A black shadow flashed, and Fang Yuan walked out from behind the curtain.

"Who are you?"

Jarvis's pupils shrank into needle tips, almost thinking that he was dreaming.

But the next moment, he quickly grabbed the secret wall at the head of the bed.

"Don't struggle, your hidden trump card has been activated by me, and your bracelet has also been closed. There will be no information in this room!"

"Impossible... Close these, you need a password!"

Jarvis said in horror.

"You told me, use your dream words..."

Fang Yuan smiled: "Thank you for telling me this, so now, you can die!"

"Wait, which side are you from? Dark Snake Club? Or organize the upper level and send someone to clear me?"

Jarvis laughed bitterly.

“It doesn’t matter…”

Fang Yuan sprinkled a bunch of powder, and at the same time he recited the strange and difficult notes in his mouth.

Jarvis' face was dull, and suddenly, he covered his heart and fell down with pain.
Chapter completed!