Warhammer Returns, I wonder why it’s the end of the world

During this period, Liu Zuan's side did not receive any information from Tailang and them.

Although he does not have a mobile phone signal under this ground, he still has a network cable.

I didn't care so much.

Let Ah Hu's little brother be more vigilant and pay attention to the movements upstairs.

There is something to talk about tomorrow.

Tai Lang thinks the same way.

The main purpose of letting Liu Zuan go this time is to help Uncle Chen completely get rid of Liu Zuan's big trouble.

The focus is on Uncle Chen's side.

It was Liu Zuan who looked up to himself too much.

When Uncle Chen came to his senses, he found that Liu Zuan had run into the safe house.

The intense self-blame almost broke him down.

One of the important steps in Tailang's follow-up plan is to obtain the hidden chariot underneath this safe house.

The garage where the chariots are stored is directly connected to a secret exit outside Liujia Village.

When the time comes, it will be opened directly, and even the bridge will not need to be repaired.

Driving to the city is a big job.

Now well, Liu Zuan ran away, the safe house could not be opened, and the chariot was gone.

The safe house and the armed thugs inside will also become a threat to them.

But what Uncle Chen didn't expect was...

When Tailang found Liu Zuan running away, the first time they didn't go to recover Liu Zuan.

The first thing everyone cares about is their injuries.

Touched, my heart was even more remorseful.

It is clear that he was not able to complete the task, and it is clear that he still has the ability to pursue at that time.

But at that time, Uncle Chen's heart was empty, broken, and his brain was blank.

Not only are they not to blame, they simply don't have a little blame.

If it was Liu Zuan, I am afraid that he would have already been scolded to the point of blood, and I can't wait to let him jump into the river to apologize.

And if it weren't for the green pine, they stopped.

Uncle Chen really wanted to shoot himself.

The old man shed his man tears.

He covered his face and cried bitterly, not knowing whether to cry Liu Zuan shooting at himself, or crying too lang too good for himself.

But it should be the latter.

He has been lonely and miserable in his life, and only the old squad leader and his group of comrades-in-arms are kind to him.

"When the time comes, I'll get you a big bang, it's a special kind of power." Tai

Lang persuaded Uncle Chen like this.

Tai Qingsong directly pretended not to know anything, but his eyes were full of care.

The four brats and Zhu Qizheng also said that Liu Zuan was not worth it for that.

Suddenly, Uncle Chen felt as if a group of old comrades-in-arms had gathered around him again.

It is a pity that all of those old comrades-in-arms later died.

On a certain mission, their squad was ambushed, and in the end, only he and the old squad leader survived.

Lao Chen raised his head and looked at the gaze of everyone around him looking at him.

Blame? ridicule, blame, anger, indifference?

Chen Shutong did not see it.

All he saw was the same eyes as his old comrades.

It is expectation, affirmation, tolerance, respect.

It's the next time I surrender my life to your trust.

Uncle Chen was stunned for a long time, and they waited for a long time.

Suddenly, he suddenly woke up to the fact that the people he really should protect were

those who had fought side by side with him.

Liu Zuan is not worth it....

"Ah Lang, I beg you for something. Tai

Lang could actually guess Uncle Chen's request.

I only listened to Uncle Chen mutter.

"Just leave a seed for the old squad leader..." Tai

Lang didn't think about it, and directly agreed.

Looking at Uncle Chen's meaning, he felt that his old squad leader's trumpet had been practiced again, and this was to help the old squad leader who had passed away to practice another trumpet.

If you cultivate it with a little care, you should become an excellent green skin.

It is also by the way that human shrimp is really too troublesome.

The green-skinned boys never pull these parents short.

But Tai Lang, who was originally a human shrimp, will think about things that ordinary greenskins would not think about.

There are very few green skins that are really as fierce and cunning as the second brother Mao, cunning and ferocious.

If it is the Warhammer world of the past life. (Medieval Warhammer)

Everyone fought on several continents.

So how about he leading a bunch of green-skinned boys, it's enough.

Greenskin knows best how to fight, to start a war, to defeat the enemy in front of him.

But they never look for strategy, wary of invisible opponents.

What Tai Lang is looking for, the frame he will do in the future, is likely to be shuttling back and forth in several worlds or even countless worlds.

Just relying on the traditional model, the gathered Waaagh is at most a fist.

The brats under the punch guys will always do uncontrollably what they think is Waaagh.

Green skins with brains cannot be said to be absent, but there are too few.

Because of this, the Greenskin Empire never appeared.

Tai Lang searched....

There is another thing that is shrimp and rice, but green skins are difficult to have.

Now these under him, such as Uncle Chen and the four brats, they will all be their own generals in the future.

I want to play a huge Waaagh that can unleash huge in several worlds at the same time.

It is necessary to cultivate more green skins who can think far and understand strategy like him.

When the time comes, it will be able to grow brats and scatter them all over the place.

Just thinking about it, it already feels quite Waaagh.

Second Brother Mao gave him this opportunity.

When there is anything good about shrimp, it is better to be happy with him and become a green skin.

They all followed him, leading countless brats, world by world.

Waaagh!!!

seems to be thinking a little far....

Coming back to his senses, Uncle Chen was already clenched with his fists, and his bones were clenched and clicked.

He seemed to have made up his mind.

"In the future, I will personally send him this incomplete thing and go down to meet his own father!"

He actually knows better than anyone else.

Now there are only a certain type of people left in the country who can do illegal things with heavy firepower.

And all his original military friends died at the hands of this type of people.

He is good, the old squad leader is good.

The most hated thing in life is that kind of people.

"I will help the old squad leader clean up the portal, and the old squad leader won't blame me." Tai

Lang himself was stunned for a moment, and gave Uncle Chen a thumbs up in his heart.

Now just capture Liu Zuan alive and clean up his cousin's gang.

Things are getting simpler again.

This time they didn't leave any of them, and they killed each other.

Sleep is not necessary to sleep.

Thinking that someone can fight again, where will a few of them sleep, just now all pretended.

But Tai Lang suddenly slapped his head.

"In order to be able to rush in and slaughter them all, you still need to have some preparations. After

that, I went to pick mushrooms.

But they are not idle either.

Finding a clearing, Tai Qing Song held his big steel cane, and under the watchful eyes of others, he actually began to dance.

This is what Tailang taught him.

Try to communicate with dance steps to get the second brother Mao, get blessings, and cast spells.

Just before they started killing, they could let Tai Qingsong experiment with their group.

Of course, if someone else wants to learn, Tailang doesn't mind a few more shamans.

Kun Zi immediately became interested, thinking that I would do the same with this thing!

I don't know where a basketball came from.

"Singing, dancing and basketball have always been my favorites, and I have a set of dance moves that I have come up with, and the second brother Mao will definitely like it." So

he swayed from side to side in his suspenders and moved the basketball around his crotch.

Then I probably wanted to come to a spinning basketball, but failed....

Simply threw off the basketball.

Keep dancing.

It just so happened that Tai Lang came back after collecting mushrooms, even if the wind and rain had been seen, hundreds of years of conquest were inevitably embarrassed in place.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and kicked it away.

"What are you doing..."

Kun Zi cried out in pain, muttering on his mouth.

"This is all my own dance, I always have a feeling, if I come from a better background, my father is in business, my mother is a dancer, cultivated since childhood, and then go to a draft or something will definitely be popular, and then become the top!" and

Tai Qingsong couldn't help but complain in his heart.

If this can all fire, the hens can go to basketball.