Apocalypse Meltdown

The tyrant of the king is a high-order alien, and the news of the assassination of He Peiyuan’s failure to die at the headquarters of the Hunter League, under the cover of the hunter’s powerful information network, spread all the way to the Duan’s base on the southern border. I was informed of this in the first place.

Most hunters are shocked in this news. The senior hunter they admire is actually a stranger?

Big joke!

Then, many people couldn't help but flustered, and they had doubts about many famous hunters. Will the mysterious hunters who never show their true faces be alienated into the human camp?

When the news was boiling all over the world, the hunting king frowned. "It's so simple to die? Even if it is Bai Yuner, isn't it?"

On the side of Ding Sizhen did not understand: "What is the fate of the dead? What is the record in the senior intelligence of the wolf, the tyrant of the king is not only a heterogeneous, but also a different king!"

Hunting King looked at him: "Because it is a different kind of king, I am surprised. Can you compete with your boss for so many different kings, will it be so easy to die?"

Ding Si blinked his eyes: "Do you suspect that there is fraud?"

What the Hunting King suddenly thought of, said: "Go and check the total ranking of the combat power."

Ding Sizhen also looked bright, turned and left: "I immediately let the intelligence department to check!"

In the White House, White Worth also learned the news in the first time. His eyes were cold and faintly spit out two words: "Waste."

"Yes! That kind of alien king is waste, so little things can't be done well!" Bai Qing's angry curse said: "There is still death in the hunter alliance, then He Peiyuan must not kill it? This kind of waste can also Calling the king?"

White sorrow turned and the cold eyes looked straight at Bai Qing: "I mean, you are a waste."

Bai Qingzhen lived, and he was so surprised that Zhang Dazui couldn’t say a word in the incredible.

How did it become that she was a waste?

White is cold and cold, and there is a anger like a volcano that wants to erupt. The strange king can certainly not die so funny in the headquarters of the Hunter League.

He made a task for the Hunting King in the Hunter League, and asked him to go to the southern border to hold the Duan base at a terrible price. This was originally a tiger with no holes.

However, Wang’s tyrant has acted without authorization. Before the task of Bai’s worries was released, he took the lead in taking a b-class task that made the hunter’s alliance suspicious.

Therefore, after the Hunting King left, the Hunter League headquarters still has the situation of reinforcements. At this time, did He Peiyuan not kill him in the past?

If such a large loophole is exposed, if the alien king can continue to assassinate, it will directly explain a certain problem.

It is simply counting!

After knowing the behaviors of the alien kings, Bai Huan has already figured out some details that he did not care about before. At the same time, he was suddenly realized after being played, and even more worried.

The despicable aliens in the district, dare to play with him? !

The anger makes the white worries with a trace of distortion, let him get to the critical point of anger, an urgent need to find a venting goal!

So it didn't take long before he walked out of the house...

boom!

A loud bang, suddenly blasted.

Behind him, this magnificent hall suddenly became a pile of ruins. The debris of the sky fluttered in the air, and some were still stained with blush.

The white family was alarmed and then rushed to run here.

“Large?”

"what happened?"

"This smell is..."

Some people smelled the **** smell in the ruins, and the noisy voice was quiet. The white family members all looked down and did not dare to continue asking.

Bai Qing died, even if she is not in the white family status, even if her side branch is second only to the shackles, but if it is a white hand, no one dares to ask more.

On the mountain peaks around the headquarters of the Hunter League headquarters, the black and white of the big white snow is extremely conspicuous. It is a silent and quiet zombie. The order is on the fifth stage, and the number is amazing.

They stood quietly and silently in the snow. Many zombies were buried in the snow by heavy snow, but they didn't feel it, just like a dead motion.

At the forefront of this massive zombie group, there are several black robes who are dressed exactly the same, standing on the edge of the cliff. It is not difficult to guess that this is a heterogeneous, the order is still very high, otherwise the number of horrible zombies behind them, who controls them at every turn?

Among the black robes, there is one person who is different. This is a young, thin young man who wears very different clothes. Unlike other aliens, his wrists and neck are exposed. There is no obstruction on the surface.

His face is a little precious, and there is an indescribable sense of freshness, which is strange and contradictory.

The most important thing is that his eyes are not the exotic scarlet, but the dark brown that is indistinguishable from human beings. However, if you look closely, you can see the dark brown in the depth of his pupil. It seems to be a little red.

"I like this place." The young man opened his mouth and opened his mouth to reveal two rows of white teeth: "I want to transform this into a new heterogeneous camp."

A few of the different kinds of dresses behind him were kneeling on one knee and bowed to the young man: "Listen to the command of the king."

This young man, who is indistinguishable from humans and even has the same teeth, is the real heterogeneous king wood leaf.

At this time, a heterogeneous person respectfully said: "The things of the tyrant of the king at the moment are well known. Wang has already reached the tenth order. It has completely become a human being. Can you stretch your hands and feet more unscrupulously?"

Konoha looked at the alien and looked at it with a hint of play: "The idiot will believe that the tyrant of the king is dead. Have you forgotten the power list?"

Hearing this detail, several strangers were shocked: "Isn't it a waste of time for this fake death? We have paid a different price for the ninth-order peak!"

"Who said that it is in vain?" Muye said with a grin: "The tyrant of the king in the Hunter League is a different kind of species. It does not mean that the tyrant of the king on the power list is a different kind, and it does not mean that the one who is in contact with the white family is a different kind of king. ""

Listening to the winding leaves of the wood leaves, several aliens can't pick up the words. They don't remember when, the leaves are so true and false, sometimes even the people around the different kings are I don't know which one is their alien king.

"How about even if I know that I am a different king?" Muye said, his finger on his lips, his smile was strange: "Some people say, but some people believe it? Do you want to open my body and take my heart away?" , take a bite to taste?"

"I have no difference with humans!"