The shortcoming in the life of the fast-moving boss is sweet

Chapter 150 Master's Hands Are So Beautiful 63
"Failed."

Yan Ming, who was running all the way, couldn't see his emotions clearly.

But for these stupid human beings, I am very dissatisfied.

Not even such a small thing can be done.

"It's because the subordinates are ineffective." The man in black knelt there tremblingly, the current sect master couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry,
"You guys are really incapable of doing things, even such a small thing can't be done well, what's the use of me leaving you?" With a wave of Yan Ming's hand, a row of poisonous needles in his hand entered the bodies of those black-clothed men, and those black-clothed men fell straight down. on the ground.

Yan Ming didn't speak, and immediately a man in black appeared to take care of the corpse.

Yan Ming said lightly to the air: "Go down, let me be quiet for a while."

No one answered, but there was a slight surge of air. After everyone left, Yan Ming, who was so lazy just now, suddenly widened his eyes, covered his chest, and coughed desperately there.

Coughing and coughing, he suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of blood.

Yan Ming wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was very ugly at this time, and his eyes showed disgust.

He rolled up his sleeves, only to see a watch-like terminal on his hand.

After he opened the terminal, a male voice appeared inside, speaking Zerg language: "Iss, is something wrong?"

Yan Ming coughed lightly again, and said in Zerg language: "This body is so useless, human beings are really low and disgusting things."

There was a pause, and he asked in Zerg language: "Isn't that body the child of luck in that world? Could something be wrong, and how did things go? Was it successful?"

Yan Ming replied with an ugly face: "It's about to succeed, but the time-traveling machine given by the Fan family is too low-level. This king forced the time-traveling machine. Even the body of the son of luck can't bear it at all. Tell the surnamed Fan, want to If you want to stop that woman, you must send an item that is exactly the same as that woman, otherwise, the king may not even complete the task, because this body cannot bear the soul of the king, and the task has failed."

After hearing his words, the other party was silent for a while.

Then he said there: "We can only do our best, the other party has already begun to suspect, and now we must be careful when contacting the Fan family, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted."

Yan Ming sneered, and mocked: "Those stupid humans, as long as you give them benefits, many people will come to cooperate with us, and then make the conditions more attractive."

"Iss, your thinking is too simple. Those people are not easy to fool. Even if we got in touch with that prodigal son of the Fan family, we have spent a lot of effort, so this chess piece cannot be lost for the time being. The world has failed. It doesn't matter, there are still many worlds anyway, you just do your best."

After Yan Ming heard this, he frowned. He didn't like failure.

In the last world, he obviously succeeded, but he didn't expect to be messed up by the other party. This time he must not fail.

The physical discomfort made him cough again, and Yan Ming hung up the terminal with disgust in his eyes. The terminal call is also exhausting.

After coughing, he muttered to himself: "It seems that this king has to speed up his pace. This king will definitely not fail. Those lowly, stupid and disgusting humans will never succeed."

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