"Do you want to gain powerful power, do you want revenge!"


    This sentence sounded like thunder in Wan Zhiyang''s ear, rumbling like countless running thunder, which made Wan Zhiyang dizzy and almost jumped out of his chair.


    Power, power, he wants to have power all the time.


    Especially after the incident of the Montenegro regiment some time ago, Wan Zhiyang urgently wanted to obtain strength and strong strength.


    He thought that if he had strong power, then what would have happened at that time would not have happened, and then the Montenegro War Regiment would not have become a laughing stock.


    The source of all this is because he is not strong enough, because the Montenegrin regiment is not strong enough.


    "Great power! Revenge!"


    Wan Zhiyang murmured and repeated it, suddenly clenched his hands, and the burst sound sounded instantly. A breath of anger and reluctance suddenly rolled away like a storm. The chair under the seat gave out a creaking groan, as if it could burst at any time.


    "You can give me powerful power?" Wan Zhiyang looked up and looked directly at the man in black robe. His angry tiger eyes were fierce and peerless, as if they were piercing through the void. In this dark hall, a touch of incandescent light flashed in an instant, like thunder in the dark sky.


    A strong breath, surging like the sea tide.


    "I like your eyes, Jie Jie... Unwilling, angry, resentful, revenge... This is the eyes of mole ants, the eyes of weak people, which makes me feel very comfortable..." the man in black smiled strangely.


    Wan Zhiyang''s angry tiger eyes contain a strong flame, which is anger.


    I don''t know whether it is aimed at the anger of Tang fan and others or at the black robed man in front of me.


    "You should understand that there is no free lunch in the world. If you want to gain great power, you must pay the corresponding price." the man in black stopped laughing, as if looking at Wan Zhiyang and said Yin Ze Ze Ze.


    "No matter what price I pay, I am willing. I only want strong power, which can make me revenge." Wan Zhiyang said. At this time, his heart has been occupied by the idea of obtaining strong power, and he almost lost his sense. In his heart, he can only obtain strong power and wash away the shame.


    "Very good, very good. I like your determination. Only in this way can you get rid of the identity of mole ants." the man in black smiled again and said Yin Ze Ze.


    "What should I do? What do I need to do to get strong power, get the power to revenge, and get the power to ignore everything?" Wan Zhiyang almost roared.


    "Don''t yell. That won''t give you strength, but only show your cowardice." the man in Black said with a gloomy smile: "if you want to gain strength, gain strong strength, join us and become a part of us, you can gain strong strength, wash away your past shame and trample on all those who dare to despise you."


    "Join you?" at this time, Wan Zhiyang woke up a little. When he heard the speech, he suddenly felt a sense of vigilance: "who are you? What''s the purpose of looking for me?"


    "We are a powerful organization. You don''t need to know so much before you join." the black robed man smiled, "as for why I found you, because you are a mole ant. You need strength and the strength to resist fate."


    Hearing the speech, Wan Zhiyang shook his fist.


    "Well, as long as you can let me get strong strength, I join you!" said Wan Zhiyang firmly.


    "Of course, if you can''t get strong power, you''re not qualified to join us." the black robed man smiled strangely, suddenly stretched out his hand and stretched out his palm from the long sleeve of the black robe.


    At a glance, the palm of the man in black looks very strange, which is obviously different from human beings.


    However, the speed was too fast. Wan Zhiyang just felt that in a flash, the palm of the black robed man had retracted back into his long sleeve, and what attracted Wan Zhiyang''s eyes was something thrown from the black robed man.


    Subconsciously, Wan Zhiyang reached out to catch the thing that shot at his face and started. The palm suddenly spread a cold.


    Wan Zhiyang spread out his palm and looked at it. In the palm, it was an oval thing about the size of his thumb. The whole body was dark blue. The surface showed a luster as if it had been carefully polished, emitting a faint halo.


    An obscure and cold breath fluctuated from the dark blue oval sphere, spreading away continuously, vaguely as if you could see circles of invisible ripples gradually diffuse and open, forming a small and unique force field.


    "What is this?" Wan Zhiyang asked.


    "If you eat something that can give you great strength, you can gain great strength and become one of us." the man in black smiled.


    "OK, I''ll eat it." Wan Zhiyang looked at the man in black robe and the dark blue seeds on his palm. It seemed that he wanted to see why, but obviously, he couldn''t see anything.


    In his mind, the weakness flashed from time to time. Wan Zhiyang immediately clenched his teeth and said.


    With that, Wan Zhiyang will directly eat the dark blue seed.


    "Wait." the black robed man suddenly drank Wan Zhiyang and said slowly: "eat it. You must pass the test to get strong strength. Therefore, now is not the best time to eat it. After I leave, you can find a closed place to eat it."


    "Can''t pass the test? What will the consequences be." Wan Zhiyang said.


    "Mole ants are not qualified to survive." black robed humanity, the voice is incomparably indifferent.


    "I know." Wan Zhiyang''s heart sank, but he still said.


    "Well, I believe you can pass the test." the man in black smiled and said, "after taking the seeds, you will gain great strength. I have a task for you to do."


    Sure enough, there is no free lunch.


    "What task?" Wan Zhiyang was ready. From the moment he promised, he was involved.


    "Next, the task I want to explain is very important, and you must write it down without missing a word." the tone of the black robed man became more solemn than ever: "if you finish, you will become a formal member of the organization and get rewards you can''t imagine, but if you lose, there is only a dead end waiting for you."


    "Say it." Wan Zhiyang''s heart trembled slightly, but he still said.


    "After you gain strength..." (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters and support the author and genuine reading!)