Super Red Packet

Chapter 886 Hard Labor Layer

This room is super huge, and it can be estimated at a glance, at least more than [-] square meters.

The strange thing is that the walls are all decorated with metal, and there is no half piece of wood.

Several ferocious metal sculptures stood by the wall, looking weird, like a few evil spirits.

In the middle of the room, there is a table and chairs.

There was nothing on the table, and a faint light shone on the chair.

Meng Xiaoben looked at the strange chair and thought in his heart: Could it be that the chair is painted with luminous material?
"Strange?" Zhang Jingtian asked softly, as if he was talking to an old friend.

"It's a little strange, but I'm not very interested." Meng Xiaoben returned with a smile.

"Alright then, our drama will begin. I believe Mr. Meng will definitely be interested."

As Zhang Jingtian said, he stretched out his palm and patted it lightly three times.

Brush the floor!
A dazzling light is emitted!

In front of Meng Xiaoben's eyes, it was as if a blockbuster exploded!
The light of the bomb blinded the eyes almost instantly!
Meng Xiaoben closed his eyes tightly, dodging the initial shot.

After a few seconds, after a white light flashed in front of his eyes, Meng Xiaoben dared to open his eyelids slowly.

In front of him, on the chair, sat a monster.

To say it is a monster is not necessarily pertinent.

Because he is completely humanoid!
However, his whole body is glowing green!
His face and figure are exactly the same as that of a human, except that the bridge of his nose is a little higher and his eyes are a little darker.

Meng Xiaoben looked behind the strange man, and there was no sign of where he got out of: the wall was not opened, let alone broken.

This strange figure seemed to have been born out of nothing in the air.

The green fluorescence on his body is not very bright, just like fireflies in summer nights, flickering on and off.

Judging from the feeling of Meng Xiaoben's aura, the fluorescence was cold light.

The strange man sat upright, motionless, with his back straight, and his posture seemed very stiff, like a suspect under interrogation!

Meng Xiaoben turned to look at Zhang Jingtian.

The pride in Zhang Jingtian's eyes can no longer be concealed, but his voice is still so gentle: "Mr. Meng, let me introduce you. This luminous man comes from another world. His name is Moxuan Envoy. Come on, Mo Mr. Meng is no stranger to the word Xuan, right?"

Demon Profound Envoy?
Mo Xuan?

Mo Xuanzi?Alien?

A series of shocks hit Meng Xiaoben: I'll go!Zhang Jingtian hooked up with another world?

How did he hook up?

What are they going to do to me?
Meng Xiaoben frowned tightly, took a step back, and secretly prepared to meet the opponent's attack.

"Haha," Zhang Jingtian laughed kindly, and said softly, "Mr. Meng, you are overthinking. I invited you here today out of a friendly attitude, and I didn't want to compete with Mr. Meng. This Moxuan The messenger is the same, we all regard Mr. Meng as a friend, and want to discuss some cooperation with Mr. Meng."

"Cooperation? How do I cooperate with you?"

"No, no, Mr. Meng is not comprehensive. In fact, there is a lot of cooperation between us, and the prospects are limitless."

Meng Xiaoben spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "Tell me, how to cooperate?"

"We joined forces with the other world to set up a gate of another world. You and I will sit in the top spot and rule the world's warriors from the other world." Zhang Jingtian said slowly.

I go!

Meng Xiaoben almost burst out laughing in his heart: Ma Tei, what is wrong with the world now, with a bit of kung fu, he wants to set up a sect and consider himself the boss.Could it be that being the boss is so addictive?Aren't you afraid of dying early?
Besides, how could I, Meng Xiaoben, cooperate with you, Zhang Jingtian?
Am I that stupid?
No.

Meng Xiaoben sneered, "Mr. Zhang Jingtian, if you are interested, you can be the boss yourself. I, Meng Xiaoben, have no interest at all."

After hearing this, Zhang Jingtian was neither disappointed nor angry. He still had a happy smile and said, "I know that you will not agree, so I invited the Moxuan Envoy. He will persuade you to change your mind."

At this moment, the Moxuan envoy spoke.

His voice sounded like metal colliding, quite unpleasant.

Fortunately, the words are still clear: "Meng Xiaoben, Lord Moxuanzi misses you very much. His old man wants me to say hello to you."

"Hey, it's no wonder that the old man still misses me. However, I don't miss him. Humans and demons are incompatible, so I can tell you clearly that I will not agree."

At the beginning, Meng Xiaoben said his words to death to show his determination.

The fluorescence of Moxuan Envoy's whole body suddenly doubled in brightness.

Obviously, he was stimulated, and his voice doubled accordingly: "Meng Xiaoben, you don't miss Mo Xuanzi and his old man, you always miss your father and brother, right?"

What?Father and brother?

Dead father and brother?

Could it be that Mo Xuanzi wants me to meet my father and brother?
"Where are they?" Meng Xiaoben asked tremblingly.

"At this moment, they are in another world. In the hard labor layer in another world, they are sweating profusely, working for our old Moxuanzi. Please see—"

The Moxuan envoy slowly turned around.

The chair under him also rotated, 180 degrees, facing the metal wall behind him.

The Moxuan envoy waved his hand!

Immediately, an image flashed on the dark wall.

"Look, this is the hard labor layer in another world." Moxuan envoy revealed a hint of complacency in his voice, and turned to look at Meng Xiaoben.

The image on the wall gradually became clear after a period of confusion.

In the black and white image, a desert hill can be seen.

The wind and sand rolled up, and the sand and rocks rolled.

Huge weathered rocks stood around like ghosts.

Among the hills, a group of people are digging.

"You see. These loyal subjects of Moxuanzi's family are building a new palace for him. Look, how hard they are working!"

Following the voice of the Moxuan envoy, the image zoomed in on the camera.

I saw groups of people in ragged clothes, some were digging rocks with chisels, some were carrying big stones to the outside of the hill... These people were all skinny, with iron chains on their feet, long hair, and ashen faces .

Next to it, by the side of the road, lay several dead bodies.

Obviously, they had just died, because they hadn't had much wind and sand on their bodies.

Next to the working crowd, every three to five meters, there is a samurai standing.

The warriors looked exactly like the demon envoy in front of them: high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, straight figure, expressionless face, and the same green light emitting from their bodies.

Each of them holds a stick with thorns. The long thorns on the stick are about half a finger long, and the sharp thorns are terrible.

The sticks in some people's hands still had skin and flesh on them.It was the one who just hit someone.

Meng Xiaoben couldn't bear to look any further, and turned his head aside.

Mo Xuanzi, you demons!

Meng Xiaoben was sweating with his fists, he really wanted to punch the Moxuan envoy in front of him to death.

(End of this chapter)