Bug Master In Doomsday

The banquet lasted until the next morning. There were several drunk masters lying crookedly in the extravagant hall, and a few standing, basically vomiting while holding the table.

Wang Mang lay on the table and slowly opened his eyes, smelling the sour smell in the hall, and frowned slightly.

The maids with good looks and beautiful figures carefully cleaned the carpet of disgusting vomit, broken dishes, and food scraps everywhere.

A groggy spell master who was supported by the maid, saw Wang Mang also woke up faintly, and shouted loudly with a grin:

"Brother Wang Mang was drunk last night. Wait two days before continuing. I really can't do it anymore. Go back and sleep for a while!"

Wang Mang rubbed his numb cheeks and forced a smile to wave goodbye to him.

Seeing Wang Mang waved at him, the master of the spell was satisfied and left with the help of the maid!

At this time, Tyrannical Gun was also holding his head and stood up from the soft collapse. Just when he stood up, his body was still a little unstable. After a few staggers, he held the pillar to stabilize his body.

He looked at Wang Mang, and frowned uncomfortably while covering his head.

"Brother Wang Mang, I can't accompany you to the warehouse to get things in this state. You take my hand to find the warehouse-seeing mouse, and he will follow your orders when he sees the cards in his hand."

Wang Mang nodded, walked to Ba Qiang, took the small brass card,

Seeing the appearance of Ba Qiang, he also smiled and waved to the maid around him: "You guys come over, hurry up and help Senior Ba Qiang to rest and rest,"

After Ba Qiang was held by several maids, he fell asleep leisurely. When Wang Mang saw this, the smile on the corners of his mouth suddenly reduced, and he walked towards the exit of the hall.

He tossed the brass plaque regularly with one hand, his eyes were deep, and when he stepped out of the space-time passage at the gate, he instantly came to the basement level of the Shurachang, which is where the supplies of the Shurachang warehouse are stocked. Up,

Wang Mang frowned uncontrollably looking at the dark, empty underground square.

This place doesn't have the breath of living people at all, where is the person named Ashu?

"Who are you?" A voice that was as sharp as an **** suddenly came from the masonry under Wang Mang's feet. Wang Mang smiled and took two steps back, and suddenly saw the true face of this mouse.

A gray-skinned mouse the size of a domestic cat drew out from the ground with fierce red eyes, and its tough fur instantly cut across the masonry, making a few deep depressions abruptly.

"Who are you? How come you have the hand of the gun boss?!"

Ah Mouse bowed vigilantly, and stared at Wang Mang with red eyes the size of a soybean. It seemed that Wang Mang couldn't tell the reason, and it would pounce on him and bite his throat.

"Heh!" Wang Mang chuckled, looking at Ah Mouse's vigilant look, and jokingly said: "Senior Tyrant Gun is really ingenious, let a mouse take care of the warehouse?"

"You!" Ah Shu bared his teeth angrily, showing sharp teeth, "If you don't say who you are, I will treat you as an intruder!"

Wang Mang let out a surprise, and asked a little surprised: "Don't you know what happened yesterday?"

"Yesterday? What happened yesterday?"

A Mouse rolled his eyes suspiciously and squeaked his head twice. After a while, his eyes widened suddenly, looking at Wang Mang in disbelief.

"Lord Baili...dead?!"

When Ah Mouse heard this news, his five senses were mixed, and Master Bai was so powerful that he was dead? However, if this is the case, is the boss of his tyrants in the upper ranks?