Return from the second dimension

"There is one thing I have to say, the scene when we were fighting just now, the rear command should have seen all of it.

I don't know about others, but Charlie the White Demon, who is in charge of the battle, will definitely be interested in the weapons and storage equipment in your hands.

If I guessed correctly, he would pass a resolution with strong means and dispatch a firing squad to resolve the matter.

We are the prey now, and the firing squad is the hunter, ready to attack.

So you are in a very dangerous situation. Not only must you beware of mutant monsters, you must also be careful of the execution squad."

It was an Alliance monk who was speaking. He had dark, shiny skin, tall and strong, and seemed to be full of explosive power.

On a long watermelon-shaped bald head, with carefully polished human bone ornaments, a pair of silver eyes looks very strange.

Not like a human being, but more like a legendary alien creature.

In fact, the race he is in does have a saying that they are descendants of aliens, and their ancestors came from the vast starry sky.

The identity of this person is the deputy captain. As for the captain who deliberately engaged in trouble, he is now in a different place.

He walked up to Tang Zhen and said his thoughts, making it clear that Tang Zhen's situation was very dangerous.

Tang Zhen nodded and motioned to the other party to continue talking.

"So my suggestion is that you leave the city immediately, because it is really not suitable to stay here for long.

According to the information currently available, there are at least 70 kinds of monsters in the outer areas of the city alone, and each kind of monster is not easy to deal with.

As for the area in the center of the city, it is now completely a restricted area, even if the plane cannot approach it, otherwise it will fall out of control.

In this harsh environment, we have to face the execution of the firing squad. Perhaps we have been wiped out before reaching the center of the city!"

Tang Zhen remained silent, but moved forward slowly, without giving a reply.

Sun Daquan, who was next to him, rolled his eyes strangely, and looked at the other side up and down, full of critical colors.

"I know your origins. You are the cannibal chief of the alien tribe in the legend. I heard that you are not at odds with the monk alliance. Why are you now running dogs?"

When Sun Daquan spoke, his face was full of sarcasm, and his tone was even worse.

No matter where it is, there must be competition, and if these guys bring the controller, they will become Tang Zhen's slaves.

If this group of guys wins the trust of Tang Zhen, then you don't need to guess that they will have a hard time in the future.

As long as the opponent dares to fight for favor, then they must be suppressed immediately, and they must not be allowed to gain power.

The grandmother and others next to the old man sneered secretly after hearing this. They didn't understand Sun Daquan's thoughts and knew he was suppressing competitors.

The monk known as the cannibal chief heard the words, and a cold light flashed in his silver eyes. The monk was not a foolish person, and he could naturally feel the hostility of Sun Daquan.

If it were at other times and places, Sun Daquan dared to speak like this, the two sides would likely break out into a war.

It's just that they have just been enslaved at this time, and there are still serious injuries on their bodies. Even if they really fight, they can't be the opponents of Sun Daquan and others.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads. Although the cannibal chief has not been exposed to Eastern culture, he also knows this truth.

Of course he also knew that Tang Zhen would never allow infighting, which would be tantamount to severing himself.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, the cannibal chief looked at Sun Daquan next to him, and said in a faint tone: "The reason why I joined the monks alliance is to allow my people to live a better life, and to ensure that they will not be caught in such a rapid pace. Abandoned by the age of development.

As for the suggestion made just now, it is for the owner's consideration and also for my own safety considerations.

Our situation is indeed very dangerous. If we cannot take timely response measures, we are likely to suffer serious losses."

When the cannibal chief said this, he closed his mouth and stopped talking, lest he talked too much to arouse Tang Zhen's disgust.

Everything that should be said has been said, and whether Tang Zhen agrees or not is not something he is qualified to interfere.

Once it is self-defeating, it is too late to regret.

Sun Daquan sneered "hehe", although he also thought that the cannibal chief was justified, but he absolutely couldn't admit it.

"You are sitting on a well and watching the sky. You don't know how strong the master is. It sounds reasonable, but in fact it is just greedy for life and fear of death.

By the way, you may not know what sitting on the well is to watch the sky. It means that a toad sits in a well and thinks that the sky is only the size of the mouth of the well. It's so stupid that it is incurable!

Let me ask you, have you seen the kind of weapon your master used before today?

With this weapon, our combat effectiveness will be greatly enhanced, even if a helicopter flies overhead, it can be easily shot down!"

Hearing this, the cannibal chief frowned slightly and shook his head slightly.

"I admit that this weapon is very powerful and can cause harm to monks, but it is only a weapon.

Unless you can equip a legion that can sweep all enemies, it doesn't make much sense."

The cannibal chief was unwilling to show weakness, and said in a faint tone, obviously he would not be easily subdued.

"Dead duck has a hard mouth!"

Sun Daquan sneered coldly, then took out his own medicine and shook it in front of the cannibal chief.

"Then this kind of pill, have you encountered it before?"

The tone of expression when speaking, as if the pill was refined by him, and then rewarded to the cannibal chief.

The eyes of the cannibal chief gleamed with silver light, staring at the pill with unspeakable envy.

He also had a pill just now, but it had already been swallowed to heal his wounds, otherwise he would surely store it well and save his life at the critical moment.

"It's really a magical pill. Even if I add up all my savings, I can't afford one at all.

It's just that no matter how strong the effect of this drug is, it can't directly improve combat effectiveness. If you take it as a reliance, it would be too ridiculous."

The cannibal chief retorted again, it can be said that he refused to give up.

Sun Daquan snorted coldly, put the pill away, and then pointed to the controller on the forehead of the cannibal chief.

"So how do you evaluate this thing?"

After hearing this question, the cannibal chief gave a wry smile, not knowing how to answer.

If the controller is useless, it is pure nonsense. Through the experience just now, he is sure that this kind of thing cannot be cracked at all.

As long as Tang Zhen is willing, he can use them as cannon fodder to launch an assault and use the lives of slaves in exchange for victory in the battle.

But in that case, one of them will be counted as one of them, so don't even think about leaving the city alive.

"It's really amazing, but if there are only those of us, it is impossible to be an opponent of the Cultivation Alliance.

Especially the crazy men in the firing squad, the way they fight is probably more deadly than the ones with the controller!"

When the cannibal chief spoke, a trace of jealousy flashed in his expression, obviously from the firing squad of the monk alliance.

After seeing the appearance of the cannibal chief, Sun Daquan felt a little uneasy and asked: "What exactly is the firing squad you mentioned, and why does it make you so afraid?"

"The firing squad is a special monk cultivated by the monks' alliance. The members are strong in combat and each is ruthless.

They rarely show up and practice in secret bases on weekdays, giving people a very mysterious feeling.

Wherever they appear, they are destined to flow into a river, even ordinary people will not let it go."

The person who answered Sun Daquan's question was not the cannibal chief, but an Alliance monk next to him.

There is a huge wound on his chest, which looks very hideous, but it has started to heal at this moment.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he continued: "Charlie the White Devil once served as the tactical instructor of the firing squad. Now three of the five captains of the firing squad are his proud disciples."

"So I also suggest to evacuate. If I am not mistaken, Charlie the White Devil will mobilize at least three execution squads, and may even lead the team personally, leaving the owner here at all costs!"