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Chapter 121 I am a raven, I have a way to kill evil things!(2/2)

Ability 2: Handjob

Bret evolved a pistol by eating a lot of metal, which was hidden deep under his lower abdomen, with a capacity of 19 rounds and a range of 50 meters.

Ability 3: Evil bloodline

Every cannon figurine has the bloodline of evil things, has powerful mutant abilities, and has unlimited potential.

Ability 4: Excessively powerful xx

slightly.

Rating: Oh, my God, such a brain-wrenching creature in the world, I really want to kick his ass with my horse leather boots!

"I want him."

The slave merchant smiled but said nothing.

The young man left the slave market with the chains of the cannon figurine man Brett and took him into a sea view room with a double bed.

"Follow me into the room."

A trace of splendor flashed in the eyes of the cannon figurine man-Brett, and he smiled:

“Yes, master.”

The young man was a little surprised and asked:

"You can talk?"

The cannon figurine man - Bret crawled respectfully on the ground, lying on the ground like a pug, licking the tip of the young man's shoes, and said humbly:

"As long as the owner has any needs, the cannon figurines will do their best to satisfy you."

This is a lie.

In fact, the cannon figurine man Bret had great ambitions in his heart. He wanted to win the favor of countless upper class people with his strong capital, and then gain enough power to accumulate strength for the cannon figurine tribe to get rid of its slave identity. Life is precious and love is more expensive. If it is for freedom, both can be abandoned!

"I, Brett, want to become the king of the cannon terrain clan!"

Without accumulating small steps, you can't reach a thousand miles... This is the knowledge that Bret learned from ancient books he accidentally. He needs to accumulate more "small steps" to achieve the "thousand miles" of his dream

The young man did not see Bret's ambitions, but said calmly:

"Would you surrender to me and become my property?"

Bret lay respectfully on the ground, saying devoutly:

"Of course I am your property."

The young man smiled and stretched out his left hand to him. Bret also greeted him with a respectful look, but heard a strange word:

“On the shelves.”

"Offset."

A corpse like an orangutan fell to the ground, making a heavy sound.

No matter how many lofty ideals the artillery figurine man, Brett, whether he wants to bring hope and freedom to the artillery figurine tribe.

At this moment, everything came to an abrupt end with the sound of "release".

The young man opened the Deep Sea Forum and said:

[I am a raven. I have a way to kill evil things, deceive Him into surrendering, become your slave, and you can be put on the shelves, and He will die immediately]

...

Treasure Island.

Chen Changan looked at many netizens and gave three solutions, and fell into a choice phobia.
Chapter completed!
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