MTL - Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Zhao Anhe could only keep contacting Mo Ming, but did not get any reply from Mo Ming.

Luan and his opponent said, "Go and bring Mo Ming's nameplate for me to see."

If something really happens, the soul on the nameplate should dissipate.

Zhao Anhe frowned and looked at the nameplate. The soul on the nameplate was still there, but why didn't Mo Ming reply.

What is it that makes him unable to reply?

Lu Anhe dropped the nameplate and no longer paid attention to Mo Ming. In a word, Sang Liang was tired of breaking his leg.

Now An He doesn't want to mess with Mo Ming. After that, the uncle hasn't appeared, and he doesn't care about how the uncle is.

Sang Sangliang is also the same as before, and the Sang Sang looks the same, but Anhe does not want to mess with Sang Liang, and finds reasons to be approved once.

I always felt that Sang Liang was holding his breath.

For the big brothers of the organization, it is not rare to do such a bit of soul power, they have no shortage of soul power.

They are unwilling to work, and would rather spend a little merit directly avoiding this kind of labor, this feeling of exhaustion, they have not felt it for a long time.

But merit is inevitable to do such labor, seriously doubting that Sang Liang wanted to torture them.

The rule of the sea is already like this, is it useful to fix this stuff?

But no one dared to raise objections or even stop the project. They just worked and were not qualified to speak.

Even if they are now called gangsters, they are stronger than ordinary taskers.

No matter how strong the cricket ants are, the cricket ants cannot help but obediently.

Even if it is a person who is trying to rebel, now I can only work obediently. It is useless to talk about it, so tired, I don't want to say a word, let alone talk about it.

Rebel group, so far there is probably only that woman, how did she leave this group?

Why does uncle let her go?

To be honest, it is better to organize the crowd than to see the rebel's body in a different place than to be so free, because they are eager and hopeless, but some people succeed.

This feeling is too uncomfortable, too suffering. If she dies, because the rebel group has also been killed, it is better than now, but the people left are more tormented.

I was not tormented by misery, but hope, but this hope was too slim to torture.

Now they really hope, hope ...

The rule of the seas perishes quickly, perishes quickly ...

Uncle Xun died with the sea of ​​rules, and they will be their lives for life and death.

I was restless and roared, as if there was a beast, screaming, screaming, despair and hope intertwined, even with a hint of hatred.

I hate the person who rebelled against the organization, as well as the organization.

Their inner firmness was destroyed, and the remaining blankness was anxious.

何 How tortured and hopeless.

Dead road is approaching, the future is unpredictable!

Wu Sangliang stood at a high place and looked indifferently at these busy taskmen, with a thousand years of impassioned indifference and ruthlessness between his eyebrows.

He turned and left, and if they wanted to leave so much, they wanted to get rid of it.

If they died in the organization, it would seem how indifferent they are.

Without the organization they cursed and the organization they hate, where can they get better, whether it will be a bright future, or more pain.

These souls, which should have been like ants in their lives, quickly dissipated, and finally the souls were consumed in reincarnation.

With different encounters, but hate those who encounter them, can there be white food in the world.

One, two, three.

Sang Liangliang smiled at the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he really hoped that these people would live for a long time. It is better not to die, suffer from homelessness, suffering from weakness, and taste the despair of a dead end.

What is the meaning of the funeral funeral, directly killing it is an instantaneous thing, and only let these souls feel well.

怎么 How could he kill all these souls? That cruel and ruthless name is to be true.

I stepped on the tissues one by one to get the benefits, and in turn blamed them for being ruthless.

It is these souls that are really ruthless and greedy.

Let them do whatever they want, without even cracking down, and let them do whatever they want, not ruthless?

Ha ha……

这些 And those women who are homeless will take it home.

The soul that can't survive in the void, but that woman can turn a blind eye and won't keep it, alas, how cruel? !!

I can keep it. What should she do with such a huge organization and such a complex and changing heart?

I was gentle and caring, didn't she say that they were indifferent and cruel?

Hehe, the guy whose **** decides his head, just afraid to stand in the same position, she will only be more cruel, because only absolute blood can suppress it.

Goodness and tenderness have always been pampered.

What an ironic thing she has become a person she hates, scorns, who has always stood condemned in moral high places.

Yun Ningshu, these souls will give you gifts.

If you do n’t accept it, how cold and ruthless you accept it, see how you treat these souls.

Howling shouted at the free guy.

Sang Liang's face showed disgust.

Zhao Anhe caught up with Sang Liang and saw Sang Liang's cold and ruthless expression. A face seemed to freeze with ice, and her heart shivered.

Wu Sangliang looked at An He, An He, a bloodied man, couldn't hold his eyes.

Although this Sang Liang was a little colder before, it was not as indifferent as it is now. The kind of indifferent eyes looked like ants on the roadside.

Zhe Anhe's heart was hanging in the air, and he was probably sure that they had reached the end.

Life or death, I am afraid they are a matter of words.

Wu Sangliang: "What is it?"

Lu Anhe: "A lot of planes in the direction of the patrol are collapsing. Do you need to deal with it now?"

Many people have been transferred to this side, there are no people there, the plane collapses just like setting off firecrackers.

Wu Sangliang just said, "don't care."

Zhao Anhe's face showed a startled expression, "Do you really care, it's okay."

Wu Sangliang: "What can happen? The plane is old and unsustainable. Death is a very important thing. It is commonplace to be old, sick and dead."

He said that Anhe's heart was cold, and it seems that the organization has given up these planes.

The law is not good, and giving up these planes is a good choice, but ...

The purpose of their existence is for these planes. When these planes disappear, they have no meaning of existence.

They will be abandoned like these planes.

Where do we go from here?

This is a dead end.

Wu Sangliang looked at Anhe, and he seemed to have begun to taste the pain.

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