Clay walked back and forth around the edge of the bed.
The inexplicable anxiety made him feel more uncomfortable.
His heart rate increased, his breathing became rapid, and even his hairs stood on his head inexplicably from time to time.
He didn't know why this happened.
At first, he thought it was because of the dead figure, but Slowly he discovered that this was not the case.
"What did you do to her?"
A voice suddenly came from the anxious Clay's ear.
"You want to know?"
He glanced coldly at Fan who was speaking.
"If possible."
Fan replied calmly, without any hint of being captured in his tone.
"You care about her very much."
Clay raised his eyebrows, "With your dirty and humble status" "You're scared."
"I'll be scared."
Clay's voice was in vain, but his expression changed immediately, because his current reaction was clearly excessively nervous.
But he became extremely angry because his weakness was completely seen by this humble slave in front of him.
"How dare you talk to me like that?"
He growled sternly and rushed out suddenly.
Looking at the five fingers on his neck, there was no trace of fear on Fan's face.
He slowly leaned his body against the wall and stared at the blushing Clay without blinking.
"You are afraid, afraid that she will wake up."
This sentence seemed to directly hit Clay's pain point, and his face was gloomy and livid.
Yes, he was afraid.
He was afraid that Zi Tong would suddenly wake up, and he was afraid of Caroline's angry counterattack.
As the second core member of the Huma family, he had only learned of Fronsar's ambitions not long ago.
The price of standing up to Caroline is clear to everyone.
But Fronsar's decision forced him to go on like this.
Everyone has a way to face fear, and Clay chose a way for himself to crush the fear in his heart by violating the purple pupil.
But the results are clear.
After all, he couldn't do it.
"Believe it or not, I will kill you."
Clay squeezed out a cold voice from his throat.
No one would like their fear to be exposed to others, so the strength of his fingers slowly increased until his knuckles screamed A crackling sound.
"If I were you, I would never do this."
Fan raised his head and said.
Although his hands and feet were bound, he was as proud as a lion.
"You're threatening me" Clay scoffed.
"You look very confident, so why are you so confident?"
His fingers suddenly exerted force.
"With your disgusting face and your lowly trash-like identity," the bulging muscles bulging out of Clay's clothes made it clear.
Now he has used his ability.
His neck felt like it was being squeezed by a giant python, making it difficult for Fan to breathe.
His neck bones crackled and made a struggling sound, and his face turned red.
"Tell me.
Why are you?"
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The fishy saliva splashed on Fan's face, and Clay's ferocious face almost touched him.
"You want to know," Fan said word by word, his deeply narrowed eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"kindness" Just then, another voice suddenly came.
"Put him down."
Kane actually broke in at this moment.
"What are you doing here?"
Clay looked hostile.
"You put him down first."
Kane said calmly.
"What if I don't?"
Clay sneered.
"You can try."
Kane untied his clothes coldly and held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand.
"You want to fight me" "Why not."
"For a stranger, for a humble slave" "He is my friend."
Kane looked serious.
"What did you say" "He is my friend."
Kane said every word, the hilt of the sword already drawn from his waist.
"You forgot your father's orders," Clay screamed.
"He didn't let you kill him."
Clay's face changed uncertainly, and anger made his expression distorted and ferocious.
"Kane, I hope you know what you are doing."
He said through gritted teeth.
"I always knew."
Clay looked directly into Kane's eyes.
The icy cold light was like a sharp blade, but he finally let go of his fingers holding Fan.
He used too much force and even left five clear red marks on Fan's neck.
"You won't be so lucky next time, vile trash."
Then he sprayed a mouthful of saliva on Fan's face.
Clay turned around and left, never looking at Fan again.
However, what he didn't know was that in Fan's hand that was constantly squirming, a dark blade was looming.
"Put away your weapons, Kane.
Do you really want to fight with me?"
Clay was disdainful.
The reason why he finally let go was because of Fronsar's order.
Not because of Kane.
Although Kane's core selection is ahead of him, in terms of strength, he has never taken Kane seriously.
"What are you doing here?"
he asked.
"Someone said a figure died here."
Kane began to withdraw his weapon.
"What does this have to do with you?"
"Father's order is that none of them can die without his definite instructions."
"Father's order" Clay sneered, "If you cared about father's order, you wouldn't secretly see Zi Tong late at night without telling everyone."
He almost pointed at Kane's face.
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"She is my fiancée, and I have the right to do this."
Kane answered firmly.
"So you still came here for her?"
Clay pointed at the unconscious Zi Tong, "Are you worried about what I will do?"
"You probably won't."
"Hahahahahahaha" Clay suddenly laughed, "You are wrong my dear brother, the facts prove that I can."
At the same time, he pinched Zi Tong's chin frivolously.
Kane narrowed his eyes and said, "You are playing with fire."
His right hand climbed to the hilt of the sword again.
"Stop dreaming Kane, do you think she can still be your fiancée after what happened now?"
Clay slowly rubbed Zi Tong's face and yelled almost venting, " We are about to start a war with Anger made him do things beyond reason, but he successfully defeated fear.
He rubbed Zi Tong's pale face in a crazy manner, and the touch from his fingertips made him extremely excited.
This was not the case with Zi Tong.
Flowers on the other side of the northern wilderness that people dare to touch "Take your hand off."
The azure sword blade was instantly activated, and Kane's eyes reflected the ice blue fire.
"My dear brother, are you trying to intimidate me?"
Clay smiled ferociously, "Compared to your fiancée, I think you should think more about how to explain your actions to your father.
You must know that what he hates the most is betray."
"You don't need to worry about that."
"Haha, really?"
Clay chuckled, and the finger that was rubbing the purple-eyed cheek suddenly climbed down.
"Stop!"
Seeing that he was about to touch the girl's tender chest, Kane couldn't help but move forward with the knife.
But there was a figure who rushed forward faster and stronger than him at this moment.
"You are looking for death."
Fan Na's furious roar, like an angry lion roaring in the grassland, rang in my ears at this moment. boom The fist, which was as heavy as a mountain tsunami, and with a deafening roar, hit Clay's downward hand with a heavy punch.
As for the locks that bound him The broken alloy lock head just lay there, yes, broken.
Fan didn't choose to wriggle his muscles to get rid of the restraints.
In anger, he simply tore the alloy.
Tear apart the special alloy that can trap level eight cyborgs What kind of power is this "This can't be possible" Clay's miserable cry was deafening: