Bug Master In Doomsday

After listening to Wang Mang’s question, Zhou Zhuang thought carefully, then nodded.

"Brother Mang, we have hidden strongholds in all the large gathering places in China, but the newspapers...we have established most of the gathering places in the south, but only a small part of it in the north."

"This is already very good." Wang Mang frowned and nodded slightly. "First, let the people in the stronghold contact the city lord of Canghai City, and say that I will discuss with him about the group of invaders. If possible, I will be at night Hope to meet him!"

After listening to Wang Mang’s words, Zhou Zhuang immediately nodded. There was no curiosity on his face, but only a hesitating look of worry appeared on his face.

"Brother Mang, in fact, the situation in Canghai City is not so simple. Although they are the most powerful gathering place in our area, they also have the most foreign races.

Before today's great change came, the caravan organized by those people had been in close contact with the ruling power of Canghai City! "

Wang Mang sneered and waved his hand indifferently, "If the City Lord of the Sea was a pig, he might continue to do business with the group of invaders.

It is no longer a brotherly barrier between us human beings! This is an intruder in another world! ! If he can't see this clearly, then he might as well die! "

"Yes, Brother Mang!" Zhou Zhuang nodded solemnly, and immediately turned and walked towards the space-time passage. He is now going to inform the members of the worm group headquarters and let them contact the stronghold hidden in the sea city.

This matter can only use secret forces, and the power of the newspaper is still at all unmovable, and we must not let outsiders see the connection between the worm group and the newspaper!

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Nearly eight hundred miles in Nandie City, the number of people exceeds tens of millions. Canghai City, which is still full of voices day and night, seems a bit quiet at this moment.

Thousands of alien caravans with prisms on their foreheads gathered around everything, full of horror, looking at the surrounding human beings with tens of thousands of eyes filled with excitement and blood.

"What do you want? I can give it to you! All the belongings of the caravan can be given to you, but please don't hurt me!"

An alien leader with a slightly fat body but extremely determined expression patted the agitated monster pulling cart beside him, and he was also a little desperate in his heart...

He knows deeply that this time his trade was the worst move in his life. The original transaction was extremely smooth, and the profit of this trade was enough for him to purchase goods for half a year.

But people are not as good as the sky. Suddenly some killer list appeared on the **** stone monument. Since that thing appeared, everyone in this city looked at them and their eyes changed.

The envy and jealousy that had originally appeared in the eyes became a kind of longing, bloodthirsty...

"There are thousands of invaders in this group!" A rickety, wretched supernatural being grabbed the sparse hair on the top of his head, and smiled unkindly at the alien leader.

"Looking at your strength, it’s worth three to five hundred points, do you know? The double knives that I have been fond of for a long time are exactly the price, so you just feel wronged and do me a favor. How about borrowing your head? ?"

"You!" Hearing this, the alien leader's eyes widened, and angrily pointed at the wretched man, his arms trembled uncontrollably.

Half of it is because of anger, and the other half is because of fear. This group of human beings have been blindfolded by profit. Killing them is enough to get heart-wrenching and rich returns!