When he heard the name of Wang Mang, the one-man suddenly felt a wave in his heart. Wang Mang is the adult of the corpse king. Is this man really under his command?

The one horned man frowned and said in a cold voice to the team leader beside him:

"people can't kill, the other hand has to be abandoned for me, otherwise he will have to do something!"

The leader of the team nodded, and the crossbow machine in both hands aimed at Ma Yiqiang's shoulder on the other arm,

"whew!" A sharp and short shot sounded, but the five or six inch long crossbow shot on his shoulder in an instant,

the dark arrow seemed to be quenched with poison. In the blink of an eye, it corroded most of the intact shoulder!

The broken arm holding a silver grenade suddenly fell to the ground, Ma Yiqiang's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened, and a kind of extreme corrosion pain instantly invaded his mind,

he convulsed, fell to the ground stiff, and his throat kept sending out several hoarse growls,

the leader of the first team who shot the crossbow made a surprise to his subordinates The man nodded knowingly and ran to Ma Yiqiang. He pressed his hand tightly and hit him on the back of the neck with a bang. Ma Yiqiang turned his eyes and fainted.

"take it back and let the corpse King see if this man is lying!"

The one horned man glanced at Ma Yiqiang, and then ordered his men to go to the cottage to search for booty,

they didn't come here in vain to carry out the task, after all, they were just zombies, not puppets, but also equipped with weapons to devour blood!

"Lord Hui, you've packed everything you can take away!"

"Good! It's just ten o'clock. It took an hour to wipe out the three forces. It's still a little slow. It could have been faster! "

The one horned man shook his head slightly, as if he was not satisfied. He waved to the twenty black robed men standing in the courtyard and disappeared into the night with them.

in the basement of the small western style building, Qian Xiaobai leaned back on a soft chair, frowned and looked at a man with broken arms and coma in front of him.

after staring at a little, he turned to the one horned man beside him and said:“ Old three, you say that this comatose person, his eldest brother is Wang Mang? "

The one horned man definitely nodded, "yes, the corpse king, this is the last sentence that this man called out at the last moment, and he also named Wang Mang, who is the third in combat power!"

"Although I have some doubts in my heart, I'd like to bring this man back for you to verify it!"

Qian Xiaobai responded with a slight nod, "don't say you don't believe it, even I don't believe it. When will brother Mang's men turn to be such rubbish?"

"Forget it, old three, wake him up, I'll ask him a few words!" Qian Xiaobai waved his hand and asked the one-man beside him to wake up the comatose Ma Yiqiang,

"bang!" There was a dull noise, and the one-man punched Ma Yiqiang in his belly. Ma Yiqiang, who was still in a coma, coughed twice and vomited a mouthful of thick blood.

"you said your boss was Wang Mang? Do you know what weapon he used? "

Ma Yiqiang had just been awakened by severe pain when he heard such a question in his ear. He looked up at Qian Xiaobai leaning on the soft chair, and his eyes suddenly showed a trace of fear. He closed his eyes and began to think hard.