The Basic Law of the Routine of the Infinite World

After saying this, Bazura raised his hand, and Dalilu was sucked into the palm of his hand and grabbed his neck as if he was being controlled: "Come and try."

Dalilu supported Bazura's dark arm and kicked his legs frantically to break free, but Dax's arm was like steel, and his palm was like a pair of pliers.

"No...don't." Looking at the approaching liquid, Dalilu, who had always been proud, was finally scared: "Please...don't."

Bazula sneered, he waved and threw Dalilu into the hands of his teammates and said, "I'll let you go for the time being, but you also reminded me of something, it seems that if it's just the funeral club, it really can't show us. sincerity, then..."

Bazura threw a communicator to the bald head, and said at the same time: "Tell the people above, I also know about the genome, and what the funeral agency plans to do with the apocalypse virus, I believe they will be interested. of."

With that said, Bazura walked out: "Well, I'll take this kid back first. It's a hostage. This should make you more efficient."

"Wait~" Before the bald man could finish speaking, Bazura's figure had disappeared.

"Bastard!" The bald head kicked the table next to him, and at this moment, a group of soldiers rushed in: "Sir! Sir!"

Seeing this group of soldiers, the bald head became even more angry: "Are you the policemen in the movie!! Come here only when things are over here!"

A group of soldiers looked at the messy command room, bowed their heads and no one dared to refute.

"Let's chase!" the captain said quickly.

"Come back!" The bald head roared, he looked at the communicator in his hand, and gritted his teeth: "Retreat."

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Inside the funeral home.

Xiu Yan patted Roger on the shoulder: "Sakura Manji is handed over to you."

Roger frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Let's go out." Xiu Yan said: "After a while, you will be responsible for the agent."

"Ehhh." Roger suddenly became unhappy: "Isn't there any action in the funeral club? There is still a plot, and the agent will be here soon. Are you leaving now?"

"Turn on the team channel for a while, and I'll just listen to what you guys have to say."

"Damn it, you should be at peace with you, the boss. This is it."

"It's not that you can't handle it." Xiu Yan looked at Roger: "And you heard the conversation with the agent just now. Obviously, when there are many white people, those guys have already had obvious xenophobia. Now I I leave the team to you, your skin is here, and the group of people who speak will feel more comfortable, I am here to not intensify the conflict."

Roger rolled his eyes: "Don't make trouble for me, I still don't know what you are like? You know better than anyone else who the agent is. Isn't it easy for you to take advantage of them? Come on, What are you going to do?"

Xiu Yan looked around and said helplessly, "Solve some troubles."

"Trouble?" Roger thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Bazura!"

Xiu Yan spread his hands: "Who else is there besides him?"

"Isn't he already running away?" Roger frowned: "I know you are worried that this guy will ruin the plot, but we have more than [-] agents here, no matter how much Bazura dances, it is impossible for us to be our opponent. "

"It's impossible for him, but that doesn't mean he won't find help." Xiu Yan grinned: "The disadvantaged party has to take advantage of the situation. This is my original method. Now, I'm going to give him this line. Pinch!"

ps: I saw the number of words by accident, and found that it was the same as that of the Master, and I was filled with emotion.

ps: When the number of words in the Master was over, it was completely impossible to write.And this one.... seems to have just completed two-thirds of the plot.This makes me have to sigh how important the construction of a worldview is.Master started to learn to escape from death, and in the middle of it, it changed to a traditional Western fantasy style. The layout and brain holes restricted me from writing in that book.And this book, borrowed the worldview framework of "Endless Arms", made me unexpectedly discover why many people are willing to write genre novels that steadily upgrade and change maps, because there is really something to write.At the same time, I have to sigh that the invincible stream can write more than one million words, they are really strong.

ps: I am still a newcomer in this industry, even if I have been in the industry for a year, I am still a newcomer.What to write and how to write your own style need to be constantly explored.Thank you all for being willing to support me when I am so weak.

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The agents are back.

However, they were not in a good mood.

"Hmph, what does that Xiuyan mean!" Garr said with some dissatisfaction as soon as he returned here: "When he was gathering just now, he came to find the plot characters, and after calling us over, this guy doesn't know where to go!"

"Xiu Yan has his own business to do." Roger stepped forward, frowned and asked Xueyin, "Who is this guy? Why are you so angry?"

"His name is Gal." Xueyin pointed to the blond-haired buddy: "It's a team member whose ancestor may be your brother's guy. As for the grievance? It probably comes from being beaten down by Xiao Qi in five seconds."

"..." Roger gritted his teeth: "Big sister! We just happen to have the same hair color! My hair color is the same as that of Chi Shen Ya!"

"Maybe you are both a father." Liu Hong joked aside.

It's a joke here, but the other side is different.

"Shut up Gal." Before the Fake Name team was dissatisfied, that Julie had already said, "You've said enough!"

"Julie, you are not my captain." Galton was dissatisfied: "What happened to me just saying two words?"

Julie squinted at the blond man: "Diluga, has this guy's mouth always been so mean?"

"Gal." The man named Dilujia was helpless and turned to look at his teammates: "Can you say a few words less?"

"Cut~" Gal grinned and whispered in his mouth, "Isn't he just looking at that little white face? Don't look at his own wrinkled face."

"Gal!" Dilujia's voice suddenly rose.

Gal shuddered and finally lowered his head: "I'm sorry Captain."

"Go back!" Dilu Jiali shouted.

He looked at Julie, but found that the woman was not angry at all, as if she had long been used to it.

Roger looked at Xueyin and the others strangely: "Did I miss something?"