Chapter 1618: force

If you drink Dashan beer in moderation, it is good for your body.
But if you drink too much every day, it may not be a good thing.
Of course, not everyone can drink too much.
Dashan beer has always had a characteristic.
That is when drinking, do not feel high in alcohol.
But after a few cans of stamina came.
And most of the time they are drunk.
"I also study medicine, and I don't need you to give me popular science drinks, which are harmful to the human body," Wright said.
However, under Chen's tough attitude.
He said that if Wright did not check him, he would not sponsor it.
Wright expressed outrage at Chen Ye's threatening methods.
...
Koran just came out of the classroom.
He has just finished a public class.
Come over two people.
One is a seductive and charming woman.
The other was a burly man.
Kolan didn't think much.
But the two men came towards him.
"Mr. Colin, can we talk?" The woman asked with a sweet smile.
Such a woman can easily make people feel good.
Koran froze and looked at them dumbfounded: "Do we know each other?"
At this time, the woman took out her cell phone and played a video.
"Mr. Koran, is this person you?"
Koran took the phone and watched the video.
The events in this video frame happened the night before.
When Koran was walking on the street, a girl ran to the motorway to pick up things.
It happened that a truck rushed over.
And Koran also launched speed at this time to save the girl from the shadow of death.
This video should be taken from the surveillance of the intersection.
But Coran didn't understand who those people were.
How did you get monitoring?
"My name is Silan. He is my partner, tank." The woman said, "We work for the government, and we hope you can join our team."
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested." Koran refused to think about it.
He is more interested in his father's organization, the Paranormal Society.
"Boy." The tank's palm was already resting on Koran's shoulder. "Do you know what kind of punishment an unregistered psychic can use magic at will?"
Koran hid from the shoulder.
Avoid the big hands of the tank.
He didn't believe what he said.
Moore said that there are actually many psychics in Los Angeles.
Not everyone is a member of the Paranormal Society.
There is nothing, the psychic is not allowed to use magic at will.
As long as it is not a crime committed by magic, no one will ask.
There are also many psychics who rely on their magic to make a living.
These are allowed.
"Boy, I'm afraid you can't refuse our invitation." Tank had a bad smile on his face.
"I still refuse." Kolan was very upset at the aggressive tone of the opponent: "I'm leaving if it's okay, goodbye."
Koran raised his foot and was about to leave, and suddenly his body became rigid.
He found himself unable to move.
Silan's palm pointed at Koran, with a bit of mockery on her face.
"Go." Silan said softly.
Colan found himself walking unconsciously.
"You ... what did you do to me?"
"Hello magic, you are now my marionette." Siliran said with a smile.
"Hurry up and unravel the magic on me, or I shout." Koran was furious and angry.
At the same time he felt the magic.
Si Lilan's fingertips gently moved: "Then sew your mouth up."
Suddenly Kolan felt that his mouth was threaded.
Wu Wu
Coran was frightened, but he couldn't make any noise.
Kelan was thus controlled by Siliran to leave the school.
Then he was taken to an alley.
Coran saw a lot of people in the alley.
Chief among them should be a blonde woman who is not much older than herself.
"Is he our new player?" Britz raised his glasses and looked at Koran.
Vistana stepped forward with a smile.
"You're Kolan. I'm Vistana. We're still alumni at the same time. I'm also from the University of Los Angeles and just graduated this year." Vistana said.
Wu Wu
"Siliran, unravel the magic on him," Vistana said.
Coran felt the magic disappeared.
He turned to look at the alley exit.
Has been blocked by two or three people.
Obviously, they were preparing for Koran's escape.
"Koran, we are very happy with your talent, join us." Vistana said.
"Do you think it would force me to join?" Coran hated being forced by this coercion.
If the other party is communicating with him normally, he may not be so resistant.
But the dominance of the tank, and Siliran even controlled him in a way that was contrary to his personal will.
It made him feel endless anger.
"I won't give in to you," Koran growled.
Vistana's face was a little unhappy.
"Colan, what do you want, we can talk about it, don't you be so far away?"
"My request is simple, get out of my sight and stop appearing in front of me."
Kolan was still too young after all, and he didn't think about talking.
The discomfort on Vistana's face became more apparent.
The tank whispered, "Boy, do you want to die?"
The tank's body was a bit bigger, and the slightly loose clothes tightened instantly.
Koran looked at the tank.
Obediently ... this guy will not be a Hulk?
But attitude has already been shown.
Koran doesn't think they can take themselves.
Could they still kill themselves?
"That being the case, there is no way." Vistana sighed.
At this moment, Vistana took out a piece of parchment.
At the same time, he turned to look at Si Lilan.
"Siriland, it's your turn."
"Yes, Miss Vistana."
There was a smile on Si Lilan's face: "Mr. Kolan, we could have talked well. Since you refuse, we can only take some unconventional ways."
Koran found that his body was out of control again, and his palms were unconsciously raised up.
Then he gradually walked towards the parchment.
Koran screamed badly.
He didn't know what it was doing.
But he still realized that the situation was bad.
This parchment is like a magic contract.
If you lift yourself up, you will not be able to regret it.
Coran wanted to resist, but his body was controlled by death.
"Don't struggle, your magic is too weak, and you can't resist at all." Silly said with a little smug tone.
"Well, Vistana, what a coincidence. I actually met you here."