Bug Master In Doomsday

"This storage reminder will be handed over to the logistics staff, and they have a commissioner responsible for cracking the mark of the storage ring! I hope we will not cause trouble this time, or the Minister Yitong will not spare us lightly!"

The black captain sighed somewhat self-reproachfully, and blamed him for not being vigilant enough, not paying attention to the small movements of the cow leader, otherwise, how could he let the enemy in front of him escape?

"Forget it! Let's find the next one and try to complete the task beyond the limit!" The black captain waved his hand coldly, and swiftly ran towards the ground with a group of ghosts...

"Kill! Kill these stubborn soldiers, the resources in the warehouse are ours." A nearly distorted city lord with an excited face directed the supernatural player under him to rush towards a huge concrete warehouse.

The hundreds of soldiers guarding the door looked at the three or five enemies, and the fear in their eyes became more and more vigorous.

Two Tier 5 supernaturalists, and three Tier 4 pinnacles, this is no more than a five-person enemy team, enough to easily slaughter them clean.

"Surrender! We surrender!" "Patter!" Soldiers threw their weapons away, kneeling on the ground trembling all over, crying bitterly and begging the enemy to forgive them.

"Huh!" A sharp blade of light flashed, and a lot of blood flew up into the sky. Only a sharp long knife responded to their pleading! "What's the use if I want you to surrender? It's better to be dead and refreshed! Hahaha!"

The devil-like laughter rang in the huge square, accompanied by a sound of flesh-cutting puffs.

Penetrating noises continued to sound, and the entire Uther City seemed to have become a terrifying **** without mercy and humanity in just a few hours...

"Stop! The leader has an order! The surrenders are forbidden to kill, and those who violate the order start the alliance!" A black-clothed assassin who looked like a ghost suddenly appeared on the square exuding a strong **** smell.

A piece of parchment signed by Wang Mang was tied with a red string and threw it to the city lord who was about to slaughter with a knife.

"It's really unpleasant! This is the order from the very beginning!" The city lord with a few drops of blood on his face tore open the parchment scroll and grumbled dissatisfiedly, but the long knife in his hand was still put down.

"According to the parchment, these captives who surrendered were all **** with chains."

The city lord frowned, waved his hand to the underside of his hand, and handed over all these miscellaneous tasks to them, and he put on a smiling face and moved to the side of the black-clothed assassin.

He took out a box of high-end cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed it quietly into the palm of the black-clothed killer without showing a trace.

"Brother, tell the truth to your brother, what are so many captives doing this time? I don't think these soldiers are strong enough, even if they are coolies, they won't be of much use."

The black-clothed killer wore a mask on his face, squinted at the smiling face of the city lord, and turned the cigarette in his palm back, his tone was a little cold.

"I'm sorry, I don't smoke, I have no right to interrogate the leader's decision, I am just a messenger of news!"

Hearing the hard answer from the black clothes, the look on the city lord's face was a little ugly, a little horse dare not give himself face? ! Where does this put his face as a city lord?

The smile on his face narrowed, and his tone was threatening, "Brother, you should be careful when you speak. Don't think that your boss is the leader, just so arrogant."