Bug Master In Doomsday

Just as Wang Mang set off on his way to hunt down the sixth-tier intermediate-level black bear monster, at the same time, in a small courtyard in the corner of Canghai City, a verdant and tall green bamboo was covered by a bleak wind. A few yellowed bamboo leaves were blown away, and the bamboo leaves floated leisurely on the floor tiles made of bluestone in the small courtyard.

And under the floor tiles, in a spacious dark room more than ten meters deep underground, there is a conference table. The dark matte tabletop does not reflect any light. There are seven or eight pieces of high-back wood embedded with cushions. The chair, the chair is already full of people.

In this special dark room, nothing can be seen clearly, even the person sitting on the chair can only see the vague dark shadows around it.

When a black figure with a long knife and a hat was sitting on the only vacant wooden chair, a young and magnetic person sitting on the main seat chuckled twice, the knuckle of his right hand was He knocked on the table twice, "'Killer!' It's the latest time you're here again."

The stranger with the long knife took off the hat on top of his head, put it on the conference table, and uninhibitedly put his legs on the edge of the table.

The indifferent middle-aged male voice uttered from his throat: "Oh! My dear sir, I met a few crazy wild dogs on the road. They stared at me vigilantly, their sharp teeth dripping with fishy saliva, I Seeing that they are not pleasing to the eye, they simply hacked to death with a knife."

"Haha!" A vague black shadow at the conference table let out two chuckles. From the physical shape, he was a little fat and his head was a little big, and his unpleasant drake laughed constantly, as if he were piercing laughter. What the'killer' just said was a funny joke.

"Shut up!'Butcher!" Shut up your noisy mouth!" The young man sitting on the main seat reprimanded coldly, and his tone became serious.

He looked around, and the special structure of this dark room allowed all the people sitting in the chairs to see only the dim and fuzzy outline of the other person.

The metal matte conference table with four table legs embedded on the ground, the seven or eight chairs, and even the walls and floor of this dark room are engraved with some unknown restriction. No matter what their strength, everyone present. No special secret technique can see through the barrier of prohibition without a sound.

After the young man glanced around, his indifferent voice sounded again: "I have received a message from the forbidden area! The ancestor succeeded in breaking through, and he will leave after seven months!

The Canglangmen, Taihemen and other sect forces have already begun war planning, and our side is also going to move. "

The "Butcher" laughed strangely as if he couldn't help it, his fat body was shaking constantly, and the layers of soft and fat flesh that were visible to the naked eye swayed with his shaking.

"Oh, "Master," will the action be delayed for a few days, for seven months... the sooner we act, the greater the risk we will be exposed to!"

"The Butcher is right. The forces under me, Master Bu, have now been hit by the Human Alliance and the Insect Group. Only a dozen copies of Liao Zicha have been sold this month! The plan is started now, it is indeed a bit early!" The'tea master' on the first chair on the left hand of the protagonist sighed slightly after speaking.

The young man rubbed his eyebrows, his finger knuckles beating on the conference table regularly, his indifferent voice seemed a little hesitant, "Why don't I want to postpone the action?! The Zongmen is too tight!"