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Chapter 377: If you want to do it, do it big (Part 1)(3/3)

The tentacles holding the curator suddenly tightened.

Before he could even blink, the curator in front of him was cut into pieces and torn into several pieces!

It makes a painful sound.

The only head is covered with twisted expressions...

"You have to be clear. I'm not discussing with you, I'm just informing you. Don't get confused."

"If you still don't understand, don't blame these disobedient guys for eating you bit by bit. Not all of them are particularly well-behaved..."

A naked threat.

If an outsider were to see this scene, they would probably be shocked by Qianye's perverted behavior.

He is simply not a person!

Where can anyone take the initiative to walk in front of a weirdo, tear them into pieces and then talk about a deal with a smile?

"Ho...ho..."

The curator's head was still struggling.

Of course this is all in vain.

Qianye knows his current abilities better than anyone else. Since he is here, it means that he has enough confidence to make this guy finally agree to his conditions.

as expected.

Whether human or monstrous.

When encountering the "broken window effect", they can always make a choice quickly.

Compared to those who are trapped in another dimension due to "death", the curator is more unwilling to be eaten by these disgusting tentacles.

then......

Before Qianye could proceed to the next round of torture, a strange mirror unfolded on the wall next to him.

It's said to be a mirror, but it's actually more like glass.

After all, nothing is reflected inside, but instead there is an endless void.

It was pitch black.

Even the electric light that was fortunately left on the ceiling overhead seemed to be sucked in when it shone into this "mirror", without emitting any light.

Qianye glanced sideways.

Through perception, he knew that behind the hole was the space where he stayed when he was eliminated by the "Werewolf"...

"Well done, it seems you are quite smart."

While saying this, Qianye also stroked the curator's head with his hand as a compliment.

The tentacles are retracted.

The curator's torn body fell back to the ground, looking indescribably miserable...

Qianye didn't pause much. He just turned around and waved to the curator, and then caught the other person's gaze.

Stepping into the void...
Chapter completed!
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