"Mother Rong, bald and weak, take them down!"
At this moment, Ye Meng's childish voice of milky milk sounded instantly.
"Yes, Master Meng!"
Sister Rong and the bald and weak two responded.
Immediately, the two with a hideous look, slowly pressed towards Nice and the others.
Wei Yifeng behind Ye Meng's eyes widened.
With his cultivation base, he just didn't realize how this old woman and bald man appeared before him.
So in his heart, he was surprised and puzzled.
When Ye Meng recruited monsters earlier, there were somehow other-dimensional gates, and those monsters also walked out of the gate.
Although it seems abrupt, it is not unacceptable.
But now, before the appearance of Mother Rong and the bald and weak, there was no sign at all, as if the two appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.
This made Wei Yifeng surprised, and he felt a solemn feeling in his heart for no reason.
But what makes him thankful is that he doesn't have to face Rongma and the bald weak.
"It seems that this group of mercenaries are going to be unlucky!"
Wei Yifeng laughed happily in his heart.
At the same time, Nis, who had been staring at Mother Rong and the bald and weak, silent, finally spoke.
"Scarlet Sickle Nice, and a member of the Death Team, I have seen two of them."
What Nis said was quite polite. It wasn't that he was a counselor, but that he had been in the Ten Thousand Realms all the year round, which gave him an instinct.
In the face of unfamiliar strong people, or unknown things, instinctively keep a little cautious.
"Boy, the set is almost useless, your bald and weak uncle will not eat this set!"
The bald weakly cracked his mouth and replied. While speaking, he started the chainsaw in his hand.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
The roar of the motor broke the silence.
Nice's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was secretly guarded.
The team members behind him almost changed their faces and were shocked.
If you say that they were before, they somewhat looked down on these two old women and bald men who didn't have the slightest breath of power in their bodies.
So now at this meeting, everyone has not dared to underestimate each other.
"The bald head is weak, so talk about that kid, do it!"
Mother Rong on the side gave him a dissatisfied look after hearing the bald and weak words.
"Yes, yes, what the mother taught!"
Being bald and weak, he didn't dare to provoke Madam Rong, he immediately bowed his waist and replied.
Immediately, the bald head was weak, so he didn't dare to talk more, waved the chainsaw, and slashed into the void.
Stabbed!
The next moment, the void was torn apart in an instant, revealing a dark crack, which looked creepy.
"hiss!"
When everyone saw this, they all took a breath, and a chill rushed straight into their foreheads from the soles of their feet.
This wretched bald head is really terrifying!
Holding the weird weapon like this, with a random swipe, it cut a crack in the void.
Nice only felt that the hairs were standing up, his scalp was numb, and his hands and feet were cold.
It was terrible, especially when he faced the sharp edge of a bald weak chainsaw. This feeling of heart palpitations made him even more frightened.
"My lord, if you have something to say..."
Nis stepped back slightly, and blurted out subconsciously.
"If you have something to say? Are you worthy?"
It was Mother Rong who answered Nice, with a gloomy voice.
Immediately after that, she took a gentle step, her hands were already shining with a little golden light.
Mother Rong’s golden needle of terror is about to appear!