Bug Master In Doomsday

In a gloomy warehouse, two dozen people in black crouched quietly together, signing sign language to each other, communicating silently.

The three blacksmiths in the corner of the warehouse who were bound by iron chains collapsed to the ground, apparently in a coma.

"Crunch!" The heavy wooden door was slowly opened, and a vigorous figure suddenly came in from the door.

The slightly closed eyes of the middle-aged man with different pupils slowly opened, and then the urn said: "Just received the master's order, we don't need to leave the city now, but wait for an opportunity to prepare for a new task!"

"All we have to do now is wait! Wait for the task to be released! Do you understand?"

Twenty or so people in black put their index fingers and thumbs on the lips of the insect mask and made a special and strange gesture. The middle-aged man with different pupils nodded, and his opened eyes slowly closed again. .....

In front of the most central building in Nandie City, Wang Mang held an incomparable evil dragon halberd in one hand, indifferently looking at the hundreds of fully armed and murderous guards around him.

He smiled suddenly, pointed to a guard who seemed to be the leader, and said coldly: "Your city lord's frame is really big, why? I'm here to talk about business, and you want a group of guards to protect it?"

"Your Excellency, it's really not the right time for you to come. Just now there was a big fire in North City.

Immediately afterwards, two highly respected masters in the city were also taken away by a group of people in black. These things happened within an hour after you came. Are you really going to say something? "

The middle-aged man wearing a bright silver armor squinted at Wang Mang with a weird tone. The fifth-level elementary aura of his whole body instantly escaped, and that powerful aura was approaching Wang Mang, as if to let him know how powerful it was!

"Haha!" Wang Mang sneered twice, feeling the aura, and the sarcasm in the sneer became more and more obvious. "Go tell your host, I'm called Wang Mang!"

"Wang Mang? Is he well-known? Do you think it's in a TV series? Young man! Don't be too mad, you know?!"

The middle-aged guard smiled disdainfully, pointed at Wang Mang in the air, and shook the heavy knife in his hand, "I advise you to tell all you know as soon as possible, so as not to endure unnecessary pain!"

The middle-aged guard scolded again, and the indecent color on his face almost overflowed. If it weren't for the man and woman in front of him who looked a bit of a background, he wouldn't stand here and talk so much nonsense!

"Big...Brother! That...that...the strongest man in the battle power ranking list is also called Wang Mang..."

A cringing guard approached the middle-aged man and said with a trembling voice. When he looked at Wang Mang again, there was a trace of unspeakable horror in his eyes.

"Zhang Lan, do you think this group of **** should be killed directly, or should it be used as cannon fodder after controlling it?"

Wang Mang danced the evil dragon halberd in Wu's hand casually, and the surging evil aura lurking in his body like a deep sea suddenly released, and the air in a radius of 100 meters seemed to drop a few degrees.

The biting cold air pierced the face of the middle-aged guard like a needle, his expression finally changed, and an emotion called fear appeared on his face.

Standing next to Wang Mang, Zhang Lan looked at the group of guards around and sighed quietly, her eyes as if she was looking at a fool.

"Brother Mang, do whatever you want, anyway, these guards are not blacksmiths, and they are not very useful to us. You can make up for one after you kill."