Bug Master In Doomsday

After Bing Luo finished speaking, she looked at the kneeling people coldly before turning around and leaving.

After Bingluo disappeared, the eight kneeling people seemed to be fished out of the water, their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, and some of their hair was wet with sweat.

The situation of Tyrant Gun is better, but the clothes on his back are a little wet.

He stood up straight, closed his eyes slightly, and took a sharp breath, as if sighing for the luck of the rest of his life.

He opened his eyes and looked at Wang Mang with a smile, "Boy, you're a bit of a way out. The three masters of time and space have already seen through your little tricks. They didn't reveal you, but let you go. Why on earth? what!"

The voice of Tyrant Gun fell, and the other spell masters also looked at Wang Mang with interest.

They were also extremely curious about the process of that incident. What good was it that allowed the three spell masters to conceal this horrible crime for him!

Wang Mang sneered, took a chair and sat down, glanced around and said:

"Seniors don't have to be curious anymore. Even if you ask me, I won't say anything. When do you plan to give my hush money?!"

Tyrant waved his hand casually, "This is a little bit about life benefits. We won't go wrong. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will ask someone to send you a thousand sets of standard armor and weapons. The rest can only be forged. you!"

Wang Mang nodded, basically satisfied with Ba Qiang’s response.

I took such a big risk because of these 5,000 sets of standard armor. If this group of people intends to go wrong, I can’t say I’m going to die with them!

Ba Qiang also understood this, and didn't think of denying, instead, he walked towards the upper head softly in a comfortable mood.

Looking at the position of supremacy, Tyrannical Gun grinned and sat down directly.

"Brother Wang Mang, tell me what is missing in the future, what we can give, is absolutely unambiguous!" Tyrant waved his hand proudly, as if sitting in this position, he had everything!

Wang Mang also felt amused when he looked at the look of Tyrant Gun.

How cruel was this being reprimanded by the Bai official before he was alive, just as soon as he sat in that position, he became forgetful?

Regarding Tyrant Gun’s words, Wang Mang also smiled and nodded in agreement, "Then I will trouble Senior Tyrant Gunner and seniors!"

Presumably without the leadership and restraint of the white officials, and the rest of his life, everyone's mood has also become lighter. Unexpectedly, no one rebuts the words of the tyrant.

After all, the entire time and space belonged to the nine of them, and when Wang Mang left after a few years, wouldn't the time and space be the eight of them who had the final say? What is the point of still entangled in these small profits?

"Drink, drink, let's join in the grand event today, or we will never get drunk!"

A surgeon's face flushed with excitement and clapped his hands, calling out a few beautiful ladies.

After a little bit, before the low table for a few people, there are several more delicate and tempting delicious dishes, and the wine with plenty of energy is also served in several jars.

"Everyone is toasting to Brother Wang Mang with a glass of wine. Without Brother Wang Mang, there would be no banquet today!"

Several surgeons with flushed faces and holding wine glasses stood up with their backs on their backs, smiled and raised their glasses to Wang Mang.

"Yes! It is necessary to respect Brother Wang Mang, then the first glass of wine in this banquet is to respect the courage of Brother Wang Mang. Without Brother Wang Mang, we are still living a hard life now!"

Ba Qiang smiled and stood up from the collapse, holding the mellow golden wine glass in his hand, and the seven surgeons all around stood up together, smiling at Wang Mang, and holding up the wine glass!