Starting from the spirit cage and crossing the heavens

Lighthouse supplies distribution room.

"Wait here for a moment. After we finish loading and unloading the supplies, you may have to go with me to meet the city lord." Mark turned to Zhang Mo and said.

His appearance and everything about him are full of mystery.

In the spreading Mana ecosystem, it is a miracle that there are still survivors on the ground.

And his powerful and strange abilities are all issues worth exploring.

If the lighthouse can learn something from it, it will undoubtedly be a major breakthrough in exploring the hope of survival in the apocalypse.

"No problem, you go ahead and do your work first. I'll take a look everywhere." Zhang Mo nodded and said there was no problem. It was just an expected thing. The soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth.

Looking around the entire material distribution room, everyone is performing their duties and all work is being carried out in an orderly manner.

Things that the entire lighthouse depends on are stored here. It is the most important and most heavily defended place in the lighthouse.

"Idol, come here quickly!"

Not far away, Erica waved to herself loudly and shouted. Around her, the elite hunters were sitting together.

"What? What's the matter?"

"Nothing, guess what we were just discussing?" Erica raised her eyebrows and pretended to be mysterious.

"What are we discussing?" Zhang Mo's eyelids twitched, how do I know this?

"We are discussing what you look like. Idol, you are so violent, you must be very handsome. I have been betting on high-end food for three days." Erica looked at Zhang Mo's iron-blooded mask with great anticipation.

"I bet on high-end meals for five days." Feixue raised his head and glanced at Zhang Mo, then said lightly: "You are ugly."

"I won't suppress you anymore. Bo Wan, the handsome man in the hunter, is undoubtedly me." Mo Cheng smiled with a confident smile on his face, but on the other hand, this was a deliberate attempt to provoke Zhang Mo into submission.

"What do I look like?" Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Actually, I am not confident at all in my own strength, but when it comes to appearance..."

"Wow, you are so violent and you are not confident yet? How handsome do you have to be as an idol? Let me see." Erica stood up excitedly with stars in her eyes.

"It's just bragging. It's hard to imagine that you have anything to do with being handsome." Feixue crossed her arms, crossed her legs, and lifted her black high-heeled shoes up and down.

"Hey, okay, since you all said so, I'll take off the mask, but I can only watch it for a while. If you miss it, you won't have the chance."

As Zhang Mo put his hand on the iron-blooded mask, everyone's eyes also moved.

Their eyes were fixed on the mask, afraid of missing every moment.

The moment Zhang Mo took off the mask, Erica's snow-white face suddenly turned red, her big watery eyes didn't dare to blink for a moment, and her whole person was stagnant in place.

Mo Cheng, who was sitting next to Erica, looked at it and looked like he was beating his chest, feeling deeply shocked and unable to accept it, "My man Bowan..."

Looking at Feixue again, I don't know when, her hands holding her chest had dropped, her crossed legs had been lowered silently, and she was sitting upright in her seat.

As if feeling Zhang Mo's gaze, she quickly turned her head away, looking embarrassed.

"What are you talking about?"

Ran Bing finished her work and came over. The moment she saw Zhang Mo's face, her face as white as snow suddenly turned pink, and even her vision became illusive.

When she rubbed her eyes and wanted to look again, Zhang Mo had already put on the iron-blooded mask.

"As a man, I am ashamed. I feel the deep malice of this world." Jeff sighed and left here.

"It's so tragic that a man can be so handsome..."

"I have said that my appearance is better than my strength, but you still don't believe it." Zhang Mo stabilized his mask and looked at their dull expressions with great satisfaction.

What can I do if I am born with a handsome face? Apart from my lovely readers, who dares to compete with me?

"Ah! Why do you hit me? What did I do wrong?"

At this time, screams suddenly came along with questions, which immediately attracted the attention of Zhang Mo and others.

They stopped chatting and stepped forward one after another to see what was going on.

"Ah? 4068! Why are they beating people?"

4277 looked at 4068 who was already covered in bruises and wanted to rush to stop him but was stopped by 4079.

"stop."

Seeing that the number of floggings was sufficient, a strong man holding a magnetic storm battle ax, wearing an exoskeleton armor, a red robe with a strong religious atmosphere, and carrying a mysterious mechanical box on his back said in a deep voice.

The priest holding the whip in his hand stopped what he was doing as soon as he heard Shalifu's order.

"The law of the lighthouse stipulates that ordinary people have no right to touch the weapons of the upper people in any form. Violators will be punished with twelve lashes."

A woman twisted her butt and stepped forward a few steps in high heels. She looked down at the bruised 4068 with a cold voice and no emotion in her heart, without any compassion.

She wears a mask that covers her face, and the solid top highlights her cold and restrained aura, which is in sharp contrast to the sexy skirt-like lower body.

Unifying the contradictions of openness and order with herself, as a bearer of light, she is the enforcer of the lighthouse laws and will never tolerate anyone who defies the laws of the lighthouse and blasphemes the Lord of Light and Shadow.

"I...I saw those pole-devouring beasts attacking us, so I took up arms to resist. I helped them!"

Bang.

Another whip came, and the tough-tongued 4068 was knocked to the ground by the whip.

"Lord Heguangzhe, this kid is stubborn, why don't you take him back to the discipline school and discipline him well."

As soon as the priest finished speaking, he raised the whip in his hand, and when he was about to strike it down, he found that his hand was firmly grasped by someone.

A huge force came, and the law priest in his hand fell to the ground. The law priest struggled painfully, looked at the man wearing a strange mask in front of him, and slapped him.

"Good fellow, there is no one who dares to slap me in the face."

Faced with this slap without hesitation, Zhang Mo could see that these so-called legal priests were obviously used to being arrogant and domineering.

With the other hand, he grabbed the left hand that the law priest had hit. Zhang Mo exerted slight force with both hands, only to hear two crisp sounds of "click", and the law priest's hands were easily broken.

"Ah! Ah~ my hand... my hand is broken..."

Looking at the Law Priest who was kneeling on the ground and screaming, Zhang Mo kicked him out again. With this kick, he flew directly out of the material distribution room, hit the steel wall and fell unconscious.

Shalifu on the side saw him and was about to step forward, but was stopped by the Light Bearer.

"Brother Zhang Mo, leave this matter to me."

Mark and others came over after hearing the news and frowned when they saw the priest who was kicked away.