Bug Master In Doomsday

"That's it!" The determined face of the man in the tiger pattern mask showed a sudden look hidden under the bronze mask. No wonder, if it weren't for the accident of the teleportation channel, how could this little stranger with no wagon wheel on his head be? Appeared in this tightly guarded Gushan City.

"Come on, little guy, I'll take you to find your father and your people."

The cruel man with a crossed knife scar on his face gave him a somewhat helpless look. Seeing that the little guy shrank and didn't dare to come over, his brows couldn't help but frowned.

The cruel man simply waved his hand, and the faint purple fluorescence instantly enveloped the sloppy little guy with a little smell on his body. There was a crisp blast of air, and the two disappeared in front of everyone.

The spine was straight, and the deputy captain at the forefront of the ten-man squad, who was at the forefront of the team, turned around and solemnly issued the order to accept the team, ‘pop! Snapped! Snapped! The ten-person team took regular and heavy steps and left neatly.

"Tsk tut, it's also a patrol team. The elites drawn from the base are better trained than ours!" The soldier with the lion pattern embedded in the bronze mask gave two praises and looked at the team that disappeared at the corner. The words could not help showing a sense of appreciation and admiration.

"The ranks of the brothers are indeed beautiful, but let's not pretend to be arrogant. Think about our team's last offensive and defensive battle to besieged and killed the werewolves in the secret realm. How fun was it? Xiao Wang killed 17 of them!

Let me tell you quietly that our team will wait for the end of this meeting, and we will have a chance to win the collective third-class medal at the award ceremony! "

"Hehehe, okay!" Holding a heavy shotgun, Xiao Wang, who was strong like a load-bearing wall, smiled honestly, touched his hard and thick head armor, and was caught by a werewolf during the last offensive and defensive battle. I lost a piece of my scalp holding my hair, and now I think about it, it still feels itchy.

The man in the tiger mask smiled and looked at his four brothers. How do you say this feeling, just like the oldest brother smiling and watching the younger brothers gradually show off, he is very pleased that he is sensible. .

It’s all a fateful friendship. For more than two years, the comrades who have blocked the knife and used the cover on the battlefield are no different from his close relatives in his heart. He smiled and waved his hands. "Don't think about it now. You should patrol well and wait for this. The meeting is over, I invite you to drink and eat skewers!"

"Good! Captain is awesome!"

"Captain! I want to eat roasted pork kidneys and leeks. I'd better have two dozen more oysters!"

"Hehe, do you want a strong man to lock a man at night?"

A group of five people joking and slapped their farts, and they sometimes hurt each other. When they walked to a dark and damp alley, there was a cry of a little timidity and some fear from the alley: "You guys Ok... I seem to be lost! This is not my home, where is this place?"

The smiles behind the five masks came to an abrupt end, and their expressions slowly became stiff, without ordering, they all raised the shotguns in their hands, flipped the bolts, and installed special large fire dragon bullets in an instant. Bullets are far out of the scope of shot bombs, and they are more appropriately called grenade.

"Who are you! Come out from the shadows! Stand in the sun!" The tiger mask man shouted loudly, and he had a terrifying and unbelievable thought in his heart!