Just when the blue beauty staggered in from outside the door, and the bodyguards on both sides were still thinking about searching her body, who Cheng thought that she was pulled into her arms by the chairman standing behind them, and walked in the direction of the viewing platform with the help of the beauty.

As he walked, he also commented on the wine bottle in the hand of this beautiful woman.

"This is a starry sky bar invented by the Terrans? ”

"That race always gives people unexpected surprises, and if it weren't for the existence of one person, we would have turned this race into the dust of the universe. ”

After that, the chairman seemed to consciously say what he said was very funny, and without waiting for the beauty's reaction, he laughed out loud.

"Well, the beauty is in your arms, and the wine is also your own mouth. Let's see, which game is going on at this time?"

As the chairman looked in, he saw the arrival of the troll race and the scene of Aragorn being released from the fence.

"Oh, it's the Trolls, it's a very amazing race, Beauty, come on, come on, look at our little ants' show. ”

After saying that, the chairman arrogantly poured the wine bottle into his mouth and poured wine into his throat.

It is said that this is the correct way to drink alcohol in the Heroic School, and it can reflect the supreme strength of the male.

The chairman was convinced and carried forward the booze.

"Alright, you two get out of the door. ”

Needless to say, even a man understands it.

Just as Superstar's bodyguards glanced at each other and closed the door of the box from the outside, before they could turn their heads, a silent smell seeped into their breathing holes.

This strong, narcotic smell is a wild plant that has not been included in the Supergod Planet.

It is the product of the spider people who have begun to participate in the development of the planet's resources wrapped in a spider bag and smuggled to the traveling planet with this plant.

This plant played a crucial role in this earth-shattering plan tonight.

Looking at the many people lying in the corridor outside the gladiatorial arena, you can know how powerful this vegetation is.

Of course, the precautionary spider population has always had a fruit of a very inconspicuous vegetation that grows under the roots of this vegetation.

It's like the principle of mutual restraint, which is the antidote to this powerful anesthetic.

When the awake spider-people saw that the two men were lying down smoothly, they silently sprayed drag-like spider silk from their abdomen, wrapped it into a huge cocoon, and threw it down the side of the wall.

'Click'

The auto-sensing garbage collection window opened, and the temporary worker who was responsible for cleaning up the garbage in the gladiatorial arena completed his mission of cleaning the corridor.

Many spider people have the right to survive because of the birth of their golden king.

And when their king, the Silver King, left a very detailed instruction before being taken away by the relevant departments of the Supergod Star to arrange work.

Look for opportunities to unite all races that can be united, to reject narrow hatred, and to fight for the freedom of all races.

After so many generations of inheritance, this command has been inherited intact among the Terrans, Trolls, Machines, and more and more races that have joined them.

And today, it's the perfect time to do it.

These destined races slowly gathered together and planned the earth-shattering revolution tonight.

For the sake of freedom, they have no regrets.

It was terrible to be quiet outside, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

The beautiful woman in the room was tired and crooked in the chairman's arms, as if she was curious about the sound and lust of the fight in the field, and pouted and made her own request.

"Chairman, whom I admire the most, can we take a closer look?"

How could the chairman bear to refuse such a desirable request?

"Then I'm going to get closer, you have to stay farther away, and get close to the race that can emit thunder and lightning, and it will burn the skin of a beautiful woman like you to ashes. ”

As he spoke, the chairman set up a few permissions for 'Dididi', and let his box fall to a position equivalent to the excitement of watching black boxing matches in the old days.

"Bang!"

A flash of blue light rippled across the shield, caused by the troll shaman's lightning arrow, which grazed Aragorn's side and struck directly at the box screen.

"Ahh

The little beauty screamed at the right time, and buried her head in the chairman's arms, so that the chairman who cherished the heart of the jade couldn't bear it, and gently comforted the other party.

"Don't be afraid, this is all a permission box, with the strongest defensive shield of the Super God Star, even if it is a ship's heavy weapons directly bombarded, it can hold on for a while,"

"This is a special authority that only my chairman has!"

Don't you envy it? Don't hurry up and give it away!

Just when the chairman felt the cold skin of the beautiful woman and felt his heart flutter......

'Bang!'

'Whoa!'

The second magic arrow unobstructedly passed through the isolation screen that the chairman was proud of a second ago, and shot unimpeded into the box that was equivalent to a sieve.

This arrow-shaped silver lightning bolt, as soon as it touched this box, turned into an invisible power grid, enveloping the entire box space.

As the lightning network crackled and discharged, the unsuspecting chairman was struck by the endless thunderbolts.

The hazmat suit on his body was opened by a wide opening at some point.

This is probably when he was with a beautiful lady**, he was shed by the other party with his consent, right?

Misstep, at the moment when the chairman was stunned by the electricity, he was still sorry that the beauty in his arms was not as strong as him, and under the blow of such a high current, he could not die immediately.

When he closed his eyes, he only felt that the person in his arms had already stopped breathing, and it was really because of him that he had affected the beauty.

But when the chairman's head tilted...... Standing in the corner of the gladiatorial arena, the troll shaman with a stick and a cold arrow, smiled triumphantly...... The beautiful woman who was arched in the chairman's arms, disguised as a dead man, was a carp stiffened, squeaked and turned over and stood up again.

This is not a corpse scam.

Gu Zheng, who was off-screen, was surprised to say the identity of this person.

"Number 6!"

This is the number 6 that can be drawn up as long as there is racial information.

Because in the duel of resource stars, its ability performance was extremely flawed, so that the recorder of the super god star did not pay attention to No. 6's ability at all.

……

ps: Friendship pushes the book "Imperial Superstar", Hepburn's new book downstairs, this time it won't be poisoned haha (?? ω??)? 8)