One Magical Skill Makes You Invincible. Do You Have Ten?

"Wife, Xiaofei!" Zhao He's voice trembled slightly. His son's name is Zhao Fei.

Zhao He looked at his wife, his eyes instantly moistened.

His wife's hair was disheveled and she looked haggard. Her right hand was covered with bandages, with bright red blood seeping out.

The son's left hand was also bandaged.

"Get in!"

Zhao He's wife and son were pushed in. Zhao He wanted to help them, but was kicked away by the middle-aged man.

"Hold him down!"

The middle-aged man gave an order, and two people immediately held Zhao He down.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhao He looked panicked. He didn't know why the other party did this suddenly.

‘Have my little thoughts been discovered? This is impossible! ’

The middle-aged man walked up to Zhao He and unfolded the drawing. There were several red circles drawn on the paper, which were the places where Zhao He deliberately made mistakes.

"All the unreasonable places on this drawing have been marked out for you. Mr. Zhao He, you have a total of three chances to make changes!"

"Of course, the opportunity to modify is not free, every modification has to pay a little price!"

The middle-aged man took out the dagger from his waist and pulled Zhao He's wife over.

"Help, let me go!"

Zhao He's wife screamed in fear and was on the verge of mental collapse.

"Asshole, what are you going to do?"

"If you have the ability to come at me and attack a woman, you are still not a man."

"Let me go, let's challenge each other if we can!"

The middle-aged man licked the dagger leisurely and said to Zhao He with a smile: "If you had a better memory just now, your wife would not have suffered like this."

"Are you right? Mr. Zhao He!"

Under Zhao He's gaze, the middle-aged man pressed Zhao He's wife's left hand on the table and cut off her finger with a knife.

Zhao He's wife fainted from the pain.

"You bad guy, let go of my mother!" Zhao He's son grabbed the middle-aged man's calf and bit it.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao He and then shifted his gaze to Zhao Fei.

"Don't... don't touch my son, please!"

Zhao He was completely panicked, his tone full of pleading and humility.

"That's not okay!" The middle-aged man shook his head and refused, "The cost of one modification is two fingers, and I just took one. It's not enough!"

"Use mine and you chop my fingers."

"Asshole, let go of my son!"

"Let me tell you, if you touch my son, even if I die, I will never draw this rubbish formation for you!"

Zhao He's face turned red and he roared angrily.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and said in a deep voice: "It's okay to let your son go, but if you make a mistake again next time, you won't be able to talk so easily."

"Walk!"

The middle-aged man took the people away. Zhao He hurriedly got up from the ground, picked up his wife who fell to the ground, and then hugged his frightened son, apologizing softly.

"I'm sorry, I hurt you!"

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"right here?"

In a wilderness, Qin Yu asked impatiently while carrying the head of the Wen family.

According to the description of the head of the Wen family, Qin Yu came to the wilderness fifty kilometers away from the imperial capital. This was a typical no-man's land, and only some low-level beasts lived here.

"This is it. There is a man-made rock on the back of the hill in front. Inside the rock is a secret underground base!"

With a sweep of his consciousness, Qin Yu noticed the secret door.

boom!

Qin Yu smashed it into pieces with one punch and strode in without fear.

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