Opening an office in Taila

Chapter 263 Humiliation

"So, what's our relationship now?" In a secret base that no one in Victoria could find, Mandra looked at Song Yufeng, whose legs were trembling, and said with a smile.

"What relationship?" Song Yufeng felt a wave of discomfort, his legs were so weak that he didn't know what kind of concentrated anesthetic Colonel Hamilton had used. It was probably not military grade. Song Yufeng felt like his legs didn't even belong to him anymore.

“What do you think? I saved your life this time, so how are you going to repay me?” Mandela laughed.

"Uh, what kind of reward do you want?" Song Yufeng asked tentatively.

"Hmph, from now on you'd better listen to me obediently. If I tell you to go east, you can't go west, understand?"

Seeing Mandela's smug look, Song Yufeng suddenly realized that asking her for help was a mistake.

"Are you really that arrogant?"

Mandela suddenly pinned Song Yufeng to the ground and sneered, "Don't forget, your life is in my hands now! You're not back to normal yet, are you? Believe me or not, I'll make sure you never recover."

Song Yufeng suddenly realized that Mandela was sometimes like that, constantly switching between stupidity and intelligence.

Putting everything else aside, even if Song Yufeng is temporarily unable to resist, what if you permanently cripple him? Wouldn't Abrahana blame her? Wouldn't Song Yufeng hold a grudge and secretly harm her later?

Besides, Song Yufeng wasn't at the point of being unable to resist; it was just temporary leg weakness. With a little rest, Song Yufeng would be able to recover.

Song Yufeng was delighted.

"Your words are quite imaginative," Song Yufeng said with a smile. Then he moved around a little and found that the discomfort had begun to subside, which meant that the effects of the medicine had worn off.

“I’ll give you one more chance, if you don’t want to…” A pointed stone pillar had already formed beneath Mandela’s feet.

"I will pierce your legs."

After Mandela said those words, Song Yufeng felt that his leg seemed to have recovered. Although it was still a little weak, he could run and jump normally again.

The next second, before Mandela could react, Song Yufeng stepped forward and pinned Mandela to the ground.

"Wait... How could you, ah!" Mandra subconsciously tried to raise the stone pillar, but what she didn't know was that Song Yufeng had already activated the God Realm, and her Originium Arts had become ineffective and unusable.

As for simply comparing physical strength? Sorry, Song Yufeng could take on ten Mandras.

Song Yufeng plopped down on Mandela's stomach and then gripped Mandela's neck tightly. Due to lack of oxygen, Mandela could only struggle helplessly.

Song Yufeng couldn't help but think of a saying: Any living thing is most vulnerable when it is lacking oxygen.

Looking at Mandra beneath him now, Song Yufeng indeed felt the same way.

"...No...don't kill me...please..." Seeing Mandela's dying struggle, Song Yufeng loosened his grip slightly, allowing Mandela to breathe a little. Then Song Yufeng said, "From now on, you must obey my orders obediently, understand?"

How familiar the script was, but now the situation was beyond his control. Moreover, Song Yufeng only needed to exert a little force to take his life. Mandela nodded hurriedly, just like a dog.

"Alright, I'll spare your life then, since you did save me before. But if you ever displease me again, you're dead." Song Yufeng released his grip and stood up.

Only then did he notice that a pool of yellow liquid had seeped out beneath Mandela.

Is it a bodily instinct before death?

But it's disgusting enough.

"Get yourself cleaned up, you're disgusting." Song Yufeng said, then turned and left.

Mandela gritted her teeth. This was an insult to her, and one day she would get her revenge!