Xin Ying turned her head and ran quickly: "Why didn't I find it in the past? Why are such a big man still gossiping? He doesn't have any special relationships, he is just an ordinary classmate."

The orangutan ran and chased after him: "The ugly one is an ordinary classmate. He is so handsome in his adult life, and you are so beautiful, and you are not an ordinary classmate no matter how you look at it..."

He wanted to say something, but suddenly saw a light in front of him, stopped thinking, and stopped with Xin Ying and the dancer.

The dancer's voice was low: "The patrol team is ahead. According to the orders of the lord, you don't have to hold back in this battle. We are the first priority to protect us. As long as there is resistance, we will kill on the spot! I will come forward to attract you and you will support you. Remember that we are a war, a violent war to seize power of domination, and you must not have mercy."

Xin Ying nodded slightly. She was a little nervous. She was much more nervous than the other party. Neither the left-handed polymer Zero shock knife nor the right-handed psychic machine gun could comfort her.

This is a murder, and it is likely to be a killing. For Xin Ying, this is a bit cruel.

The dancer was the first to rush forward. This standard mecha really seriously restricted the characteristics of personal combat. Except for the machine gun with its own sexual attributes, almost everyone else is the same, but this also means that everyone has similar combat power.

Although it is not very adaptable, the dancer has to admit that this thing is powerful in combat.

She was like a phantom in the darkness, and she jumped to the patrol team. This was an armed team of about thirty people. The dancer had no mercy and shouted, "Put down the weapon!" while raising the machine gun in his hand, and the psionic bullet poured out.

This is a standard caliber, and there is only one general psychic bomb that can be used. Qi Ping originally wanted to install a psychic rocket launcher for them, but due to technical reasons, it has not yet been formed.

Although the dancer has good intentions and tries not to attack the deadly, a machine gun, a weapon that can be more than 1,000 rounds per minute, is basically either dead or injured even if it does not attack the deadly. The terrifying thing about the psychic bullet is that each bullet is a small unstable compressed psychic group, which will explode...

It was probably between two breaths. Before Xin Ying could adjust her mentality, the dancer had already slaughtered the team in front of her, and there were few people who could truly live.

The gorilla and Xin Ying walked over. The gorilla looked at the dead on the ground and couldn't help but say, "You are still cruel enough. I just plan to rush up and kill a few demonstrations on the spot and then force them to surrender. You are not alone."

Xin Ying looked at the dead on the ground and couldn't help but ask, "Is this war? Are we really going to be so cruel?"

The dancer kept silent for a long time and said after a while: "I think we can use the molecular-level Zero shock knife to charge directly, and try not to use machine guns. It is too psychic..."

In fact, she regretted that the killing was too heavy, but she was embarrassed to admit it, so she could only say so.

After saying that, he rushed to another target, and the gorilla chased after him and said, "I used to say that I always said to you, it seems that I have not adjusted my mentality and have not officially entered the mentality of war..."

Bang!

"Can't you just shut up?"

The sound of the iron fist hitting the helmet, the gorilla felt that his head was dizzy in an instant, not knowing why, but he didn't dare to say more, and could only mumble alone.

Xin Ying followed behind, but she was still struggling in her heart. Is this kind of killing too cruel? She kept reflecting in her heart.

After trying the power of the psychic machine gun, most people in the entire New World Organization tried not to use the psychic machine gun, but instead used the Zero Concussion Knife.

The battle to seize control of the entire Sikkim street went smoothly, but in just one hour, there was no armed resistance from the entire Sikkim street.

Lin Lei was in charge of the command, and he had no doubt about seizing control. The difficulty was never this kind of thing, but the group's subsequent counterattack, and how to manage it here.

Lin Lei has many ideas and wants to practice it, but all of this requires defeating the group's counterattack.

Lin Lei felt that it was not certain whether the group would counterattack, but he must be prepared.

On the other hand, after the Minister of the Imperial College arrived at the group's temporary headquarters, he soon received a report of the urgent situation in Sikkim Street.

As the only minister in Duzhou, he is the natural leader, and everyone else hides in the dark pillar and gives up here temporarily.

"Mr. Minister, please make a decision as soon as possible. The activities organized by the clown are really rampant. I suggest using the foundation to deal with them a fatal blow!"

A subordinate bowed and said.

The minister frowned, he was thinking, would there be a fraud in this?

"The clown sneaked into the sixtieth floor, spyed through the facts of the group, assassinated Meng Huairen, and instigated Deputy Minister Shen's guy. He is very strong, and now he is about to reach the moment of the door in his pupils. If we act rashly, there may be layers of ambush and conspiracy hidden in it! Don't act rashly."

