm not going to argue with you … One day, you'll pay for your arrogance and ignorance …"
"Ah … Ah … I get it. You're saying, 'I can't win against you in an argument, but we'll see.'" Feng Bujue said. "For someone who tried to use the boy you possessed to blackmail me two minutes ago, I'm not surprised by your reaction. But now …" He paused and suddenly slapped Uriel across the face. "Let's go back to what we were talking about …"
"You!" It took Uriel two seconds to react. He opened his mouth to yell at the person who had slapped him.
But …
Slap!
Brother Jue gave him another slap and said, "What are you talking about?"
At that moment, Uriel wanted to cry.
Since the day he was born, he had never experienced being "bullied" like this. But today … he felt it from a human being.
"How dare you glare at me?" Feng Bujue seemed to be addicted to slapping him again. "You're arrogant, aren't you? You're not afraid of being slapped, are you?"
"Are you done yet?" Uriel was on the verge of breaking down. He stood up and roared. "Do you still want to hear my terms?"
"Screw you!" Feng Bujue shoved him back into his seat. "I don't care if you're an idiot."
"Then why did you tell me …" Uriel wanted to say something else.
Feng Bujue cut him off. "Can't I fool you?"
"What?" The power inside Uriel's body was about to explode. At that moment, he was ready to take Brother Jue down with him. "In the end …" He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "You only did that because you wanted to humiliate me …"
"Bah!" Feng Bujue didn't let him finish. "Who wants to humiliate you? You're the one who came knocking on my door. " As he spoke, he grabbed Uriel's ankles and swung him up. "It would've been better if you hadn't said anything. Now that you mention it, I'm pissed!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Brother Jue began to swing him again. "One by one … You come as you please! You leave as you please! Do you think this is a public toilet? So what if you can teleport? Next time, I don't care if you are angels, demons, ghosts, spirits … If anyone dares to enter my house without informing me … "The more he spoke, the faster he sped up his swinging motion. It was almost to the point where he swung every two words." I will … f * ck him … to death! "
The moment he said the word 'death', Feng Bujue stumbled and fell onto the sofa.
In that second, Uriel chose to teleport away. Therefore … Brother Jue, who had lost the 'heavy object' in his hand, lost his balance as well.
Knock, knock, knock.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Hmm?" Feng Bujue's first reaction was, "Did I disturb the neighbors?"
Regardless, he quickly got up and walked to the door. In a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, he asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me." The voice that answered the door indicated that it was a woman.
Before the woman finished speaking, Brother Jue had already peered through the peephole.
At that moment, there stood a young woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a black British-style coat. She was tall and attractive. She looked like a girl who had walked out of a Hollywood movie in the forties. From head to toe, she exuded an aura that was so perfect that it was fake.
"Who are you? Do I know you? " Feng Bujue glanced at the woman. The first thing he was sure of was … This was definitely not his neighbor. If there was such a person living in their building, he would've remembered.
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