Chapter Seventy-Eight: Handover

"Felder, I know everything you mean." Haoran slowly drank Felder's voodoo tea, dispelling the moisture brought by the rain, although it looked like a terrifying recipe, but the taste was very close to the taste of herbal tea, as long as you didn't think about the corpses and internal organs of all kinds of insects in it, it was still acceptable.

"So, what would you do?" Felder asked curiously as he examined Fur, as if it wasn't his business.

"If necessary, I think I'll hand over command" Haoran squinted his eyes, and his mental power was controlled over and over again in a room The intensity was scanned boringly.

"Retreat is advance," Felder smiled and said nothing, it seems that China's ancient strategic culture has learned well.

"Your commander hasn't made any mistakes yet, Haoran, why did you call out the command? Whoever dares to shout, I am the first to disagree! Victor said, biting his cigar.

"I'm not a sage, there will be times when I make mistakes, for the sake of your own life, don't blindly believe me, Victor" Haoran spread his spiritual power a little, and he knew that those people were back.

The first to be sensed are a man and a woman, Tom and Amya. Tom and Amya's mental power was very keen, and Haoran was sensed by such a cursory scan. Amya looked at the direction of Haoran upstairs through the floor with a surprised face, and her little mouth was surprised to stuff an egg. "What's wrong, Amya?" Tom asked, "It's rare to see you so surprised, you seem to know the source of the sense of watching just now, right?" ”

This kind of familiar spiritual power fluctuations are thick and condensed, and I only felt it when I strengthened my spiritual power scan, and it was the spiritual power supported by the captain, Haoran! Amya will never forget, just like the colorful nebula in the universe, when Amya wanted to try to get in touch with it, he got a remarkable result, and he just nodded with satisfaction and left, not at all as if he had something to hide. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, just an experiment of superimposing spiritual power to copy the past? Such a talent is terrifying! "Hey, I know who it is, fortunately we didn't have a brain pump this time, otherwise I don't know how we died. I couldn't imagine my efforts but made a wedding dress for him."

"You mean!" Tom immediately understood, showing a look of surprise, and seeing Amya nodding again with certainty, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Next time, I will definitely not let him help me stack mental power, otherwise I will gradually lose my meaning." ”

"Amya, Tom, did you have a good time?" After the elevator opened, Haoran's voice sounded in the ears of the two of them.

"Team, captain" Tom hadn't recovered from the shock of Haoran's talent.

"Soon it won't be." Haoran pushed his hand and pointed to it alludingly, "It's okay to call me Haoran." "It seems that these two people did not come back with the ambition of breeding, that is to say, they have a high probability of disdaining to be with the breeder, and there is also a high probability that they will not be on their side, Haoran is a little relieved, and the pressure will be much less.

"They're back" Amiya was speechless at the moment, she could only scan the downstairs with her mental power, and told Haoran this information in one fell swoop. Don't you want to go? It's a pity that Haoran thinks that he has problems in his heart, where does he get the effort to give psychological counseling to others?

The momentum of the wind and the waves. Rost led the rest of the whites to rush forward in a hurry, well prepared? Mourning soldiers? Haoran even saw the coffin, never dying?

"Why don't you come to help?" Rost pointed his sword at Haoran, and his fighting spirit exploded, roaring. "Why don't you come to the rescue? One of the team members died! ”

"There's no reason, no one can force me to go if I don't want to go" Haoran didn't want to explain too much, but unfortunately it was in Rost's arms. The curse of death, Zhang Ze's death, the encounter with the characters on the road, and the depression and grief in his heart doubled Haoran's pressure.

"What a timid captain, who can watch the team members go to death without saying anything, and run away in fear! There will be again this time! Are you still worthy of being a captain like this?! Rost was indignant, and it didn't seem like a fraud, even if he wanted to use stratagem to become the captain, the concept of white respect was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"What do you want?" Haoran and Rost looked at each other head-on, and there was no escape in their eyes.

"Your captain, you were with me at that time, you were fighting with me, I can testify!" Fa Mao defended Haoran with a sense of justice, he really couldn't stand it, the internal situation of this team was quite complicated, but he couldn't see a yellow person suffer, and if there was a fair sentence, he would say a fair word.

"Which onion are you? Where did it come from? Rost saw that Fur was a yellow man, and he made no secret of his contempt.

