Super God Gene

Fang Mingquan has been depressed lately. As a journalist, he previously had a program in Skynet's official community that had everything to do with the refuge of God. Although it was not very popular, it was also quite well-known. The show was on the rise and had great potential.

But because of one of the words above, he was transferred to the remote four-line planet of Rocca, and he said, "Listen, that's the development of a new market, that's the bad news, that is, the other side clearly blocked other people's path, and was kicked out by a foot."

According to Fang Mingquan's knowledge, now his show belongs to a relative who leads the newly graduated school, a little kid who doesn't understand anything, messed up the show. Loyal viewers of many shows demanded that Fang Mingquan return to preside over the show, but it didn't even work. Still, the little kid is still presiding over the show, Fang Mingquan knows very well that it is impossible to go back.

A place like Rocca Star, with few resources and far from the center star, where there is no big news to dig, Fang Ming has been here for several months, that is, mixed days, all day to do some small star interviews that make him sick, Fang Ming Ming sometimes hates not being able to step on the face of those little stars, the little stars with big asses, they also pretend to be like anything, one is bigger than those big star shelves, it's fucking disgusting.

“How do we get out of this shithole!” Fang Ming walked aimlessly on the street, holding a small metal wine bottle in his hand and pouring wine into himself from time to time.

Although a little decadent, a pair of eyes are subconsciously quadrupled due to their professional habits.

All of a sudden, the surrounding area turned dark, followed by huge explosions and intense fire. As a good journalist, Fang Ming opened the imaging device completely conditionally reflective.

“Hulo's aircraft!” When Fang Ming saw the aircraft, his heart beat fast, and he ran towards the nearest tall building to the building, shooting images of the aircraft as he ran.

Soon, Fang Mingquan, like Hanson, discovered the little girl, and when he saw the Huo people coming out of the aircraft, he was surprised and surprised.

Happily, the pie really fell off in the sky. Behind the big alliance like Rocca Star, there was a Huro aircraft crash, and the Huro, who came out of it, was still a Golden Horn nobleman. This was a great opportunity for God to turn him around, so that he could catch such a big news.

But in the same way, Fang Ming was worried about the little girl's fate.

However, as a professional journalist, Fang Ming did not hesitate to connect directly with his new section in Skynet's official community and directly opened the live broadcast.

The most authentic images were played in sync in Skynet. Although Fang Mingchun wanted to say who was going to save the child, as a professional journalist, he did not make a sound, but recorded it faithfully.

When he saw the Shuloh cut the knife over the little girl's head, looking at the little girl's frightened face, Fang Ming couldn't help but scream: “Somebody help this child! ”

But no one was able to give him a response, and the rescue team had not arrived, and it was impossible for ordinary people to save lives at that altitude, even if they had aircraft.

Boom!

A pair of golden wings appeared in the image, immediately followed by a strong figure, carrying the little girl into her arms, while a golden palm grabbed the sword blade dead.

Blood dropped silently along the knife blade of the battle knife, and Fang Ming only felt his whole heart stop beating.

“Someone saved the child...” After the reaction, Fang Ming shouted excitedly.

Hanson grabbed the blade for a moment, and in his heart was a shock. God's blood armor could not resist the sharpness of the Shura's battle knife. His palm was injured by the blade. Although it was only a shallow wound, he let him know that the Shura in front of him was definitely not an easy character to defeat.

Hanson flew back with the little girl in his arms and between the huge wings, allowing Hanson to fly out dozens of meters.

But Hanson felt a chill attack behind him, hurriedly turned around and saw Nashuro raise his hands and jump high, the knife was about to be cut on his back.

Once Hansen bit his teeth, his wings made a spin in the air, forcibly avoiding the Huron attack, and the Huron rushed over from Hansen's side, his feet on the wall of the building, and quickly rushed over to Hansen.

“Is this guy flea?” Hanson turned around and flew to the side of the building, smashing the windowsill and sending the little girl in his arms.

But Hanson glanced inside the room and found that it was actually a classroom with dozens of kids shaking in the corner of the wall.

“Damn.” Hansen had no time to think that the Shuloh had moved so fast that he had already rushed to Hansen with a war knife and struck Hansen in the head.

Hanson could avoid the knife, but when he was ready to move, his body suddenly stopped. Behind him was the classroom. If he dodged now, the Hurricanes would rush into the classroom. There were dozens of children in the classroom. Now that the Hurricanes were deep into the enemy army, he had no way to live. He definitely stood up to kill one enough book, kill two minds to earn one, and let him rush into the classroom. The consequences were unthinkable.

Hanson took a hard beating in his heart, facing the battle knife cut off by the Huo people, only to flank away the point, and at the same time punched the Huo people in the face.

The Shuloh people were slightly unexpected. It didn't occur to Hanson that he didn't evade. This knife power was not used to its limits. Even so, it was severely cut into Hanson's shoulder. None of the divine blood armor was able to completely block the blade, the blade rubbed against the bone, making a toothpicky sound.

At the same time, Hanson punched the Shura in the face, hitting the Shura body backwards, but his toe actually caught the alloy frame on the wall, and suddenly stood back, trying to pull the knife off Hanson's shoulder.

Hanson wouldn't let him pull out and lock Shura's palm with one hand, while another fist hit Shura's throat again.

The Shuloh's mask didn't know what material it was made of. Hanson punched it on the top, but it didn't break the mask.

The Hurons were also polite, while punching Hanson in the chest.

Two people got tangled up, you punched me, you hit each other violently, just a few more punches, and Hanson couldn't help but spit blood out of his mouth.

“Why don't you hide? Since he has the ability to fly, he could have escaped?” Fang Ming was completely confused.

Just as doubtful, there are also those who are watching Fang Ming's new live video.