Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

"If the extinction-level can be recycled and developed, it will bring great benefits to mankind! Can't you figure this out? What kind of executive officer are you?"

"Everyone has to die, some are lighter than a feather, some are heavier than Mount Tai. I respect the dead! You can burn more paper during the New Year! But the extermination of the family must be recycled!"

"You are an executive officer, you know how precious this door is!!!"

"The total number of families exterminated in the entire world is no more than five! You actually want to let them go, are you crazy!?!"

"Hurry up and kill the King of Hell! If you don't kill him, I will!!!"

"Brother Jiang, you should think about it again..."

"This is the sect leader! What if he trips you up if you don't kill him?"

Jiang Yuan's idea was fiercely opposed by the surviving players.

After all, the ones who died were not themselves, nor their relatives or friends, but just some players they met by chance, and it is difficult for them to empathize.

As for the executive martyrs, they themselves are doing this and will definitely agree with recycling.

As the person in charge was present, the players still spoke in a somewhat decent manner.

But the keyboard warriors who were watching the live broadcast didn't have so many concerns.

When he heard Jiang Yuan say he wanted to marry him, his expression changed immediately, like a tiger whose tail was stepped on, showing all its claws and fangs.

[Oh my god, I’m so anxious! ! ]

[Jiang Shenzi, don’t think that just because we call you the Son of God, you can really go to heaven!!!]

[Dumen?! Are you crazy!!! Only a psychopath would do Dumen. How did such a person get into the security department?!]

[If you don't close the door, how are you going to save the world in the future? ! ]

[Brother Jiang Shenzi! This is a small step for you, but a giant leap for mankind!!! Wake up a little!!!]

【Dududududu your mother ah dah!!】

[I remember now, you were the one who opened the door of Tathagata Buddha last time. You were young at that time, so I forgive you! But this door was broken down by everyone together, so what right do you have to open it!!!]

[Fuck you, you are not accurate!!! You have nothing better to do than eat! Don’t you know how much benefit this door can bring?! What does it matter if a few people die???]

[The more I think about it, the angrier I get. The Buddha's door is a really bad deal! You also saved this one. You just can't stand us using a level-killing door, right? ! ]

[How can you be like this! Don’t talk about my husband like that! ! ]

[That's right, what Jiang Yuan said is not entirely unreasonable, not to mention that he has put in so much effort this time.]

[Besides, our Yuanyuan is the Son of God, kind-hearted, and saving the world is his destiny. He just... has a big vision, and is not as hateful as you say! ]

[Go to hell!! You crazy girls, a bunch of idiots whose values ​​are determined by their appearance! You have played with purple moods too much and you are so stupid! ]

[Where did this stupid white lotus come from! I hate the Holy Mother and the Holy Father the most in my life! Die die die die die die die!!!]

At this time, the executive officers circled the Hall of Yama for half a circle and finally arrived at the scene.

They were standing on the periphery and also disagreed when they heard that Jiang Yuan was going to join the sect.

Lang Zhen shook his head: "Xiao Jiang, you are so confused. In the dictionary of our executives, there is no word like "Dumen"."

High praise: "Well, killing the sect leader is always the only option."

Almost everyone opposed Jiang Yuan's actions, shouting for the King of Hell to die, die immediately! Die immediately!

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to protect the sect leader with difficulty, while the young man in black was on the other side, trying hard to assist.

"Everyone, please calm down and listen to me..."

Jiang Yuan knew that his actions would make people unhappy, but he didn't expect them to be so unhappy.

Everyone was chattering and arguing, and didn't listen to his explanation at all.

Seeing that the players were about to take action themselves, the King of Hell became extremely scared, worrying that the Son of God could not protect him, so he took advantage of the chaos to secretly change his form, intending to transform into a young man and slip away.

But his little tricks could not escape Jiang Yuan's eyes.

He caught a glimpse of the unusual movement and immediately turned around, pulled out the Sangen from his torn sleeve, and hit the King of Hell on the back with the whip.

King of Hell: “Ahhhhh!!!”

The first time he used it, he used too much force, which caused the unfortunate king of hell severe pain and even pierced through his jacket and skirt.

This scene scared the surrounding players and the scene fell silent.

"Yama!"

In the center of the crowd, the Son of God changed his gentle demeanor.

Under his dark forehead, his sword-like brows were tightened, his eyes were shining, he raised the three-watch whip high and issued the first order in his life.

"I command you to become my servant. From now on, you must be loyal to me, serve me, and obey all my orders!"

This was too arrogant, and the King of Hell said dissatisfiedly: "Boy, this is not how you use the King of Hell whip."

"Each order consumes the power of the holder. How can you give such a big order to a Hades..."

Jiang Yuan: "Kneel down."

“Plop!”

The painted-faced King of Hell's knees went weak and he fell uncontrollably to his knees in front of the Son of God in white.

He lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and tried to resist the causal effects of the third watch, but to no avail.

Unprecedented words of humiliation emanated from the King of Hell’s mouth.

"Yes... Master."

In this world, there is nothing more insulting to the King of Hell than becoming someone else's servant.

If there is any chance, the answer is to kneel down and acknowledge the master in women's clothes.

The Painted King of Hell thus became the first servant of the Son of God.

The young man stood beside Jiang Yuan, looking at the embarrassed Wang on the ground. His eyes darkened and a sense of inexplicable emotion arose in his heart.

My brother's, servant...?

The boy's throat felt dry at such a subordinate relationship and he swallowed quietly.