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Chapter 134 I, a native of my motherland, am a good person

Looking at the red demon rolling in the sky, those in the distance couldn't help but stop and watch, their eyes full of shock. The power of a general has reached this level. What is the difference between this and ghosts and gods?

"There are such fierce generals in the world!"

Yuan Shao stood on the head of the village, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was itching like a kitten scratching its paws. In this troubled world, a peerless warrior is much better than a peerless beauty.

I'm afraid only Yan Liang Wen Chou, whom he wants to recruit, can resist such a fierce general.

"Today's military commanders are getting more and more amazing~"

Yuan Shao looked down at his palm, and there was a faint glimmer of light on it. This was his recently awakened talent. Once he used it, he could recruit talented people. He thought it was an incredible skill, but he was the only one who had awakened it.

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But when I saw them today, I looked at Lu Bu, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Liu Bei. They all seemed to have awakened their innate skills, and their power was comparable to that of gods and demons. I suddenly felt that my own innate skills were dull and colorless.

"I, the fourth and third prince of the Yuan family, have countless disciples. I was born to be a master. I only need to control military commanders and civil servants. So what if those mud-legged guys are talented and powerful?"

Yuan Shao held it tightly. He secretly felt his desire for the four Lu Bu. As long as he defeated them, he could upgrade his innate skills.

Defeat them!

I, Yuan Shao, will definitely be able to honor my ancestors and rank among the three nobles!

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[Congratulations on joining the Small World chat group, have a happy chat! 】

"What?"

Black robe pickets.

The motherland man was giving a passionate speech in the crowd, and suddenly a voice sounded in his mind, which made him look dull.

"What chat group?"

"Is it a trick of someone with super powers?"

The motherland man stood there with a slight frown on his face, then a few hands touched his chest, wandering around there, mopping him upright.

"Oh my God! Look at his strong muscles! He must be more powerful than my husband!"

Seeing the intoxicated look on the old fat woman in front of him, the man from the motherland almost vomited, but in public, he could only suppress the urge to burn the old fat woman to death with a single glance, with a kind smile on his face, "Ah

Ah, I usually exercise hard just to protect peace."

The people of the motherland forced a smile, made gestures with their hands, and posed for a few photos with them. Then they waved their hands, and in the eyes of everyone who exclaimed, they flew straight up, straight into the sky, and returned to the high-rise buildings.

top.

As soon as he entered the room, his expression became extremely cold. He turned around and pointed his middle finger at the crowd below, cursing fiercely, "Fuck! Old fat pig!"

"Hey, Homelander! You have a document to sign!"

At this time, a woman in black secretary uniform walked over slowly, her posture was very enchanting, "This month you participated in seven speeches, shot six short videos, worked for a total of thirteen days, and the total calculated salary was one thousand

three million……"

The woman was still nagging, "Hurry up and sign it. I still have to go through the procedures to avoid tax legally. The people at the tax bureau are simply vampires..."

"I'm so angry right now! I don't want to sign these things!"

"Why are you still acting like a child?"

The woman was a little helpless. She put the documents on the table and slowly leaned forward. She touched the chest of the motherland with her small hands, gave her an ambiguous look, and then squatted down slowly and skillfully.

People from the motherland: (￣△￣)

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Three hours later, the motherland man calmed down his irritable mood. He crossed his legs, leaned on the chair, and looked at the small world chat group in front of him.

A chat box that can be projected in front of your eyes looks like a technological product, but it also feels like a superpower.

Is it true or false?

The motherland man immediately stood up and walked towards the R&D department. If something like this happened, he would directly ask Vought Company about it, and they would solve the matter for him.

Before he could reach it, he met a panicked locomotive on the corridor with blood stains on his body. "Boss, I just killed a woman on the road. It seems that someone took a picture of her."

"Fuck!"

The people of the motherland were instantly furious. They grabbed the locomotive's neck with their arms and smashed him into the wall.

That ferocious face, those red pupils like the eyes of a devil, made the locomotive tremble with fear.

The people of the motherland have always regarded the Super Seven as their own. As a popular traffic and the focus of the entire world, the Super Seven must not be allowed to have any stain!

This idiot locomotive not only killed someone, but also had someone film it, bastard! If it were posted online, it would definitely cause a huge sensation and would definitely cause trouble for the Super Seven.

When he thought of this, the eyes of the motherland became extremely scarlet, and anger spread in his heart. He wished he could just shoot the locomotive to death, this idiot with a head on his butt!

The speed is so fast, why not just snatch all the mobile phones of passers-by?!

idiot!

"Keep him!" A hand was placed on the shoulder of the motherland. The person who came was none other than Xuan Qing. She glanced at the locomotive lightly, "There is still room for change in this matter. As long as the locomotive sincerely apologizes,

If we spend more money, this matter can be suppressed. If you kill him, the effect will not be good."

The motherland man thought for a moment, turned into a locomotive and put it down. He said with a cold face, "In six hours, if I don't see your apology before dark, and the news and public opinion change, I will personally twist your head."

Seven hundred and twenty degrees, stuff it into your anus!"

He slowly left with a cold look on his face, and walked straight into the door. The R&D personnel inside were ready, and after a series of blood test equipment analysis...

"Sorry, Mr. Motherland, you are in extremely good health. You have not detected any ingredients in hallucinogenic drugs, and there are no related lesions in your brain."

"The database does not record data on people with superpowers who can create hallucinations."

"People of the motherland, we recommend that you see a psychiatrist. Maybe this is his psychological field. Do you need to make an appointment in the afternoon?"

The people of the motherland ignored them and turned around to leave. They were lost in thought and entered the chat group, looking at the strange functions and the strange QQ store.

"Recharge membership, recharge Q coins, speed up cultivation? It's useless."

"Technology products? These are useless."

"A weird devil fruit that can give people super powers?"

The eyes of the motherland suddenly brightened up. He continued to look down and suddenly saw a strange QQ store.

"This QQ store only provides one service. You only need 999,999 Q coins to accept me as your father!"

What?

The people of the motherland are buzzing. They spend money to find someone to be their father. You are more of a motherland than I am!

He unceremoniously clicked on the homepage to see who was so arrogant. His soul suddenly changed to a world of nothingness and a bright starry sky.

He saw an indescribable mountain standing in front of the people of the motherland. He raised his head with difficulty and suddenly found that the mountain looked familiar.

Why does it look like a toe...

"A wandering little broken ball, a member of the Starry Sky Protoss. He is a hundred thousand miles tall and weighs a quadrillion tons. He can be either male or female. He can be your father or your mother. All he needs is ninety-ninety-ninety-nine Q coins.

!”

The people of the motherland fell into silence. Sorry to bother you!

(End of chapter)