The End Of The World: Mythical Recovers, And The Start Is Fierce And Strange

"Let's go, don't keep people waiting."

Ma Baoguo led a group of senior officials from the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance outside the base.

There are several people waiting here.

They are Gao Limao of the Sixth Military Region.

Wang Guoshun of the Eleventh Military Region.

Deng Ping, Ninth Military Region.

They were followed by bodyguards, all of whom were from various war zones without exception.

As for those large survivor forces, they are naturally unwilling to take a dip in this muddy water.

In this case, no matter what the reason is, it is a timely help for the ancient martial arts alliance.

Among them, Gao Limao's face was the palest, and he was leaning closely against Zuo Yuan.

He really didn't want to come to such a haunted place.

He didn't even understand why the Sixth Military Region would send a scum like him here. If he encountered any danger...

When he thought of this, his fat belly trembled.

The two people next to him from the 11th and 9th Military Regions were both high-ranking military generals, with tall and straight figures and wearing military uniforms.

Gao Limao suppressed the fear in his heart and decided to chat to relax.

"Major General Wang, why are you here too... Where is Xiao Jiang?"

He looked at Wang Guoshun beside him and said somewhat flatteringly.

These two people from the 11th Military Region and the 9th Military Region are both big shots to me!

He is at the middle level at best in the Sixth Military Region.

Wang Guoshun glanced at him and said coldly.

"Locked up."

The leader sent Jiang Fan over to discuss the purchase of mutual exchange resources with the Sixth Military Region. Jiang Fan ran away without authorization and disappeared. He was imprisoned after returning.

Deng Ping looked at the wounded who were being transported continuously, his eyes a little unbearable.

"I don't know what they mean. If these wounded people are not taken back for treatment, I'm afraid they won't survive long."

They came this time without bringing much manpower and firepower. After all, they were far apart. It was not easy to send people to transport the survivors in Rihama City.

"Have the people from the Ancient Martial Alliance not arrived yet?" Deng Ping murmured.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time!" But at this moment, before anyone arrived, the voice of Ma Baoguo came. With a hypocritical smile on his face, he stepped forward politely and said.

"This time there was a tsunami in Rihama City. The generals came from thousands of miles away to serve the country and the people. We really admire them greatly!"

Ma Baoguo came to the three of them and praised them in admiration.

Gao Limao chuckled, and just as he was about to speak, Wang Guo beside him said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean by the ancient martial arts alliance? Spreading the news that support is needed. The leader of our district cannot bear to see the survivors in Bin City in dire straits, so he specially sent us to come to support and send these survivors to a safe place."

"On the other hand, why did you suddenly change your mind and regret it now?"

The time and resources consumed in this round trip is no joke!

Ma Baoguo couldn't help but change his face when he came up with such a biting and clear question.

The 11th Military Region is a thorn in the side...

He said haha.

"The sea water has receded, and it is not us who have the final say in this matter, but President Zhong Yushu."

"What about others?" Deng Ping asked.

Ma Baoguo: "You should be back soon..."

To be honest, he was not sure, because he heard from the returning superpowers that Zhong Yushu and Xiao Yang were dealing with the Xi beast at the moment.

"Let me show you the current situation first..."

Wang Guoshun snorted coldly and said nothing.

…

Under the leadership of Ma Baoguo.

Wang Guoshun's face became increasingly ugly.

I have long heard that some large forces have a lot of supplies, not even much worse than military regions.

But when I saw so many materials submerged in the sea, as well as the airtight walls that were cast around them.

I felt even more unhappy.

said coldly.

"The Ancient Martial Alliance is really capable. Do you want to become the 13th military region?"

"Do you think the top brass of the major military regions don't know about your little thoughts? Even these survivors can't be protected. If the war regions and the central government are not able to get away now, if you don't surrender, when everything is stable , no one can escape by then!”

There are now only twelve military regions in the country. The end of the world has come and order has collapsed. Just like those alien overlords, countless powerful superpowers want to establish a force of their own.

This is why the big and careful survivor forces like Lion and Longgang are particularly eager to develop, because when everything is in place and the major military regions take action, small forces are simply vulnerable to them.

Wang Guoshun's remarks made Ma Baoguo break into cold sweat. After all, he was not Mr. Zhong. Although he was not an ordinary person, he could not withstand the oppression of the major general of the military region.

"This, this, this..." Ma Baoguo's beard trembled,

In the rear, the father of Yang Suiyu, the heir to the Yang family's gun, stepped forward and saluted without saying a word.

"We in the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance are very grateful for your support, but we still have to wait for Mr. Zhong to come back before we can make a final decision on these matters."

"Besides, according to what I pointed out, the major military regions may not all be on their own terms, right?" Yang Yun said calmly.

Wang Guoshun narrowed his eyes, but this time he didn't speak.

Behind each major military region are the figures of the central bosses. The distance between each place is really too far. If the 12 military regions work together, it will be the turn of these ambitious survivors to become kings. It will be early. Just merge the whole thing.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gao Limao acted like a good old man and laughed.

"Okay, okay, business is important. Just wait, I'll probably be back soon."

A group of people returned to wait outside the Ancient Martial Alliance.

About ten minutes passed.

Finally, I saw the returning figure of Mr. Zhong and others in the distance.

Seeing his son back, Yang Yun in the crowd couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

And Gao Limao's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, and his whole person felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

He pointed in the direction of Chen Mo with trembling hands, his teeth chattering.

"This, this, this..."

"Xiao Zuo, is he that... that..."

"Chen Mo." Zuo Yuan's face turned serious for a moment.

After receiving the confirmation, Gao Limao immediately had no intention of staying here at all. His little eyes widened and the boss hurriedly pulled Zuo Yuandao.

"Let's go...Xiao Zuo, let's go, let's go..."

This God of Death is actually here. No one else knows. Doesn’t he know how those four thousand people died?

Wang Guoshun on the side noticed this scene and couldn't help but frowned.

"What’s wrong with you?"

…

At this moment, Mr. Zhong naturally noticed the group of people waiting outside.

Looking from a distance, Qin Wenzhong said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Zhong is from the Sixth, Ninth and Eleventh Military Regions."

Mr. Zhong nodded and said calmly.

"Let's go there."

But when he said this, as if he thought of something, he turned to look at Chen Mo and whispered softly.

"My friend, will it be inconvenient for the people from the Sixth Military Region to be there?"

He knew that Chen Mo was in conflict with the Sixth Military Region, and he was afraid that the situation would be difficult to handle after a while.

Chen Mo naturally noticed the person standing there.

The pot-bellied Gao Limao, and next to him was Zuo Yuan, the top combat power of the Sixth Military District in his previous life, who had the [Collapse] power.

Chen Mo waved his hand carelessly and said calmly.

"It doesn't matter."

After all, he was also a member of the Sixth War Zone in his previous life, and he still understood Gao Limao's character.

He bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong, and is most afraid of death. Whenever something happens, he is the quickest to run away.

It was impossible for him not to know that the Sixth Military Region had suffered such a big loss. He was afraid that his soul would be frightened when he saw him, so how could he dare to attack him on the spot?

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