Vol 2 Chapter 546: Me, muse!

The beginning of each repetition was the same, Franklin walked into the hall. The end of each repetition is the same. Franklin died tragically in the hall. What's different is the middle process. What they saw was that Franklin died again and again, in different ways.
Now, Franklin's death method adds another kind.
So how many kinds of Franklin's death law?
Muse didn't give an answer, just said: "Soup! Resurrect Franklin."
Thomas, who had been standing at the door of the hall, listened to this and looked at the muse, swallowing it, and summoned the courage to say: "The muse is in charge, there is not much material in the warehouse, you see..."
"You don't have to remind me," Muse said coldly. "I know the inventory in the warehouse. You go to resurrect Franklin-the last time! And, after the resurrection succeeds, delete all his remaining memories."
"Ah!" Thomas was really taken aback, but did not dare to say anything against it, so he quickly did it.
...
Not long.
With a "squeak", the hall door opened and Thomas walked in, followed by Franklin who did not know how many times to resurrect.
Muse looked at Franklin and didn't care about the other's complicated expression, but asked directly: "Franklin, do you know what you are stepping on now?"
"Ah?" Franklin was stunned, looking down at his feet, looking at the soft, crumbling flesh and blinking his eyes.
Muse gave the answer at this time: "It is a part of the body you used to use."
Although Franklin had already guessed this possibility, his face changed after hearing the words: "This..."
Muse continued: "Now, I let you eat it, can you do it?"
Franklin's eyes widened uncontrollably: "I!" The whole person hesitated for a long time, but finally bent down slowly.
...
"Vomit--"
After a moment, Franklin's throat continued to resound.
Muse felt that his inner emotions were finally relieved, and the expression on his face returned to normal. He looked at Franklin slowly and said: "Franklin, there are some things, I don't say, with your memory, you should also guess a bit.
Now, I might as well tell you clearly that you made a mistake, um, made a big mistake, so I made the due punishment. And you have no chance to make mistakes.
Next, what did you do wrong, how to remedy it, and try to figure it out by myself, I am much lazy. But one of my requirements is that no matter what you do, it can't affect the implementation of the big plan!
The East Coast big plan has been implemented for so long, it must be successful, and it is beautiful to succeed. After all, I don't want to stay here forever!
So, do things well, work hard to implement the big plan, everything is easy to say. And if you let me discover that you have private actions that affect the progress of the big plan, I will definitely let you understand what my anger is. have you understood? "
"Yes." Franklin nodded with a strong urge to nausea, and then thought of something, took a deep breath, "Muses, I must work hard to implement the big plan, but there are a few places, I need you Help."
"Ok?"
"At present, although the situation on the east coast has been opened, the north is going according to schedule. But recently there are a few more obstructive characters who have doubted us and may affect the progress of the big plan. Their strengths are all It’s relatively strong, and there are many methods. Some are difficult to deal with.

"Then you are sure of their identity?"
"Yes. There are six people in total, three of them are the first-level wizard peaks, two are senior second-level wizards, and one is the second-level wizard peak."
"What about the address." Muse said very hard, "Tell me their detailed address."
"Yes." Franklin didn't dare to say anything, "..."
Moments after Franklin finished speaking, Muse nodded and said "OK", then the whole person "poo" disappeared into the air like smoke.
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After most of the day.
"boom!"
The door of the hall opened, and everyone in the hall looked at the door.
I saw Muses walk in from the outside with a calm face, carrying seven heads in his hands, flicking it, and rolled to the front of Franklin, like a ball.
"Look, aren't they a few?" Muse asked, speaking to Franklin.
Franklin was stunned for a moment, then pressed down on the horror in his heart, quickly inspected the seven heads, and finally looked at the head of an old goatee, and looked up at the muse: "The rest are right, but this The last one seems to be extra."
"Well, it's really superfluous." Muses explained lightly. "After I killed those people, I was discovered by this old guy. The level of the third-level wizard followed me all the way. When I found out, I killed him. It’s a good addition."
"amount……"
"Now, you are carrying out the big plan, are there no problems?"
"It's gone." Franklin shook his head vigorously, his tone very sure.
"That's good." Muse squinted. "Have a good job. By the way, pay attention to working with Downey and Huron's team. They have done well in other wizarding organizations, especially the No. 1 goal. I don't want to The problem is with them."
"Understood." Franklin lowered his head.
"Um." Muse answered, and turned to walk outside the hall. At this time, from the perspective of Franklin lowering his head, he saw that as Muse walked, he left a blood footprint in one step-the blood continued to flow out~EbookFREE.me~ The muse killed.
The rest of the people also saw it, but none of them asked. One part is not dare, the other part is blind faith in the strength of the muse: Muse as a manager may be an extremely bad existence in management, but its strength is not to be questioned, no matter killing anyone, Will fail.
It is said that this power is based on an unimaginable price: Muse must endure pain more intense than soul burning all the time. The continuous accumulation of pain makes her have the power to tremble the space when she is shot, and the third-level wizards are not opponents.
In a sense, the strength of the muse is well-deserved first in the same level of the entire organization. Because of this, when Gibran failed, the organization sent her to the east coast.
And she is extremely unwilling to stay here for a long time on the east coast, so she keeps squeezing her men to do all the things well, and she is not allowed to affect the normal progress of the big plan. As a subordinate, this kind of hard life will not change until the final big plan succeeds.
Everyone thought so, watched Muse leave, and got busy.
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