Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Due to the submission of mosiyu and Mohe, other indomitable and wait-and-see Mohe people also gave up their struggle. Therefore, the whole Mohe family was incorporated by Tang Jiehe.

Tang Jiehe was very happy and specially called mosiyu to ask questions.

He looked at her up and down. "How did you figure it out? Don't want to kill me? "

"Zong Bo said that the Lord wants to unify the world of genetic mutants. Since other races will be eroded by the Lord and the Mohs have no heads, what can we fight against the Lord? The number of our genetic mutants is already small. If we kill each other, we will find our own way to death. The Lord is the descendant of the king. We can excel. Under the leadership of the Lord, I believe it will be better and better in the future."

Tang Jiehe liked to listen to Feng Cheng's words, especially when they came out of the mouth of beautiful women, which made him more proud.

"I appreciate you very much," he smiled vaguely. "How about being my pet?"

Mosiyu was surprised. Unexpectedly, Tang Jiehe made this idea. He immediately looked cold and said in a cold voice, "the LORD loves you so much that Siyu doesn't dare."

"Or do you hate me? Hate me for killing your people? "

Mosiyu secretly bit his teeth and couldn't do it. He had to tell the truth, "I submit to the Lord, but I don't agree with the Lord."

She thought it would annoy Tang Jiehe. Unexpectedly, he laughed, "well, I like your honesty. I don't force you. You can come to me whenever you want. I will never treat you badly."

Mosiyu breathed a sigh of relief and saluted slightly.

Now that they have been incorporated, the three people surnamed Mo on the island have been given the surname Tang. Mo Zong has become Tang Zong, Mo Siyu has become Tang Siyu, and Mohe has become Tang He. Zongbo was in charge of the daily work on the island. All the previous guards were killed. The guards were reorganized and led by Roda, who was loyal to Tang Jiehe. In addition to the guards, he took all the young and strong Mohs away, incorporated them into his troops and headed for the next battlefield.

He is a big family with a large number of people. Now he has incorporated two families with foreign names at one stroke. His morale has increased greatly, and he is more energetic and arrogant.

Mosiyu and Mohe were also incorporated into the new team and followed him to the next place.

Tang Jiehe is very smart and specializes in fighting small and weak ethnic groups. The next ethnic group he chooses is located in West Asia. His surname is Marty. His ethnic group is less than 3000. He is a militant. He has a good knowledge of troop arrangement. He took the other party by surprise with sneak attacks. All Marty's soldiers are hard headed and will not give up to the death.

Tang Jiehe hung them in the noon sun, let the sun burn their skin, and painted the juice of Verbena on their bare bodies, making them crack and howl like wild animals.

Mosiyu looked at the Marty family who were crying in the sun and silently lowered his eyes.

The scene was like human purgatory, which was terrible. Other MATI people knelt down one after another, and their instinct to survive made them give in.

The victory came so easily that Tang Jiehe was overjoyed and cheered up and incorporated several small ethnic groups. His front grew longer and longer, spreading from the southern hemisphere to the northern hemisphere.

Mosiyu and Mohe wanted to leave the team and go to Wutu. Wunai Tang Jiehe watched closely. They had no chance to get away, so they had to bear the opportunity to see each other for a while.

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The days of black soil are always free and comfortable. Half a year has passed. Mo Qiaoxu is one and a half years old. He is as tall as a five-year-old child. He seems to be a little boy. He can take care of himself except not talking and laughing. He still goes out to pick flowers for his mother every morning and water his blood for the trees in the middle of the night.

He likes reading. Su Xuandong has a huge library. He stays in it all day. He doesn't even eat rice. He always sends rice in for him. When he goes to collect the bowl, he finds that the food hasn't moved at all. He has reached the stage of forgetting to eat and sleep. Jiang Gan is very worried and runs to tell Joey, but Joey just smiles and doesn't eat if he doesn't eat, Let him go. In contrast, Jiang Guo is more like Mo Qiaoxu's mother. She is always worried about him. Instead, Joey is more and more open-minded and sometimes doesn't ask him for a few days.

Su Xuandong originally wanted to change Mo Qiaoxu's surname to Su, but Joey firmly opposed it. He had to give up. Slowly, the priests and Witches of Wutu knew that Mo Qiaoxu was actually the son of Mo Xiling and a small genetic mutant. Everyone was full of curiosity about him. Every time he came out, everyone would look at him with novel eyes.

A child born of a genetic mutant and a wolf is actually an ordinary human. He doesn't have the same white skin and red lips as a genetic mutant, nor does he look strong and ruddy like a werewolf. He has thick black hair, white and ruddy skin, black and shiny eyes, towering nose and thin lips. In terms of facial features, he is not as beautiful as moxiling, but his full forehead, His strong chin and resolute eyes made him have a momentum that people can't underestimate.

He has his own momentum and is the stepson of the high priest. Everyone respects him very much. Every time he walks outside, someone always salutes him. Although he is cold, he does not neglect anyone. He will nod his head slightly.

