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Chapter 1095: Cicada ([-])

After a moment of silence, Pang Wanlong replied in a deep voice: "I understand."

In fact, he knew in his heart another level of worry of the original spirit - a few years ago, the original spirit had sensed extremely evil energy boiling in the area where Si Bohong lived. Although it was short-lived, it was real!
In addition, Si Bohong has not shown up for a long time, so it is difficult to say whether he is under the control of the evil god.

Just as the original spirit said: He can only believe in Pang Wanlong, because the two share weal and woe.

"Ahhhhh!!"

At this moment, cheering sounds swept up from under the building.

Pang Wanlong looked slightly startled and looked over after hearing the sound.

I saw that the recruits who had been running in circles on the playground finally completed their mission. The hungry Wu Zang Temple seemed to be lit on fire. They all wished they had two more legs and rushed to the cafeteria quickly.

“Where there is full light, tender seedlings can thrive.”

Pang Wanlong pressed his big hand on the window edge and said in his heart: "We must not let them become the last generation."

The resolute eyes were closed, and when they were reopened they were filled with determination.

"The mantis, the cicada, the oriole."

Pang Wanlong clenched his palms into fists, "This time we will be the oriole!"

"kindness."

The same kind and firm voice answered him.

……

An hour later, night fell completely.

The man with a ponytail wearing an old jacket was walking through the streets. He was holding a bag of freshly distributed food in his hand, and with a smile on his face, he appeared at the door of a factory about 10 minutes later.

Through the barbed wire fence, I could see scattered lights inside, few parked vehicles, and it was very quiet.

The pony-tailed man pushed open the unlocked iron door and walked straight towards the still-lit factory building in front of him. As he approached, he heard the hum of machines, mixed with a few human voices.

The bright incandescent lamp cast a long, diagonal shadow on the ground.

The man with ponytail stood at the door and looked at the situation inside the factory. There were five workers working overtime at this moment. He raised the plastic bag in his hand and shouted with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, come and eat quickly."

A slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and for a while only the sound of the machine was left.

The five workers all turned to look at the door. They saw a man with a ponytail walking to a wooden table filled with various tools. He pulled his big arm outwards and directly marked out a large space. The packed food was packed one by one. Take it out, it's still steaming.

"Why are you still standing there? Come here and eat." The pony-tailed man raised the musket wine in his hand and greeted him warmly.

Seeing the black firearm printed on the wine bottle, a strong man with bare arms licked his lips, put down the wrench in his hand, and walked straight over.The ponytail man smiled and threw the bottle to the strong man.

"Huh!"

The strong man was not polite. He pulled out the cork with a little force and sniffed it. A pungent smell immediately hit his nose, but he smiled happily: "It's strong enough, not much water was added."

This time, the other four people put down their work and stepped forward, picked up the food on the table and stuffed it into their mouths. They were indeed hungry, and they wolfed down their cheeks.

The strong man found several plastic cups and filled them up with wine, and drank them all in one gulp.

In an instant, a ball of fire seemed to explode in his throat, all the way to Tianling. His whole body couldn't help but tremble, and the breath exhaled through his nose carried a strong smell of alcohol.

"As expected of musket wine." The strong man closed his eyes, smashed his mouth and said, "But it still needs to be mixed with some water, it's too strong."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The workers all laughed when they heard this.

"I remember I had to contribute a lot to this wine." Someone asked while eating.

Shuguang has abolished the use of general currency a long time ago. Everyone's income is a contribution and is stored within everyone's identity authority. Sui Mu is also fully responsible for this aspect.In other words, everyone is a screw and cannot stop and run the ship at full capacity.

"Free food is distributed in the steel district today, and drinks and other items are sold at discounted prices." The ponytail man smiled. He looked around the factory and walked straight over as if he had discovered something.

"Oh, I was so busy that I forgot about distributing food..." The middle-aged man with a round face chewed the food and said with some annoyance: "If I had known, I would have told our boss in advance."

"That boy Guang Cong is much more reliable than your father. He must remember it!" The man standing nearby joked: "Otherwise, the younger brothers and sisters in the family will be hungry."

"Hahaha."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but smile happily after hearing this.

At this moment, another person thought of something and suddenly said: "I just asked Little Mouse to help bring some food. I didn't expect you to call for people to bring food. You should have told me earlier!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the other four people said one after another: "No."

As soon as the words fell, a strange feeling suddenly came to the five people. They looked at each other in confusion and awkwardness. Two of them said in unison: "I thought you called him here."

"No, I don't know him." The strong man wondered.

"It's also the first time I've seen him."

There is no doubt that there is one thing that everyone knows very well now, that is, a man with a ponytail is not anyone’s friend!

So who is he? !
The strong man turned his head to look for the pony-tailed man. Unexpectedly, his eyes had just shifted, but his head went blank. Then severe pain burst out, and he saw a touch of bright red on his companion's cheeks.

This red is like a window on a rainy day, soaking your sight and causing your consciousness to sink into darkness.

"Snapped!"

The wine in the plastic cup spilled onto the ground, turning into a pool of blood and spreading, and a strong body suddenly lost its vitality.

The atmosphere in the factory suddenly solidified.

The expressions on the faces of several workers were stunned and disbelieving at first, and then unspeakable anger rushed to the top of their heads. A pair of blood-filled eyes stared at the ponytailed man.

Under the gaze, the ponytail man couldn't help but smile.The black energy wrapped around the palm like a boiling mire, extending to the handle, wiping away the dazzling bright red on it.

"I forgot to ask, is the food still palatable?" At this time, he was still in the mood to joke.

Just now, the man with ponytail appeared behind the strong man like a ghost, and the thing he went to look for just now became a murder tool, and the wrench broke half of the strong man's head.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger.

"Ah - I'm going to kill you!!"

A worker roared angrily, and his body suddenly grew to two and a half meters tall, as if expanding. Black and thick hair covered his cheeks, and he swung his huge fist at the ponytailed man like a brown bear;
The worker next to him rolled up transparent water with his hands, splashing the lower body of the ponytail man with extremely strong stickiness; another person grabbed the corner of the table and threw it with all his strength, causing wisps of electric sparks to spontaneously ignite.

Although these people are just ordinary factory workers, the fighting instincts engraved in their bones due to years of training have not been eradicated. When they take action, they are fierce and cooperate with each other!

At the same time, the middle-aged man with round hair turned around and ran towards the door.

As long as the alarm bell is pressed, the guards patrolling nearby will swarm in, followed closely by the city defense soldiers. At that time, the pony-tailed man will be asked to pay with blood! !

"boom!"

The middle-aged man landed on the soles of his feet and immediately jumped up.

His super power is jumping!
Because of his talent, he cannot jump a hundred meters high, but a distance of only ten meters is not a problem.

But in this flash of lightning, Peiran felt a surge of powerlessness, just like a normal person who suddenly lost his legs and didn't know how to walk!

I saw the figure of a middle-aged man leaping into the air and suddenly falling to the ground!
His heart suddenly panicked.

(End of this chapter)