Among the ten people in the menstrual group, there are men and women. The men are handsome and the women are beautiful. Just like the race of elves, there is no such thing as ugliness.
But considering South Korea's high-end plastic surgery technology, and considering that as a member of the intelligence organization, his status is not an ordinary person. If you have enough money to enter a plastic surgery hospital, naturally, the faces of these handsome men and beauties will be traceable.
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"We can grab forty plaques, that's our ability. Whether you can keep the plaques in your hands depends on your own ability." Belloman grinned with his teeth and squinted eyes.
Blood Thorn remained silent and looked shocked.
Looking at the people who came with him, Voodoo Zenbu, Mir, Belia and others were also among them. The only one who did not appear was Rost. After that guy was seriously injured by the Red Lotus Goddess, he was directly
Personnel from the Union College carried it out.
Seeing that Belloman had no intention of letting his group go, a female student from the menstrual regimen couldn't help but look at the blood thorn for help.
"Brother Bloodthorn, you...do you also want to be with this Belloman?"
"Haha, I'm sorry. We are in an alliance now, just like the Secret Service and your menstrual group were in the past. Therefore, what the noble group wants to do, of course, also represents the attitude of the Secret Service." The person who said this was not
It's a blood thorn, but Odin: Tros. This guy, who is a Vatican Paladin, may be slightly inferior to Voodoo Zenbu and the others in terms of strength, but he is indeed the second best among the Secret Service students.
handle.
"Okay, since these few people are determined to snatch our plaques, we have nothing to say." The student headed by the menstrual group nodded with a bitter smile, and then took a step back honestly.
He threw the plaque around his waist into the snow.
The opponent was a large team composed of Blood Thorn, Belloman, Voodoo Zenbu and others, and their escape route was blocked. The students of the menstrual regiment had no choice at all.
Following the leader, the student threw away the plaque. The other nine menstruation group students also threw the plaque on the ground with helpless expressions.
Just when Belloman was smiling and about to pick up the plaque on the ground, a golden light came from a distance and immediately forced Belloman to move away.
"Who is it?" Belloman looked at the direction of the golden light with a vigilant expression.