"I, my name is hairy" hairy was frightened by Rost's violent momentum, and he was a little unconfident.

"Hair, if you want to live, don't interfere, cissy is waiting for you" Haoran pressed hair's shoulder and pulled him behind him.

"Hair?" Nga Abin pondered, "Who is the hair?" "There was some preliminary speculation.

"Isn't it the survivor of Chu Renmei's attack?" Felder smiled and prompted, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the hint was already obvious: this is the important person of the plot! Haoran glared at Felder fiercely, this guy, really likes to add fuel to the fire at critical moments? What an instability factor that should be erased.

"Hey, you're over there!" Ignoring Haoran, Rost pointed his finger at the hair, "From now on, you fight with us. ”

"You guy, you're watching the rights of the Demon Team!" Victor stood up, and the muscles on his body began to swell, "Haoran, teach them a lesson with me and tell them that you are stronger than them!" ”

"Better than me?" Rost didn't dare to be careless, and the fighting spirit broke out directly, and the curtains blown by the formed air flow sounded loudly. "I'm ready this time, let's fight again and see who is stronger? Who will be able to lead the Demon Team! ”

"Victor stand down!" Haoran is still full of momentum, "There is no need to compare, I handed over the command is that if a person has the ability to be a better leader than others, then he should not give up modestly, a team disagreement at this moment is looking for death, no one is a fool at this point!" "This hand is beautiful to retreat into play.

Really handed over the command? Is it really that straightforward? It was a great pleasure, and Reinhardt had never been so happy at the moment. Looking back on the past, every time he spoke, he was ruthlessly rejected and rejected by Haoran, and now he sees that Haoran was forced to hand over command under this general trend, is it really happiness that comes too quickly? As long as you succeed in getting through the horror movie this time, Haoran, you will never want to get involved in the rights of the demon team!

"Captain!" Victor wanted to say something, but when he saw Haoran shaking his head, he sighed in disappointment, "Hey~."

"Count you as acquaintances!" Rost saw that the Demon Team was turning in his direction, and this was just a small step in the beginning. "However, with the loss of the command rights of these team members, I can't swallow this bad breath! I hereby declare that I will go all out to fight Chu Renmei and destroy her! Avenge our teammates! And you-" Rosta began to familiarize himself with the use of power, meaning Haoran, "you are going to fight with us on the front lines, and I want to see if you are good at escaping!" ”

"Are you at war with Chu Renmei? I see, with such skillful use, power is really an addictive poison. Hao Ran did not forget to mock Rost's initial success in his scheme. Although Rost was not happy to hear it, he had a seizure in order to show that the instrument was not good.

"Hugh, do you see the man's measurements?" Ryan whispered to Hugh, who was carrying the coffin, in the back, that it was all so smooth that the yellow captain didn't resist, and Rost took over the command. If you don't know if they have a gap, it will make people mistakenly think that it was discussed in advance, and there must be something strange when things go wrong.

"That's what I'm worried about, weirdly smooth." The poker-faced Hugh rarely opened his mouth to explain, "I've been thinking about what Zhao Yuankong said: we are the captain's instrument trial consumables. You see, the assassin is not here now, and he doesn't know where he went. Will it really come true, is it on the wrong line? ”

"An-la-a-la, plus that Victor werewolf, they are up to 2 people, we have a numerical advantage, no matter how strong that captain is, he can't be stronger than Zhao Yuankong." Ryan's tone mentioned that Zhao Yuankong was more like cheering up.

"The Demon Team listens! Have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow you will go straight to the nest of Chu Renmei and destroy this evil spirit! Rost summed up after taking command, and the curtain fell the next day.

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"Brother, brother, I'm here~" The playful female voice sounded crisply in her head, and a beautiful girl with a hot body close to Chiguo waved to a handsome long-haired young man, and the girl's white feet stood on the water like this!

"Little apple, my little apple, I really want to be with you forever~" The handsome long-haired guy covered his heart, his expression was sometimes confused, sometimes painful and sad, just towards the waterhole, step by step to the center of the waterhole, until his body was submerged by this waterhole.

Zhao Yuankong, who was deeply trapped in the demons in his heart, was finally exploited by Chu Renmei once, did the strongest genius fall like this? No, at the bottom of the icy and biting pool, where the light can't be reflected, there is still a glimmer of light, Zhao Yuankong's bookmark! At this time, it burned slowly.