Regarding the issue of work-related injury compensation, the middle-aged woman showed a look like a vicious wolf and screamed: "You still want compensation, you have offended the honorable Master Mo, and you still want compensation without repentance?" What is your attitude? I'm going to complain about you, and I'm going to have to complain about you to the School City and the Adventurer's Guild. ”

"Is this still my fault?" The overly natural arrogance and contempt made Mo Huang laugh angrily, his hands around his chest, and a touch of ferocity gradually appeared in his eyes, but his eyes were still red, and the tears in his eyes were not dry, giving people a feeling of pity.

Okay, Mo Huang did admit that it was indeed a little embarrassing to see the scene of Master Mo dressed up in cool clothes, but did he mean that he was so angry? If you follow the logic of a middle-aged woman, the factor of going to the beach to see a bikini beauty is enough to form the fuse of a world war.

"You still dare to stare at it, do you know what the name Ya'an Time and Space Merchant represents, do you know that even the mayor of your Northern Underworld Academy City would not dare to stare here! Now immediately kneel down and apologize to Master Mo, and then get out of here! You've been fired, and when you go back, you think about how you want to explain it to your superiors. ”

Mo Huang can't even laugh angrily now, with a cold face, staring at this middle-aged woman who is constantly roaring, to be honest, although Mo Huang's face doesn't show anything, but from the beginning, from the moment he sets foot here, he doesn't like it here, very, very much, although the luxury of the Ya'an Time and Space Chamber of Commerce headquarters shocked and sighed to him, like a self-sufficient little king, but what he saw along the way, he clearly saw the strict and almost distorted class concept behind the luxury of this commercial kingdom.

Director Xiao who led Mo Huang in, although his expression was not obvious, and he didn't say much, but the contempt hidden in his eyes was so obvious, there was no reason, just contempt for the sake of contempt, because in the face of Mo Huang who was an ordinary student, Master Xiao of course regarded himself as a human being, and showed in a grand manner that in addition to the "majesty" of the head of the earth headquarters of the Ya'an Time and Space Chamber of Commerce, it was not a deliberate posture, but a power class instinct that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, in his eyes, people were divided into three, six, nine and so on.

And along the way, those employees greeted respectfully and warmly, once they turned around, they were all kinds of white eyes and whispered curses, or it was the "ambition" that I could replace one day, this attitude showed the flattery and submission of the bottom employee class to the power class system, and here, this middle-aged woman showed the true colors of the power class characters to the fullest, scolding Director Xiao in a word, and a style of crushing people to death at the level of power, this qiē a qiē, The imprint of everything is under the nose of Mo Huang.

With the familiarity with the use of divine thoughts, the scope of insight is not only limited to the physical changes at the level of reality, but even at a glance, the subtle changes in the spiritual realm and mentality of others can also be slightly perceived.

I have a higher position than you, I earn more than you, my social status is stronger than yours, and my power is greater than yours, so you should grovel to me, and you should be killed by me. Although Mo Huang has not understood the corporate culture of the Ya'an Time and Space Chamber of Commerce, looking at its atmosphere and style, it is estimated that these words should not be escaped.

This is not the style of school city advocating being a man and doing things.,At the same time, it's not the style that a cultivator should have.,Mo Huang is faintly disliked.,And these few words of middle-aged women's roars,It's even more like Mo Huang's dislike turned into anger.,And it just so happens that Mo Huang has never been a character who is rounded and flattened.。

"It's really an ugly big man, in fact, I was still looking forward to the career career out of campus in the future, but when I saw you, I think I still can't shame the ancestors and ancestors under Jiuquan, forget it, you can't listen to these estimates, you can know the rise and fall by taking history as a mirror, and you can know the honor and disgrace by taking people as a mirror, I don't know if you know that there is a sentence engraved in history, a very, very famous saying? How do you say that, how can the world slander me, deceive me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, deceive me, and deal with it? ””

When Mo Huang secretly made a decision, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated, and he said slowly, and then, he took a step forward towards the roaring Manager Li, and then, a murderous aura like a demon and a beast rose like a madness.

Thousands of years ago, in the ancient Tang Dynasty, the immortals were divided, the immortals were high-level, and the major sects formed a warlord separation, and ruled the mortal dust in the name of the gods and demons for thirty-three days.

The one who used to be a disciple of Mahayana Buddhism, a disciple of Tangshan Burial Inheritance, and the core heir of the next generation of Mahayana Buddhism, but because of some kind of great rebellion and unrighteous ideal, he was knocked to the dust, cut off his golden body, reduced to a stone fetus, imprisoned at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, and then went through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties before he escaped from the robbery, and obtained supreme power, replied like this:

"Thief bald, in the face of such a superb slut, why do you need to say more, of course it is a stick to blow it up, so that you can relieve your grievances!"

Under the call of the Monkey King banner, the common people who protect the suffering of immortal bullying in the world rose up and declared war on the cruel and unkind immortal Dao gate valve, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick soldier pointed out that it was the torrent of waves and waves of humanity, in the final battle of the Xiaoleiyin Temple, the hard will of a hundred deaths without regrets, added to the Ruyi golden hoop stick known as the world's first divine soldier, and the Tangshan burial of the incarnation of the great day Rulai in the world The palm of the god collided with the strongest sound of that era, which was the prelude to the supreme immortal road and the burial song of the humane ant era.

