"So much?"

Han Ming is obviously surprised, his eyes are a bit dull, he feels his brain has been unable to turn around.

He had experienced the process of evolution. He really didn't want to experience it again. It was a thousand times more severe than any previous pain.

And these people are, even two delicate women are also evolutors, which makes him have to be shocked.

However, Han Ming is Han Ming. After many years of killing career, his mind is very strong, and he soon calms down, and he catches an important message.

"The Lord of the city?"

Calm down, Han Ming, some puzzled eyes in di Ping and Yue lie body flow.

"Yes, our city of refuge now has a population of more than 3000. There are more than 500 combat team members and more than 10 light evolutors. How about that? Do you want to join us

Yue lie looks at Han Ming with a joking smile.

Han Ming is surprised again, isn't he on earth? How did the city Lord come up with this?

He felt that today's day's horror was more than the sum of the past 20 years. He had experienced something that ordinary people could not experience, but he still could not keep calm.

Yue lie is more comfortable looking at Han Ming, whose face is struggling and his eyes are beating. He is not happy with Han Ming, a young man who always pretends to be so deep that nothing seems to arouse his mood.

Is Han Ming's performance normal now?

Yue lie was very satisfied with the accident he had created. He sat on his seat and watched Han Ming's face change.

"Lord of the city!"

Finally, Han Ming's heart was big enough. After a while, his strength slowed down. He stood up again and saluted Diping respectfully.

"Don't listen to this boy. Call him dick!"

Di Ping smiles and waves his hand, stops Han Ming from saluting and signals him to sit down.

Sitting down again, Han Ming's attitude is obviously more restrained. Whether it is the strength of the person in front of him or the powerful force behind him, he should look forward to.

In the dark world where Han Ming walks, he understands the importance of power. In the underground world, he can only be regarded as a lone walker, and he is also a person at the lowest level. He says that killers are pleasant to listen to, and to put it bluntly, cannon fodder is a thug.

In the face of some big forces, they do not dare to fight against them. Some underground big forces, with sufficient manpower and abundant funds, want to kill themselves. That's a matter of minutes.

In their killer industry, the top people are just the horses raised by people, not to mention themselves?

He was trained by his master when he was young, and the master is a killer. He can't resist to enter this industry. Once he enters the business, he lives in the dark world all day long, without seeing any light.

For five years, he was tired of it. Otherwise, he would not have gone to such a small town to eat and die. He would only live like a person, not a ghost.

In front of him, the smiling young man was already the leader of one side of power, and he had a powerful strength that made him feel palpitating.

With his keen sense of killer, he can feel the strong evil spirit lingering on Diping, which makes him feel palpitation.

He knew that it was the accumulation of countless blood on his hands.

Moreover, none of you here has any strength under yourself. The fluctuation of Qi and blood on everyone is much stronger than yourself.

In the heart that only a little bit of pride in an instant, this last world has changed, too many strong.

His strength is not enough to see, and it is not an embarrassing thing to submit to the strong.

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