mad soldier son-in-law

Chapter 1477 A Strong Enemy Comes
People have dreams, or ideas, and have the life they want or the goals they want to achieve.

Moore is no exception.

Previously, before meeting the evil god, Moore's dream was to expand the security team, make more money, and make himself the boss—because he has seen the essence and strength of this society!As long as you have the strength, you can become the boss in Africa!

And being a boss means being rich!Having money means having everything!

It's just that the foundation and conditions that supported his idea before are still a bit too little.

In the final analysis, it is still not strong enough.

But since meeting the evil god, everything has changed completely.

The evil god helped him open a brand new world door that he had never thought of before, allowing him to see more possibilities.

Therefore, he actively cooperated with the evil god to confuse more people according to the evil god's request, first to control the entire iron ore factory, and then continue to search for many talents under his suggestion.

Electronic talents, business talents, combat talents...

Then slowly develop and grow bit by bit.

In fact, he wanted to continue lurking. He felt that the current strength was not enough. There were only more than 300 disciples of the evil god, and the strength was not particularly strong. If it was exposed, it would really cause a lot of harm.

But there is no way, the evil god wants to get the things, but the things are on TD's side, so they can only send a team to fetch the evil god's things according to the evil god's order.

And after such a blatant action, it would be impossible to continue to lurk completely!
Therefore, Moore immediately negotiated with the evil god and entered a semi-open state—letting his disciples of the evil god play as much as possible, striving to improve their own strength.

As long as his strength rises to a certain level, when the army can't do anything to them, he will transform himself into a righteous party.

Moore has already thought about it, and when he is strong enough, he will establish his own power and restrain his subordinates.

As for the source of food for cultivation, you can come quietly, or target the death row prisoners, so that you can become a master, and you will get the highest treatment no matter where you go. Thinking about it this way, Moore is simply not Ordinary flattery.

Especially when he felt that the evil god was bewitching so many candidates for the new evil god disciple he had chosen, the smile on Moore's face became even brighter.

Good tomorrow!A better tomorrow is just around the corner!It seems that if you stretch out your hand a little bit, you can completely grasp it.

Feeling the bewitchment of the evil god, Moore thought silently, the evil god would never have imagined that these people were actually his people, and they were loyal to him... So what if the evil god did not allow him to have the ability to teach blood evil?
One by one, these disciples of evil gods, although they bear the name of disciples of evil gods, who do they listen to?
Of course he listened to Moore!

And the sound transmission range of the evil god is limited... Hehe, Moore knows that there is a lot of room for maneuvering.

He doesn't want to be anyone's puppet!He wants to be king!

If it weren't for the evil god's presence in order to expand the evil god's disciple team, Moore would really consider getting rid of the evil god completely.

When experimenting with destroying shrapnel fragments before, Moore was keenly aware that the evil god seems to be afraid of high temperatures... It should be very simple to destroy the evil god.

Just, not now.

When the number of disciples of the evil god he wants is complete, the evil god... the evil god will no longer need to continue to exist.

Hahahaha!

Thinking of how the evil god was being used by him, Moore felt uncommonly comfortable.

"Okay! Let these people go to practice!" After several hours of bewitching, the evil god finally sent a sound transmission to Moore, who was a little tired.

"Thank you, evil god. I'll let them disperse immediately and practice freely..." Moore said: "We have to hurry up and move the location. South Africa is now under strict inspection. I plan to go to Central Africa. Then The environment is better than here!"

Moore, who was speaking, licked his lips subconsciously. He also practiced blood evil art, and it was very strong. Now he likes the smell of blood.

When he thinks of blood, Moore will subconsciously lick his lips with a look of longing—this blood evil skill is good, and his strength improves quickly, but the dependence on blood after cultivation seems to be unusually strong.

This made Moore think of the legendary vampire. I really don't know if the vampire is a practitioner who has practiced skills similar to the blood evil skill.

"You can figure it out, my suggestion is not to expose it completely!" The evil god said through voice transmission.

Moore nodded, just about to say something.

But suddenly I heard the evil god rushing to send a voice: "It's broken, the enemy is coming, it's too strong, I'm going to destroy myself! Moore, if you don't want to die, completely disconnect with everyone! Hurry up!"

Moore was a little dazed, but he felt something strange in his pocket, so he ran out to look at it, only to find that the evil spirit carrier was now shining brightly, no matter how much he called the evil spirit, he didn't get any response at all.

Moore's expression changed drastically!

Self-destruct?The enemy is coming?what happened?

Although Moore is a disciple of the evil god, and he still carries the disciple of the evil god, he does not have a high level after all, and he does not know much information.

In fact, he didn't even know the shrapnel fragments very clearly, let alone get some deeper information.

So facing the evil god's self-destruction, he was completely confused.

However, after this period of training, coupled with the fact that he was already in the 'business' of armed forces, his reaction was quite fast.

No matter what the current situation is, one situation is already obvious.

The enemy is coming!And it was an enemy that the evil god didn't even think about resisting...

So Moore quickly activated the promotion shocking device, and the entire iron ore factory area moved.

"Kill! As long as they are not the disciples of the evil god, I will kill everyone else, and practice to strengthen yourself! Get your weapons ready and kill everyone who dares to break in!" Moore quickly ordered.

At the same time, he also quickly sent a message to the scattered disciples of the evil god, telling them to throw away the communicator in their hands, move freely, do not contact, wait for him to contact and then gather...

After doing this, he saw a disciple of the evil god who was standing guard in the factory was shot directly in the eyebrow and fell down.

Moore couldn't care less about the self-destructive evil god, and immediately took his own gun and personally participated in the command.

It is not yet known who the enemy is and how many people there are, so we must immediately enter the battle preparation.

However, as soon as he went out, he saw that the factory area was completely chaotic because of his orders.

Many ordinary people who have not yet developed into disciples of evil gods are being hunted down.

Moore's eyes turned red, and he flew out, and also caught an ordinary person who was about to run away in a panic. The powerful force made these ordinary people have no ability to resist at all, and Moore quickly twisted his neck, and then Moore directly Biting on the artery, sucking the blood from the body of this ordinary person fiercely.

When the Blood Fiend Art started to work, Morton felt that there was no discomfort anywhere in his body... as if he was about to become a fairy!
(End of this chapter)