Occasionally, he would stay under a tree and look at the naked roots for a while. Sometimes he would squat down and touch the roots with his fingers, showing an expression of attachment on his face.

In the next six months, he went farther and farther. No one knew that he was going out to explore at night. Su Xuandong knew that he liked to explore. This land was intended to be inherited by him, so let him go and often told him something about black soil.

He didn't know that moqiaoxu had traveled all over the black soil and dropped his blood under all the trees in the black soil. The blood seeped out from the roots and into the ground... They converged from all directions to the same place, like a thin snake swimming towards that place, climbing mountains and rivers, thousands of miles away, Finally, I came to a haggard corpse, and a steady stream of blood watered the gray corpse

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During this period, Tang Jiehe incorporated all the genetic mutants in Asia, Europe and Oceania into his own team and became a famous King of genetic mutants. Of course, his conquest is not over, and there are still some hard to eat Americas and Africa, but it is not enough for him. Several clans in America have sent letters to him to show their obedience, As long as he drives his troops and pretends, it is estimated that he will win a complete victory and win the genetic mutants in the whole America in a short time.

But things were not as he thought. Just after he set foot on the American continent, he encountered an attack. Although there were not many people on the other side, it came fiercely and quickly. He left after fighting. He lost more than ten troops at once, which was also heavy.

Tang Jiehe was a conceited man. He had a smooth journey. Today, he was suddenly hit hard, which made him angry. Concentrate your troops to break them all, but when you get to the place, the whole stronghold is empty, and even an old, weak, women and children are not left. Genetic mutants can't change when they are old. Every clan must have a stronghold to place them. Now they have been evacuated so clean, it seems that they have made preparations long ago.

This is not surprising. It is no secret that Tang swallowed up the genetic mutants of other clans. The genetic mutants all over the world were involved. The war did not affect any place. They had plenty of time to evacuate.

Tang Jiehe became more and more angry when he was attacked by the sneak attack. He sent all the main forces and scattered around to find the whereabouts of the other party.

However, the opponent is not simple. He is familiar with the environment and seems to be fighting guerrillas. He has nibbled away his large army a little, and the people who sent out explorers have never returned.

Tang Jiehe knew that he had met strong enemies, but there were only a few genetic mutants in America. He knew about them before he came and didn't think there was any powerful role among them. Genetic mutants were all creatures with high IQ. He could think of what the other party could think of, but now he was obviously at a disadvantage.

Just when he was in trouble, there was news that his nest was occupied by unknown troops. However, the other party did not indiscriminately kill innocent people, but temporarily plunged all the Tang people into darkness. They rescued the clan occupied by him and restored the original surname. Some lords were killed, and the people elected new Lords.

It took Tang Jiehe two years to win the war. In just two months, he returned all his achievements.

The other party probably used some way to block the news. When Tang Jiehe knew, the general situation was gone. He could not go back to fight the fire. He was also trapped in a jungle with only his own Tang family guard soldiers around him.

The team he led was originally a mixed team, and a large number of people succumbed under his oppressive policy. Now he lost profits, and those people scattered, and soon there was no one left.

Tang Jiehe was puzzled. He had strong troops, sufficient materials and a good hand in leading the war. Why did he suddenly become such a situation.

It's said that the other party's leader is a mysterious man. All the rescued clans are willing to submit to him. Many people voluntarily join his team. They call him the king.

Tang Jiehe was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He was the real king. He was the descendant of the king. What was that inexplicable man? He dared to think of himself as a king!

He wanted to go back and meet the man, but he was trapped here. The number of people who surrounded the outside seemed to have surpassed him. It was impossible to attack, but the other party didn't rush in to kill, just trapped them, nothing else.

People with genetic mutations have reserves in their bodies and will not starve to death if they are trapped for a few days, but Tang Jiehe is not a calm person. If the other party doesn't come in, he rushes out.

Like a trapped animal, he plunged into the trap set by the other party, and the other party used the terrain as a cover to nail all the Tang people into gray mummies almost effortlessly.

The Tang clan fell down layer by layer, with thick silver needles in their chest, and fell to the ground and quickly turned into a mummy. Tang Jiehe was stunned at this scene.

Finally, it was his turn. When the thick silver needle was about to insert into his heart, he stopped, "I want to see your Lord."

The other party was surprised, "do you want to see Wang?"

"Wang?" He asked in surprise, "which king?"

"We have only one king?" The other party looked at him contemptuously, "don't you want to be king because you started the war and killed so many people? Unfortunately, you can't even compare with a finger of the king. "

Tang Jiehe was very persistent and with his unique pride, "I am Lord Tang and the descendants of the king. I am qualified to see him."

"You want to see the king. The king doesn't necessarily want to see you." The man hesitated. "I'll ask."

Tang Jiehe stood in the encirclement. At his feet was a gray corpse clan. Soon, he would become one of them. Maybe he would see the sun again in three or five hundred years. Maybe, in this life, he would be with the darkness.

Suddenly, there was a gap in the circle. A tall man came in with a cold voice, "I heard you wanted to see me?"

When Tang Jiehe looked up, all his arrogance and pride faded from his face in an instant.