Bug Master In Doomsday

When the knife is held in the hand, it is the most deterrent. Once the sharp knife is stabbed out, the fear will change into a taste.

"Our battle with the cultivators this time can be regarded as a great victory. Nearly thirty high-level cultivators died in our hands! This is the first battle in the face of aggression. We succeeded and we won. !

But... the price we paid is also sad. The two compatriots who fought together were conspired by the cultivator's despicable means...

But their glory will always be remembered by mankind, and the organization will reward them for their contributions in battle. "

The corners of the middle-aged supernatural beings' eyes are a little red, but the shouting shouts are generous and powerful. This battle is the first encounter with the power of the cultivator, the first victory!

Countless honors await them in Gushan City. When they are dressed in heavy armor and triumphantly, the shouts and praises of countless people will greet them.

The young children in the city will sing the songs of their victory, the church will engrave their heroic deeds next to the murals of God, and everyone will know that they are heroes!

In fact, it is true. When the eight corpses with stiff limbs and twisted limbs were transported to Gushan City, the people in the city boiled over. They rushed to meet the triumphant supernatural powers, pulling on the guard railing and watching it strangely. One by one deadly cultivators.

"Hey! Old grandson, look, those cultivators still have prisms on their eyebrows! They really have things like zombies on their foreheads."

"Bah! This group of cultivators are all beasts. It is good to die. If you don't know how many innocent people will be harmed when you live, let the heroes of Gushan City kill well."

One after another, the praises made the triumphant supernaturalists laugh at the corners of their mouths, and their faces were flushed. Even the armor that was usually heavy and dignified seemed to be much lighter at this moment.

The guards in charge of maintaining the order of the Gushan City square deliberately coldly saw this noisy scene, trying to help maintain order. It stands to reason that they should urge this group of supernaturalists to leave the square as soon as possible. After all, the order of the square is maintained. Very troublesome.

But at the moment of glory of the brothers, how could they, and how willing to interrupt it.

Their faces were cold while maintaining order, but occasionally when I glanced at the colleague who was shining in the sun, they would often give a compliment from the bottom of their hearts!

"You guys did a good job! Really good!"

With a smile on Wang Mang’s face, he patted the young man in front of him with admiration. The superpower who was patted on the shoulder straightened his back. The excitement on his slightly fleshy face was uncontrollable, almost overflowing. Coming like this.

Wang Mang's soft gaze swept over the dozens of earth-type supernatural powers present, and occasionally a few. There were still some black and gray mud spots on the neck skin revealed in the gap between their armors. It seemed that he was too anxious when he washed his face. Before I had time to wipe the neck carefully.

He saw it in his eyes, then solemnly patted the leading middle-aged supernatural power, smiled slightly, and nodded to him.

"You did a good job. I watched your video recordings. That trick is really good. Your talent was neglected before.

In the future, I will form a special team of earth-type supernatural powers, and you will help me manage it. How would you like it? "

Wang Mang's gentle smile already had a more precious meaning in the eyes of this no longer a young person with supernatural powers. The scholar died for the confidant. This sentence makes a lot of sense.