Bug Master In Doomsday

When the one-horned man heard the name Wang Mang, his heart suddenly burst into waves. This Wang Mang is an adult of Lord Corpse King. Is it possible that this person in front of him is really his subordinate?

The one-horned man frowned and said coldly to the captain of the team beside him:

"People don't have to kill, and the other hand has to be scrapped for me, or else he has to make some moths out again!"

The captain nodded, and the crossbow machine with both hands was aimed at the shoulder of Ma Yiqiang's other arm.

'call out! A sharp and short shot sounded, but a crossbow arrow of five or six inches long shot on his shoulder in an instant.

The dark arrow seemed to be quenched with poison, corroding most of that intact shoulder in the blink of an eye!

The broken arm holding a silver grenade suddenly fell to the ground, Ma Yiqiang's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened, a kind of extreme corrosive pain instantly invaded his mind.

He convulsed his body, fell stiffly to the ground, and kept making several hoarse growls in his throat.

Seeing this, the captain of the team who shot the crossbow gave a wink at the men beside him.

The subordinate nodded knowingly, and ran to Ma Yiqiang's side, with one hand tense into a palm, and slammed his palm on the back of his neck with a bang. Ma Yiqiang suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted. ,

"Take it back, and let Master Corpse King see if this person is lying!"

The one-horned man glanced at Ma Yiqiang, and then ordered his men to start looking for trophies in the bungalow.

They are not in vain to perform their tasks, after all, they are just zombies, not puppets, they also have to be equipped with weapons to devour blood and food!

"My lord, you guys have installed everything you can take away!"

"Okay! It's exactly ten o'clock, and it took an hour to wipe out the three forces. This speed is still a bit slow. It could have been faster!"

The one-horned man shook his head slightly, as if a little dissatisfied. He waved to the twenty black robe men standing still in the small courtyard, leading them to disappear into the night.

In the basement of Xiaoyang Building, Qian Xiaobai leaned back on a soft chair, frowning and looking at a man in a coma with a broken arm.

After staring a little, he turned to the one-horned man beside him and said, "The third child, you said that this is a comatose person, his boss is Wang Mang?"

The one-horned man nodded affirmatively, "Yes, Lord Corpse King, this is the last word this person yelled at the last moment, and he also named Wang Mang, the third most powerful man!"

"Although I have some doubts in my heart, I still bring this person back and let the Lord Corpse King verify it!"

Qian Xiaobai nodded slightly in response, "Don't say you don't believe it, even I don't believe it. When did Brother Mang's men turn to this kind of trash?"

"Forget it, the third child, if you wake him up, I will be clear if I ask him a few words!" Qian Xiaobai waved his hand and asked the one-horned man beside him to wake up the unconscious Ma Yiqiang.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the one-horned man punched Ma Yiqiang's belly, and Ma, who was still in a coma, coughed twice and vomited a large mouthful of sticky blood.

"You said your boss is Wang Mang? Then do you know what weapon he used?"

Just as Ma Yiqiang was awakened by severe pain, he heard such a question in his ear. He raised his head and looked at Qian Xiaobai who was leaning on the soft chair. There was a trace of panic in his eyes, and he closed his eyes and began to think hard.