Chapter 1082: Are You the 117 Manager, Chi Jiao?

Pan Guming didn’t look at Chi Jiao when he fought her previously. But he finally saw her clearly and realized the shock her beauty could bring now.

“Are you… you the 117 manager, Chi Jiao?” Pan Guming subconsciously took two steps back. Chi Jiao was too dazzling to him. She was even brighter than the moon in the night sky. She was the complete opposite of him.

Such people were born to be the center of attention. They would be the center of attention no matter where they were. As for Pan Guming, he lived at the bottom of the food chain and was despised by everyone. He usually felt inferior and didn’t dare to look at others, let alone a gorgeous girl like Chi Jiao. He instinctively wanted to escape.

“Pan Guming, as the manager of 117, I need to manage all the Espers in White City. I advise you to stop immediately. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being merciless.” Chi Jiao raised her hand, and an invisible force turned into a barrier that enveloped her.

Pan Guming looked at Chi Jiao in fear. He could clearly feel her formidable aura.

But Pan Guming took out the photo from his pocket.

It was a photo of his daughter, Pan Xiaomeng.

In the photo, Pan Xiaomeng’s face was pale and looked very sad.

Pan Guming held the photo tightly and placed it close to his chest. “The energy in your body is comparable to that of four or five Espers. Master might agree to let me see Xiaomeng if I kill you.”

Chi Jiao’s eyes lit up when he mentioned Pan Xiaomeng. She realized something. “What did She Qi promise you to make you do all this for him?”

Shen Xing retracted its main body and transformed into its usual cute little boy appearance. It stood beside Chi Jiao and said calmly, “I was just saying it seems like he’s hoping that his dead daughter can come back to life.”

The little heart’s voice came from the necklace around Chi Jiao’s neck. “Are you a fool? A dead person is dead! No one can resurrect the dead. Even She Qi can’t revive your daughter!”

“Nonsense! Master promised me that he will resurrect my daughter as long as I kill 10,000 people. Master won’t lie!” Pan Guming was extremely angry. It was as if he had been provoked. His figure flashed as he charged forward and appeared in front of Chi Jiao in an instant.

Pan Guming’s speed far exceeded Chi Jiao’s expectations.

No wonder he was She Qi’s subordinate. Not many people could compare to him even among Chi Jiao’s people.

At this thought, Chi Jiao suddenly felt that it was a pity.

Pam Guming might not be her enemy but her right-hand man if he had not deliberately hidden his strength during registration because he felt inferior.

Chi Jiao dodged sideways, letting Pan Guming’s sharp claws slice off a few strands of her hair. She then raised her hand and flicked his forehead.

Chi Jiao’s seemingly weak attack was filled with mental power and almost shattered his consciousness.

“Pfft!” Pan Guming’s mind was severely injured. He shivered in fear and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Chi Jiao took the opportunity to turn around and kick him hard in the abdomen.

Pan Guming’s body trembled as if he was spasming. Then, with a loud bang, he fell to the ground and spat out yet another mouthful of blood.