The earth-shattering duel that shook the situation through the ages made this question and answer a classic that will never fade, and at this time, Mo Huang said so slowly, but it was just to express one meaning, that is...... I really want to beat you up now.

The middle-aged woman's cultivation is clear about Mo Huang, although it is a Qi refining period one level higher than herself, but Mo Huang has never worried about whether she will bring humiliation on herself, because cultivation and combat effectiveness are never the same thing, cultivation is only the most basic conditions, will, means, tactics, wisdom, these are the ultimate bargaining chips that determine the outcome of the battle, and Mo Huang, who has been grinding for three years from the land of the inheritance of the king killing god, has never doubted whether he is good at these things.

"You... You... You! What a big guts, security, security is coming! Under the murderous oppression of Mo Huang, the middle-aged woman's face instantly turned white, and her legs trembled, but she was not completely crushed, and she could still look left and right in a panic, the corner of Mo Huang's mouth inadvertently hooked up a cruel smile, the murderous oppression is a means to deal with the characters who are hard-willed and mellow-minded, that is a joke, but for the middle-aged women, it is very good, slowly increasing the concentration and oppression of the murderous energy, disintegrating the middle-aged women's heart defense and will, and at the same time, it is also brewing power for the shot, once the momentum breaks outMo Huang was sure that he would beat a middle-aged woman into a pig's head in a matter of seconds.

"Okay, okay, let's all take a step back, it's just a little quarrel, there's no need to be so tense, you can calm down the young man over there, you now have the enemy country written on the left side of your face, the decisive killing on your right face, and the forehead is slaying gods and demons, are you going against the sky?"

Diagonally stretched out a soft wattle, casual lazy words, but set off real power fluctuations, blocking the erosion of killing intent, Mo Huang looked at it coldly, Mo Qingshuang smiled, but it was a very interesting look, I don't know why, seeing Mo Qingshuang's appearance, I couldn't help but think of the time when the middle-aged and old woman played insults to herself before, this woman not only did not stop it, but also stayed by the side to watch the show, and now she came to pull the bias again, it was simply hateful, and the anger in her heart not only did not subside, but became more and more vigorous, The surging killing intent was higher and higher.

In the spiritual consciousness space of the ink wilderness, the dark death crack that devoured and suppressed countless cruel death experiences suddenly spread and became larger at this time, forming a deep abyss, countless illusory shapes, but with a hideous and terrifying skull hand stretched out, swaggering and dancing, as if there were thousands of unjust souls howling in it at this moment, wanting to tear the dark crack and descend into the world, bringing a living creature into the dark crack that symbolizes death.

The moment the hand of white bones stretched out from the dark crack, the killing intent emanating from the ink desolation suddenly climbed to an unbelievable realm, and the divine thoughts that were originally running again and again, and were not moved by foreign objects, also fluctuated greatly, suddenly contracted, and then spread out like a bayonet, originating from a certain ominous artistic conception in the dark death crack, transmitted through the divine thoughts, and combined with the killing intent of the ink desolation, forming a strange and strange change.

Within a few meters, the light began to dim, and countless skeleton palms stretched out in the void, and faintly, the fierce and poignant chirping ghost screams began to spread, and there was a great posture of turning the world into the underworld, and the ink desolation that exuded a fierce and murderous aura was the grim reaper who stood on the underworld and harvested the souls of living beings.

"Hehe,This level of murderous aura,I didn't expect me to release a task at random.,I can attract a hidden killing Dao Shura.,Is my luck good or bad?,The water in the school city is really unfathomable.。 Surprised by the murderous aura emitted by Mo Huang at this moment, although Mo Qingshuang's tone was still lazy, his expression was also much more solemn, and with a flick of his hand, a jade pendant tied to his wrist was actually glowing with clear light, opening up a pure land in this murderous underworld.

Illuminated by this clear light, Mo Huang suddenly came back to his senses, and was stunned to find that he really wanted to fight the two of them here for a moment, and it was not an ordinary killing, but an extremely crazy torture and killing, sucking their blood and gnawing their flesh and blood, so that he could have fun, and at this time, he couldn't delve into why he suddenly became so crazy and bloody, Mo Huang was stunned to find that he couldn't stop, the ferocious murderous aura that turned the world into the underworld was like an elf that had gained his own life, and it dominated his body in reverse, thirsty for a feast of flesh and blood.

Before this, Mo Huang had never thought that the illusory momentum of killing intent, which was intertwined by his own will and spiritual power, could actually get out of control, just like being hungry, and the thought of going to eat came to his mind, it stands to reason that this thought could only be flashed, but in the current situation, this thought jumped out, and he reversed his body, and rushed to the restaurant to eat and drink regardless of it, which was grotesque and unimaginable.

