MTL - Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

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Ningshu ink out and go, Ann and my heart quite envious of, if not the body of work he wants to follow up.

Whatever you do, stay in this place is better than good, Sang Liang crazy, the atmosphere became quite strange organization, depression and madness.

General under the surging lava heat, you never know when the volcano erupted.

It shares the outbreak would certainly spread to a lot of people, just living in this organization, it is bound to be affected to.

He is dead or alive do not know.

Like the ink out, like, far away, to avoid the organization, maybe a good thing.

Ink out a fire that is under the Ann species, hope Fengyun fire can burn down, I hope the seed to take root, is a seed of hope.

Ann will be a lot of hopes are parked to the ink out of the body, he involuntarily, unable to do things that are out of ink required to do.

This time, he led the army as a person, and certainly can not leave his goal too.

Originally Sang Liang went mad, if he do something out of things to stimulate Liang Sang Sang good time to have to slaughter.

Sang Liang has nothing to fear, and did not care whether downsizing the organization.

And to organize the present situation, it can not digest so much effort was planes have been abandoned, it was certainly the task was abandoned.

So, dead or undead is good for Sang are no different.

As Taishu, probably did not care about life and death of the soul.

It seems that Uncle's condition is really bad. Even if the situation is not so bad, I am afraid it is not good.

She Anhe exhaled and turned to see Sang Liang standing next to her. She was startled. "You are here."

I didn't have any movement, and I didn't know how long it had been, or I kept watching silently.

Did you see him talking to Ning Shu?

Zhu Sangliang glanced at the guilty Anhe and asked, "What about people?"

Lu Anhe: "Go away."

Wu Sangliang took a deep breath, and again, it has been several times.

He has no Lord in front of him, and this anger can only be vented to Anhe.

Wu Sangliang said indifferently: "You talked to her very much. What did you say?"

Lu Anhe: ...

I knew it, I knew it was so.

You Sangliang, please be awake, can't he even talk to Ning Shu?

Do you want them to fight with your enemies?

Sorry, he really ca n’t fight with the enemy, and he ca n’t fight with the enemy, but he needs Ning Shu's help now.

Wu Sangliang made trouble without reason, but it did not mean that he had to comply.

From beginning to end, he and Ning Shu have no conflict of interest, class conflict and hatred.

Wu An and Wuyan showed a smirk, and Sang Liang said, "Why don't you go with her? There seems to be a thoroughfare on his side."

Lu Anhe: ...

Tong Sangliang looked at An He, and An He opened his mouth and said, "I don't know what Tongtian Avenue is. I only know what I should do. You tell me what I have done, and I am doing it."

Wu Sangliang wanted the whole organization to have a high degree of unity of thought, but it did not give the conditions for the mind to take root. In such a place with high blood pressure, survival is primary and everything else is secondary.

生命 When life can not be guaranteed, no spirit, no feelings, or even blood donation exist.

They cannot live for this organization, die for this organization, they are tools.

You regard us as tools, and you want our tools to be loyal and loyal, even to our thinking.

It's too difficult.

Anyway, get some corporate culture or something, instill ideas and concepts, a little empathy, maybe someone really wants to contribute to the organization.

You are so simple and rude, but want us to return the most passionate emotion and dedication.

Alas, many are difficult and stressful.

Lu'an and this **** man know that they must not let the people under their own hands chill, no matter they are merit and soul strength.

桑 And Sang Liang tried his best to squeeze, and in turn asked others to live for them and die for them.

Who has such a low price?

I ca n’t give something like tenderness, and it ’s good to give more benefits. There are not many people who want to change their rebellion in the comfort zone.

人 Because people are afraid of change, most people don't want to change when there is a variable, which means that when risks and gains are disproportionate.

Alas, they are slaves, talking about welfare and warmth, maybe in Uncle Sang Liang's heart, that's over.

In this case, everyone just needs to talk about the interests coldly.

When talking about benefits, you must talk to people about feelings.

Now when An He talks to Sang Liang, she feels very fucked.

Wu Sangliang meant this as if he had betrayed the organization.

He talked about betrayal and not betrayal. Did he kneel down and pledge allegiance to the organization?

He didn't!

Wu Sangliang said, "Let's also work together for a long time."

Lu Anhe answered, "It's been a long time, and I don't remember it."

"If something really happened to the organization, I hope you have a good future. If you think Ning Shu is a good future, go for it."

Is this ironic?

咋 Listening so weird?

He won't answer this kind of stalk. The ghost knows what Sang Liang is thinking, and is he going to do something again?

Tentative?

An He is too lazy to say such words of loyalty. After all, this organization is about to give up on them. What loyalty is it?

I'm afraid to sniff at it.

In this case, what loyalty do you show?

I said again. He had private communication and contact with Ning Shu. This cannot be denied.

Silence is best.

Wu Sangliang didn't care what Anhe said. The thought in his mind was not important. He asked, "Which direction is going?"

Su An and Suddenly broke out in your heart. What kind of situation do you want to catch up with?

If you see ink and clear, mulberry good will kill angry ink out of it? Ink out can not be dead.

Sang good look at him, look sharp: "? Which direction they go up"

They?

Sang said it is good to know go with the ink out and Ningshu.

Ann and quivering fingers out, "went in that direction."

Sang did not look good look at him, straight away, Ann pursed his lips, fingers grasped the other hand, "It's persistent."

The two men met a ghost that will not fight.

But fighting has nothing to do, just Ningshu sorted Taishu positive, mulberry good fight should not be a problem now.

Ann does not worry Sang good, but ...... he feared the ink out that way.

Although Sang Liang beat Ningshu, but the play-off ink out that way, it makes death the ink out.

If you talk to what has gone wrong, bad luck is certainly the ink out.