After a long time, the minister made the minister say loudly in the conference room.

The subordinates’ deputy ministers looked at me and I looked at you. One of them asked, “Then let’s just watch like this?”

The minister shook his head and whispered: "We want to do the opposite. We just can't go there. Set up traps here and spend the rest of their time with them!"

He spoke righteously, as if he was going to charge into battle tomorrow.

"Or why we'll try putting a few missiles, anyway, there's still some inventory on the silo."

Another deputy minister suggested.

The minister touched his chin and thought: "Missile, this is OK, you can do it at your discretion."

At this moment, another subordinate suddenly broke in: "Minister, Minister, Minister. A large-scale public murder occurred in the east of the city. Thousands of people have died, and there are terrible bone knives and bone blades everywhere..."

A deputy minister asked, “Have you recorded a video?”

The visitor took out a hard drive and played it directly to the senior executives present: "Yes, yes, this is part of the screen recorded by our helicopter..."

When everyone saw that the entire street east of the city was covered with a terrible sea of ​​bones. The bones emitted a metallic luster and were extremely strange. Countless people were dismembered, one of them seemed to be picking and digging out the remaining warm heart.

The minister made it clear: "This massacre is not casual, it is a purposeful ritual. If I read it correctly, here, here, here are all rituals of cup nature. Someone used the remains of the Black Stone Girl to create the Holy Grail!"

"What are you waiting for? Let's stop it quickly and use the power of the foundation to directly suppress them."

An anxious deputy minister immediately said.

The minister shook his head and touched his beard: "Young people are still too impatient. At this time, we just need to wait. Moreover, the other party is a person who exceeds the limit. If you use the so-called background, you just smash the stone with an egg. This principle applies to the streets of Sikkim. Therefore, we still have to respond to changes in the same way..."

Several deputy ministers looked at the way Minister Ling looked, and they were helpless, but now he was the biggest, so he would do whatever he wanted.

Let the minister have his own ideas: Long Tonglin wants to push me out and fight with others to the end, so that I can become a firefighter, dream! I want to dig deep into the trap here and see who dares to come.

Not to mention this, the launch silo was ready. The deputy minister aimed the missile at the streets of Sikkim and prepared to bomb it casually. Shortly after the missile was launched, it was monitored by flush, who had been waiting here.

Without hesitation, he immediately rushed into the sky on the Fierce Blade Motorcycle, liquefied in mid-air, covering his whole body, and turned into a Fierce Blade Mecha. Under the control of the Book of Refining All Things, the Secret Gold Submachine Gun directly liquefied into a light bazooka. He carried the bazooka in the air and fired it directly. Not only did he blow all the missiles into big fireworks, but he also fired several consecutively into the launch silo, razing the entire launch silo to ruins.

The deputy minister also died on the spot.

After learning about it, the Minister smiled mysteriously, "Who is he? An old man, I've seen so many things like this."

Whoever emerges first in the big ceremony will be unlucky. Be honest and be a turtle, digs a trap, and waits for others to take the bait. This is his kingly tactic.

No one dared to mention anything else when he saw this.

The sky gradually became brighter, and people in Sikkim Street suddenly found that the whole street had changed. A group of people wearing fancy bells and whistles and clown masks began to do their work and organized everyone to hold a meeting.

Lin Lei formed the Sikkim working group and was specifically responsible for the work here. He did not directly implement any kind of elections, which was unrealistic and had too much span.

He summoned everyone to hold a meeting, and under the mobilization of gunfire, everyone arrived reluctantly.

At the conference, he announced the arrangements for the future. For the people in Sikkim Street, they felt that they had just changed a leadership organization. For what Lin Lei said, the cadres would be together with the residents in the future, everyone regarded it as farts, and they did not hear it.

Everyone has watched too much and listened to the high-profile things.

Lin Lei felt that the reaction to the residents was pretty good. He reported to Qiping like this: "Everyone didn't point at us and scolded him very much means he didn't hate us much, and he didn't expect us. It means that he basically regarded us as similar to the group, or even worse. In this way, as long as he made a little achievements, he would make a big improvement in everyone's mind!"

"Then what are you going to do?"

Qi Ping looked at Lin Lei and asked.

"I'm going to start by eating enough and eating well! I'll solve the problem of eating first. As for our new world theory, it's not yet available."

He stared at Qi Ping, his eyes burning, as if he was peeking at the Qi Ping tool.

Qi Ping smiled and said to Lin Lei in a very appreciative way: "Your idea is very right. If the granaries are full, you know etiquette, and if you have enough food and clothing, you know honor and disgrace. Just follow this idea and do your work. It's absolutely right. But what are you going to do in detail?"
Chapter completed!