"Wait a moment..."
Wu Junwen’s face suddenly changed, he shouted, but it was too late, the Inferior Demon lunged forward, spreading its arms, and restricted the other’s freedom.
"Hiss hiss..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was already embraced by the Inferior Demon’s arms, four arms squeezed his abdomen and chest. At this moment, it was like several iron bars pressing against dough, the flesh beside the arms piled up like mountain ranges, causing Wu Junwen’s entire cheek to start deforming.
"Give me... one chance..."
Wu Junwen’s eyes widened, his eyeballs seemed like they were going to pop out, he pleaded.
But Chen Feng was unmoved, his face showed no expression, the Inferior Demon behind him added two more arms on Wu Junwen’s body, the pressure increased once again.
"I’ve stockpiled... three tons of food... and... there are dozens of pistols in my room... all for you..."
Now Wu Junwen was already panicked to the extreme, death was near, he had no other thoughts, he even revealed his personal stash to Chen Feng.
Silence.
In the vast room, apart from Wu Junwen’s wailing, there were no other sounds.
Du Men and Zhang Jianxiong broke into a cold sweat, everything happened too fast, they hadn’t even reacted before Wu Junwen was tightly wrapped by the Inferior Demon’s arms.
Just a second ago everyone was laughing and joking.
The next second, Wu Junwen was struggling for his life.
This...
"Opportunities only come once, if you can’t grasp them, there won’t be a second time." Wei Xun sat on the side and laughed coldly.
Upon hearing this, a chill ran down the spines of Du Men and Zhang Jianxiong, at this point, they clearly understood, this was a trap from the start.
What cooperation? What unity? What communication?
From the beginning, none of this existed.
Chen Feng wanted unconditional obedience, any rebels had only one path—death.
Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures.
If it were a peaceful, prosperous environment, Chen Feng might employ softer means, but as of now, with the Insect Race on the verge of attacking the city, any small issue could affect the entire battlefield.
Unstable factors shouldn’t exist, even if they’re insignificant individuals, Chen Feng would nip it in the bud.
Wu Junwen chose the wrong negotiation partner.
Moments ago, he even tried to threaten Chen Feng.
Rebellious subordinates?
What a joke!
In [Order], even the fiercest wild wolf would be tamed like a gentle sheep.
Chen Feng sat in the chair, his deep eyes shimmering with a cold light, he scanned Du Men and Zhang Jianxiong, his gaze held immense terror, even though both were professionals, they found it hard to breathe and lowered their heads, afraid to meet Chen Feng’s eyes.
Chen Feng had no interest in dealing with Wu Junwen, any disobedient subordinates would be killed.
After all, there were plenty of people eager to rise to power.
At this moment, Wu Junwen was already wrapped in eight arms, his body had deformed, yet even so, his breathing was still faint, not completely stopped.
Strange.
This caught Chen Feng’s attention.
The Inferior Demon’s arms possess tremendous strength, if it were an ordinary professional, they would’ve perished long ago, even Wei Xun would be a corpse if he didn’t resist, logically... Wu Junwen was only Bronze Level, he shouldn’t have lasted this long.
Wu Junwen’s vision began to darken, the world spun and went chaotic, his pale lips slightly cracked, his breathing became rapid.
Having survived the apocalypse, Wu Junwen now cherished his life the most, he didn’t want to die, at least not so soon.
"I have a treasure... spare me, I have a treasure..."
A weak voice came from his mouth.
"Hmm?"
Chen Feng glanced at Wu Junwen.
He then snapped his fingers gently, the Inferior Demon released its arms and obediently stood aside.
Wu Junwen gasped heavily, like a drowning man, gulping the surrounding oxygen, his black and purple face slowly regained a hint of color.
Chen Feng’s face showed a hint of curiosity, his eyes fixed on Wu Junwen, eager to discover what life-saving ace he had to endure till now.
"You have three seconds, if time runs out, I’ll personally behead you."
A cold voice emanated from Chen Feng’s mouth, a flaming longsword suddenly ignited in his palm, the temperature so high it raised the room’s temperature by over ten degrees.
Wu Junwen swallowed, his face showed indecision, as if hesitating about something, but seeing Chen Feng’s gaze, he knew, the other wasn’t joking, if he didn’t present something tempting, he’d become a cold corpse in three seconds.
Wu Junwen’s eyes were full of terror and fear, trembling under Chen Feng’s gaze, as if finally resigned to fate, he collapsed to the ground.
Next.
A shocking scene occurred.
His skin began melting like wax, shedding a thick layer from head to toe.
The liquid formed a humanoid shape over a few seconds.
It had silver-white eyes, its gaze blinked occasionally, cherry-like lips slightly puckered, two long pointed ears slightly drooped, its size was only palm-sized, with a pair of wings flapping behind.
Exquisite!
This creature’s appearance could only be described as exquisite.
However...
It wore nothing, Chen Feng looked down, there was nothing at all below, no organs whatsoever.
It was a genderless creature!
Only a beautiful face, lacking reproductive capability.
Also, though it had features, its expression was rather dull, after revealing itself, it dumbly floated before Wu Junwen, making no hostile or evasive actions.
Its intelligence wasn’t high, perhaps completely absent.
On the other hand, Wu Junwen lay beside it, his once bright skin now dull and colorless, where was the spirit of a professional? He seemed like a destitute ordinary person.
Disguise!
The so-called [Elastic Skin] was nothing but a ruse.
He was merely an ordinary person.
The reason Wu Junwen could withstand the Inferior Demon’s crushing was all thanks to this little thing!