"Son of God, it's your turn. You can tell me what position you like."

Feng Wuchen's face was as ugly as that of a dead person. He stared at Su Mu and said word by word:

"If you dare to humiliate me like this, I will definitely do everything in my power to make you and your people die a miserable death."

Su Mu smiled strangely, shrugged, walked up to him, and carried it over like a dead dog.

Soon, the dignified Son of God also turned into a white-striped pig.

This isn't the end yet.

Sure enough, Su Mu used four people to create a pose.

There are still words in his mouth:

"Go around in a circle, bury some soil, shout one, two, three, four, five, ok, you're done."

"It's a...yeah!"

Su Mu took the phone from Hu Jianjun and took pictures from various angles.

Then he looked at the other young masters of the sect who were slumped on the sofa with a smile:

"Everyone, the death countdown has started, you have two choices."

"First, I pat my butt and leave."

"Second, I will send you a copy of these photos and videos, and then let you go."

"How many of you to choose?"

The seven young masters were stunned for a moment, then suddenly shouted with all their strength:

"Two two two two two!!!"

If you don't choose two, you will die immediately.

If you choose second, you may die, but you still have a choice, and maybe you can make a comeback in the face of adversity.

Of course Su Mu doesn't need to kill them.

However, the few people who were stripped naked were absolutely not allowed to live.

In the face of life and death, what else should you not dare to do?
Chapter completed!