"What's wrong? You don't want to?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Samuel directly raised his knife, and the head of the remaining subordinate next to the leader fell to the ground.
The leader was completely dumbfounded. He knew very well that there was no room for negotiation with Samuel.
"Now, tell me your choice."
The leader nodded in fear. "Sir, I'll do as you say."
Seeing that he was so obedient, Samuel smiled gently and cut his hand with the blade again. He took out a drop of blood.
Seeing Samuel use his knife, the man thought that Samuel was going to kill him. He closed his eyes and wanted to scream.
However, the knife didn't come, but a drop of blood was sent into his mouth.
"What... what did you feed me?"
He asked uneasily.
Samuel took another drop of his blood. "It's nothing. It's just my blood."
Hearing this, the man couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He thought it was a fatal poison, but it turned out to be just human blood. It was nothing.
But before he could be happy, Samuel threw the drop of blood directly to the ground.
"Sizzle!"
A wave of black smoke already rose, unexpectedly burning a large hole in the barren but dried up ground.
This time, the man was completely dumbfounded.
It was just a drop of blood, yet it could display such an effect.
Was this human blood?
Most importantly, if the hard ground was already like this, what could a mere body like his possibly hold?
Thinking of this, he felt a little desperate, and his whole body felt as if it was melting.
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