No one will believe it, but this is the truth, the ferocious murderous aura seems to be climbing endlessly, like a living thing, deep into the bone marrow, deep into the mind, absorbing every bit of power that can be absorbed, transformed into stronger, purer killing intent, just for a while, Mo Huang faintly felt a feeling of weakness coming from the depths of his body, and that murderous aura was still not satisfied, greedily absorbing the power, converted into a stronger killing intent, and when the killing intent was poured into the body, a steady stream of heterogeneous spiritual pollution was frantically infused, tried to manipulate Mo Huang's mind and turned into a mad demon who killed for the sake of killing, but under the blue light emitted by Mo Qingshuang's jade wrist pendant, Mo Huang's heart always had a trace of clarity.

[This killing intent is eroding your origin, accumulating enough power to kill those two women with one blow, it will take one minute and thirty seconds, after one blow, you will exhaust the source of life and die, do you have any last words to be conveyed by the host?] 】

At this critical juncture, the inexplicable possession of the Cun Zài quietly imprinted the handwriting in the retina of Mo Huang, although it was just words, but the look of ridicule and mockery was clearly visible, Mo Huang didn't think that this strange origin of the Cun Zài came out at this time, but just to laugh at himself, his heart decisively shouted: "Help!" ”

[Want this plug-in to save you? You seem to be quite disrespectful to this plug-in these days! Shut up Benwai at every turn! However, there are a lot of adults in this plug-in, and I don't care about these with you, but if you want to let this plug-in do it, you must pay a certain price if you don't sign a contract again. 】

Even if it's just through the words, the swagger between the lines is unmistakably conveyed, "What price? "But at this time, he can't help but bow his head, he is stubborn by nature, in the face of other people's charity and coercion, he never gives in, but he is not a donkey, the trade-off has its own proportions, life and death, but it is also heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than Hongmao, if it is for the bottom line of the principle of sacrificing oneself, there is nothing to say, but now this inexplicable situation hangs, but it always makes people feel that death is extremely worthless, so he plans to listen to what the plug-in says.

But at this time, the plug-in didn't speak, just when Mo Huang thought that the plug-in didn't practice or planned to stand by and watch, the spiritual consciousness space suddenly vibrate, and the alien egg that supported the entire mental space based on itself quietly withdrew two tentacles, and then stabbed into the sky with a blatant and unrivaled momentum, and the destination of the tentacle extension was the death crack that stretched out the skull's palm, the tentacle was smart, and with a light touch, the skull palm that poked out was swept away like a weed harvested by a sickle, Then he probed again, directly blocking the death rift tightly, while the other tentacle quietly spread towards the void until it disappeared.

As soon as the death crack was blocked, Mo Huang immediately felt that the uncontrollable ferocious killing intent seemed to be pulled out of his backbone, although it was still fierce, but the follow-up was weak, but Mo Huang secretly shouted that it was not good, because after the fierce killing intent lost the source of support, he actually wanted to launch it immediately, turning the accumulated power into an attack and blasting it out, and this process was not controlled by Mo Huang at all, he could only watch his hand uncontrollably raised with helpless eyes, and then slowly grabbed forward, and at the same time, The underworld formed by the killing intent also moved, and countless skeleton palms were born and destroyed, reaching out and grabbing, as if echoing the attack of the ink wilderness.

The surging to the point of unbelievable killing intent spread, and in the center surrounded by killing intent, the middle-aged woman had long been sitting on the ground, her face was so pale that she couldn't even speak, and the lazy smile on Mo Qingshuang's face disappeared at this moment, replaced by an incomparably dignified, the jade arm hanging with the pendant was gently raised, the five fingers bloomed like lotuses, and one by one finger prints were formed, and in an instant, a mysterious power slowly condensed, only to be finally stimulated, forming a spell that acted on reality.

Mo Huang secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good, although he was angry before, but he just wanted to beat up this annoying middle-aged woman, he never thought about killing people from the beginning, to be honest, even if he really wanted to kill, he would never be stupid enough to choose to bombard and kill the enemy boss in someone else's territory, Mo Huang was not arrogant enough to think that he could kill the encirclement of professional company security, but in the current situation, he did not spare this move.

He tried his best to control his arms, but found that the limbs that clearly belonged to him were so heavy, so heavy that he couldn't move a single cent, Mo Huang could only watch his hands infused with incomparable ferocious killing intent stretch out towards the two of them, and faster and faster, the incomparable ferocious killing intent was like a starting locomotive, following the established trajectory, charging forward.

"Plug-in, is that all you have to do with Cheng Dù!!" The heart was angry and shouted, and at this critical moment, the plug-in replied reliably under the imprint of the ink retina in time: [Done].

A pitch-black tentacle phantom quietly emerged, quickly circling around Mo Huang's arms, as if absorbing something, and then disappeared without a trace, along with the ferocious and abnormal killing intent and the underworld formed by that killing intent.

"Woohoo~~~ The situation is almost irretrievable!" Mo Huang, who was so glad, suddenly found that the touch from his hands was a little strange, soft, soft, and the long-trained ** launched his instinct faster than his thoughts, and gently pinched two handfuls, and then, a shrill laugh that was no longer lazy, but a little angry came:

"Oh, hehe, boy! Is this the ultimate goal of your Killing Intent attack? Hit my chest to my big sister? ”