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Chapter 242 anxious

Sun Duoxiang turned his head and looked over. The person who spoke was a big man with ugly scars like centipedes on his face.

This big man was none other than Li Duhuai, who was originally recognized by the Martial God Guild as the strongest master after Lin Ming.

Originally, before Sun Duoxiang came, Li Duhuai was very successful in the guild, and no one supported him.

Ever since Sun Duoxiang came in, many people have changed their minds and started praising Sun Duoxiang.

In fact, under normal circumstances, this is nothing. After all, if Sun Duoxiang really kills a type III general monster, then there is nothing wrong with him and he has to be polite.

But the problem is that no matter how Li Duhuai looked, he never saw that Sun Duoxiang was a master. In addition, Sun Duoxiang had been in the Martial God Guild for some time, and he had never seen him take action from the beginning to the end.

Whenever something comes to him, this guy will find all kinds of excuses to evade. He is a typical person who only eats but doesn't poop.

Now everyone is bullying me, and this guy is still procrastinating.

He was now more and more convinced that this guy was just an embroidered pillow.

Sun Duoxiang knew that he was in the wrong and did not argue with the right person. He simply chose to ignore his words to avoid making more mistakes.

However, in the eyes of others, Sun Duoxiang didn't bother to argue with Li Duhuai. His magnanimity and demeanor were really beyond words, so they all tried to persuade Li Duhuai.

"Brother Li, please say a few words."

"Yes, we are all our own people."

...

"You think I want to talk about him? I just think he can't be reused!"

Li Duhuai was not afraid of offending Sun Duoxiang, as he had already offended him long ago.

"Li Duhuai has had enough, stop talking."

At this time, Lin Yao came over with a group of extraordinary people.

After everyone saw it, they hurriedly greeted: "Hello Vice President Lin Yao, hello Commander Lin Haijun, and hello Commander Lin Yuxin."'

At this time, there were three core members of the entire Martial God Guild.

The president of Wushen is Lin Haotian, and his younger brother Lin Yao is the vice president.

The oldest one, Lin Ming (male), 30 years old, commander of the First Army, serves as deputy general manager of Wushen Group.

The second child, Lin Hai (male), age 28, is the commander of the Second Army.

The third child, Lin Yuxin (female), age 26, commander of the Third Army.

The fourth child, Lin Muxi (male), age 25, commander of the Fourth Army.

Lao Wu, Lin Zhihan (male), age 24, commander of the Fifth Army.

Lao Liu, Lin Yixuan (male), age 21, commander of the Sixth Army.

Lao Qi, Lin Xiaoyu (female), age 19, commander of the Seventh Army.

Faced with so many senior executives in front of him, Li Duhuai had no intention of calming down. Instead, he became more and more excited as he talked.

"Vice President Lin Yao, I'm really angry. We are all anxious to death. This guy is still shouting that he is not anxious. I think he is just a coward."

At this time, a very beautiful woman with fair skin, long black hair, a nervous smile on her lips, and a second-generation red individual soldier mechanical armor let out a harsh laugh.

"Interesting, since you don't think so highly of Li Duhuai, then just kill him."

Hearing the words of the woman in front of them, everyone present felt chills and their expressions became very abnormal. But no one dared to say anything. The woman who spoke was none other than Lin Xiaoyu, the seventh daughter of the Lin family! Although her fighting power is not the strongest in the guild

, but she is definitely the most dangerous in everyone's mind, because this seventh lady is a neurotic.

Lin Yao said to Lin Xiaoyu calmly: "Don't cause trouble."

"Is there anything wrong with what I said? The best way to test doubt is practice. If Sun Duoxiang is strong, then Li Duhuai will be killed. He will pay the price for his arrogance. If Sun Duoxiang has no ability,

Then it will just be cleared away."

Lin Xiaoyu looked straight at Sun Duoxiang.

Under normal circumstances, if a beautiful woman looked at Sun Duoxiang so directly, he would have become optimistic. But now he was looking at her and his back felt cold and he had goosebumps.

This little girl really dared to chop herself up for no reason.

"Okay, stop making trouble. We are all our own people. Now those bastards from the Shi Shen Guild have gone too far. They robbed our mining area, occupied our base, and even insulted our people. This hatred is irreconcilable. The president already knows

Yes, he said it and allowed us to give it a try. Now all the guild’s major legions have mobilized elites to help, and this time we will make those people pay a heavy price!"

Lin Yao did not continue to provoke Lin Xiaoyu, but directly started talking about business and changed the topic.

Sure enough, when everyone heard Lin Yao's words, everyone immediately became excited.

"Vice President Lin Yao, we are ready to go and kill those bastards!"

"Okay, let's get started!"

Lin Yao took a deep breath, this time he will lead the team himself!

Sun Duoxiang swallowed hard. He actually wanted to cry. The problem was that too many people were staring at him, and he didn't even cry.

He kept shouting in his heart: "Brother, where are you? You don't really care about me anymore, do you?"

At this time, everyone present ran towards their mecha, each weapon was activated, and the large army was about to set off.

Sun Duoxiang could only chase his duck into battle. He awkwardly got on the second-generation mecha, the Tear Claw, and followed the others.

After a long time, the Martial God Guild assembled tens of thousands of its most elite troops and arrived at the last stronghold on the edge of the Yuechuan Plain.

In the distance, gunfire filled the sky with black smoke billowing from the battlefield.

Lin Dong, the director of the Martial God Guild who was responsible for guarding the stronghold, saw the reinforcements gathered and rushed forward excitedly.

"Sir Lin Yao, you are finally here. We can no longer hold the front line. There are too many people on the other side."

"Why panic, we are here!"

Lin Yao was very calm.

"Yes, it's my lord."

Lin Dong responded quickly.

Lin Yao turned to look at the various legion commanders behind him, and began to issue combat missions: "Lin Hai, lead your people to bypass the left wing and attack the opponent from there."

"Take orders!"

Lin Hai responded without any ambiguity.

"Lin Yuxin, lead your troops to block the attack from the right wing!"

"Lin Xiaoyu, you and your mobile troops will find a way to go around the opponent's back and destroy the opponent's fire position. Our air force will try to contain the opponent's air force as much as possible."

"I see."

Lin Xiaoyu replied excitedly.

"What about the main battlefield? That guy Mo Baoke is killing everyone. He is simply unstoppable!"

Lin Dong swallowed and asked.

When Lin Yao heard this, he felt that it was very difficult. He knew that even Lin Ming had been defeated by the opponent, so he looked at Sun Duoxiang.

Unfortunately, Sun Duoxiang was simply absent-minded. Sun Duoxiang, who was sitting in the Tear Claw mecha, was paying attention to his surroundings. He was looking for traces of Su Mo.

Lin Yao also had a headache when he saw that Sun Duoxiang didn't respond at all.

Why does this guy have such a weird temperament? He couldn't wait to express his opinion, so he could only ask shamelessly.

"Sun Duoxiang, how about you personally lead the team to contain the opponent?"

When Sun Duoxiang heard Lin Yao's words, his head was buzzing. He swallowed hard and replied shamelessly.

"not the right time yet."


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