Leon pouted, "I advise you not to have such wishful thinking.".

"Oh?"

Roland raised his eyebrows, "You refuse?"

Leon glanced at her, "Not a refusal, just an admonition."

"But sorry, my patience is limited, you don't have a chance."

Leon stood up and said indifferently, "I don't have the habit of joining any organization, I'm sorry I can't comply with your request."

As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the psychic shield to isolate himself from Roland.

Roland was stunned, an angry look appeared on his face, and then endless dark energy emerged from his body, quickly covering the entire room.

"How dare you reject me?"

Roland shouted, "Do you know where this is?"

"Does this have anything to do with me?"

Leon said calmly, "This is not the Galactic Federation. You'd better understand the situation. I don't owe you anything, and I don't intend to help you do anything. Don't try to control me."

"You..."

Roland was furious, and a dark light burst out from his fingertips, attacking Leon.

"Shua."

Leon stretched out his hand to block Roland's attack, sneering, "Do you still want to kill me?"

"Hehe."

Roland sneered and exerted force with his arm.

Crack.

Leon's wrist cracked, and with a cry of pain, his body suddenly leaned forward and hit the table.

"Bang!"

The hard cement tabletop shattered in an instant.

However, Roland showed no mercy. He moved his feet and came to Li Ang in an instant. He punched Li Ang in the chest with both fists.

Li Ang groaned, bent his body into a bow shape, and flew backwards.

Roland took advantage of the victory and chased after Li Ang. He stepped on the void and caught up with Li Ang like a phantom. He punched again and hit Li Ang's head hard!

Li Ang's head was buzzing, his eardrums were vibrating, and blood was flowing out of his nose and throat.

"Heh."

Roland laughed sarcastically, "Vulnerable."

Leon narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly propped himself up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold tone: "Do you think you are strong?"

"Of course."

Roland raised his neck arrogantly, "I once destroyed a city with my own hands and killed tens of thousands of lives.

And you are just a mere mortal."

She glanced at Leon, who was lying on the ground in a mess, and a playful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, "But... I don't plan to kill you."

She paused and continued: "You are full of strong soul fluctuations, and you are a super warrior with extremely strong soul talent.

My genetic medicine needs a strong and pure soul to activate, so, are you willing to be my slave?"

"Hehe."

Leon grinned, "I don't want to."

"You saidWhat? "

Roland's eyes widened, staring at Leon in disbelief, "Say it again?"

Leon said calmly: "I don't want to, and I will never agree."

"Damn bastard, how dare you disobey the will of the great Black Blood Princess."

Roland cursed angrily, with a strong fierceness in his eyes, and said word by word: "I have decided to give you...death! "

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded suddenly.

The lights in the room suddenly turned dim, and the patterns on the surrounding walls seemed to flicker faintly, as if something was waking up.

Then, the door was violently pushed open, and a team of fully armed guards rushed into the room.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a beard. He glanced around the room and immediately waved his hand to let the other soldiers disperse and walk towards Roland.

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"Sir Roland, what happened?"

"Oh, John, I met an arrogant guy."

Roland frowned and turned to look at Leon, "Since you are stubborn, I have no choice but to kill you. ”

“Hmm?”

The bearded man saw the blood on Li Ang’s hand and asked in confusion: “Sir Roland, are you injured?”

Roland said in a deep voice: “Don’t worry about it for now, just arrest him and send him to the research institute. . ”

..... . ...

“Yes, sir.” The bearded man nodded immediately, then waved to the soldiers next to him, signaling them to arrest Li Ang.

Li Ang looked at the bearded man’s back, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

“Hmm? "

The bearded man felt a cold breath locking onto him, and he stopped involuntarily, turned his head, and looked at Leon with vigilance.

Leon's right leg was tense, ready to go. As long as Roland dared to kill him, he would use his fatal skill directly.

But Roland did not move, but took two steps back to avoid a direct confrontation with Leon.

"Sir Roland?" The bearded man asked suspiciously.

Roland shook his head, "It's okay, this person is very dangerous, leave it to you to deal with. "

The bearded man looked away from Roland, took a deep breath, stepped forward, stared at Leon coldly, and slowly drew out the saber from his waist.

Swish.

The saber was unsheathed, and the sharp blade reflected the cold light, reflecting the bearded man's cold expression.

Leon lowered his eyes, silently chanted the spell, and gathered the magic power in his right arm on his left fist.

"Go to hell!" Several.

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