Super God Gene

Fang Mingquan was very depressed recently. As a reporter, he used to have a program related to the sanctuary of God in the official community of Skynet. Although it is not very hot, it is also a small name, and the program is in a rising period. There is still a lot of potential.

As a result, because of the above sentence, he was transferred to the remote four-line planet Luo Jiaxing, saying that it is good to hear, that is to develop a new market, to say that it is difficult to understand, that is, he Fang Ming has blocked the way of others, was given a foot Kicked out.

According to Fang Mingquan’s knowledge, his program now belongs to a relative who has just graduated, a little boy who doesn’t understand anything, and the program’s loyal audience has asked for a new exchange of Fang Mingquan to host the show. However, there is no use of the fart, but still the little boy is hosting, Fang Mingquan is very clear, he is impossible to go back.

This place of Luojiaxing, with few resources and far away from the central star field, where there is any big news to dig, Fang Ming has been coming for a few months, that is, mixed life, doing some small star interviews that make him disgusted all day, Fang Mingquan Sometimes I hate to step on the faces of the little stars, the little stars of the fart, and what they are like, one is bigger than the big star shelves, it is really disgusting.

"How can I leave this ghost place!" Fang Mingquan walked aimlessly on the street, holding a metal jug in his hand and giving himself a drink from time to time.

Although some are decadent, but a pair of eyes are subconsciously looking around because of professional habits.

Suddenly, the surrounding area became dark, followed by huge explosive films and intense fire. As an excellent reporter, Fang Mingquan completely opened the imaging device with conditional reflection.

"The Shura's aircraft!" When Fang Mingquan saw the aircraft, he suddenly jumped into the heart and quickly ran toward the nearest tall building in the building. He ran and photographed the aircraft.

Soon, Fang Mingquan and Han Sen both found the little girl, and when he saw the Shura from the aircraft, he was shocked and happy.

The joy is that the sky really fell off the pie. In the rear of the alliance of Luojiaxing, there will be a flying aircraft of the Shura, and the Shura from the inside is actually a golden aristocrat. This is simply heaven. Give him a chance to turn around so that he can catch such a big news.

But the same, Fang Mingquan is also worried about the fate of the little girl.

However, as a professional reporter, Fang Mingquan did not hesitate to directly connect his new column in the official website of Skynet, and directly opened the live broadcast.

The most realistic image was synchronized in Skynet. Although Fang Mingquan wanted to say who was going to save the child, but as a professional reporter, he did not even send out a voice, but only faithfully recorded it.

When I saw the Shura people slamming into the head of the little girl, looking at the little girl’s frightened face, Fang Mingquan couldn’t help but cry: “Who will save this child!”

However, no one can give him a response. The rescue team has not arrived yet. Even if an average person has an aircraft, it is impossible to save people at that height.

boom!

A pair of golden wings were reflected in the image, followed by a majestic figure, holding the little girl into her arms, while a golden palm grabbed the knife's blade.

The blood whispered down the blade of the sword, and Fang Mingquan only felt that his whole heart seemed to stop beating.

"Someone saved the child..." After the reaction, Fang Mingquan screamed with excitement.

Han Sen took the blade for a moment, and his heart was shocked. The blood armor could not withstand the sharpness of the Shura people's sword. His palm was hurt by the blade. Although it was only a shallow scar, he let him know the front. This Shura is definitely not a character that can be easily defeated.

Hansen took the little girl to fly back, and between the huge wings, Hansen flew for dozens of meters.

However, Hansen felt fiercely behind a chill, and quickly turned and looked at it. He saw that the Shura people’s hands raised their knives and the sword was almost on his back.

Hansen bit his teeth, his wings made a roundabout in the air, forcibly avoiding the attack of the Shura people, and the Shura people rushed past Hansen, their feet on the wall of the building, and quickly rushed to Hansen.

"Is this guy a flea?" Hansen turned and flew to the side of the building, shattering the window glass and sending the little girl in his arms.

However, Hansen glanced at the room and found that there was actually a classroom in which dozens of children were shivering in the corner.

"Damn." Hansen couldn't think too much. The Shura people's movements were too fast. They had already rushed to Hansen with a sword, and they smashed toward Hansen.

Hansen can avoid this knife, but when he is ready to move, his body suddenly stops. He is behind the classroom. If he is now away, the Shura people will rush into the classroom. There are dozens of children in the middle. Now that this Shura people have penetrated into the enemy army, he has no way to live. He must have killed enough of one and killed two to make a mind, let him rush into the classroom, the consequences are simply Unimaginable.

Hansen’s heart was worried, facing the swords of the Shura people, but only flickered sideways, and punched the past with Shu Quan’s face.

The Shura people were slightly surprised. They didn't think that Hansen didn't even evade. This knife didn't use the limit. Even so, he broke into Hansen's shoulder. The blood armor did not completely block the blade. Rubbing against the bones, making a dull sound.

At the same time, Han Sen also slammed into the face of the Shura people. The Shura people who leaned on the body leaned back, but his toes actually hooked the alloy frame on the wall and suddenly came back and wanted to take it. The sword on Hansen's shoulder was pulled out.

Han Sen was willing to let him pull out, locked the Shura people's palms with one hand, and another fist banged to the Shura people's throat again.

The mask of the Shura people did not know what the material was made. Just now Hansen punched it and did not even crack the mask.

The Shura people were also welcome, and they punched Hansen’s chest.

Two people are entangled, you punch me a punch, violently squatting on the other side, just a few punches, Han Sen can not help but spurt a big mouth of blood.

"Why don't you avoid it? Since he has the ability to fly, he can clearly avoid it?" Fang Ming was puzzled.

The same confusing, there are those who pay attention to the live broadcast of Fang Ming's new column.