[Phantom Armor: Squad Leader Ding, Squad Leader Ma! ] Where are we?

Phantom B: I don't know? I only remember that the motherland sent someone to pick us up, and the national anthem was played many times, and I must be right! Squad Leader Ding, you are well-informed, can you see where this is?

Phantom C: I've seen multiple farts! I've eaten brown rice buns for a few more years than you, and this window doesn't look like the style of our flower planters, isn't it...... Did we fail to aid North Korea? The Northeast has become the concession of the Ugly Emperor?

Phantom Armor: Huh?! That's not going to work! I'm going to fight with foreign devils! We soldiers who plant flowers can't let the enemy live in peace if they are ghosts!

Phantom B: Xiaolin, don't worry, do you see those two people over there? One of them is yellow-skinned, and he must be a flower grower with a righteous look, so let's just ask him what's going on?

Phantom C: Squad Leader Ma, I have already discovered what you said before, but we seem to have the power of a bull, ghost, snake and god here, and I have tried many times but have not been able to get out of this circle......]

Although the voices of the three heroic spirits were very quiet, if it weren't for Meng Lang's high-level domineering, it was likely that they would not have felt their existence, but after "listening" what they said clearly, Meng Lang immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

In the next second, Meng Lang's murderous gaze shot sharply towards Alessandro, and his tone was as awe-inspiring as ice: "You, you have insulted the soul of the martyrs of my flower planting family?" ”

Alessandro only felt a chill on his neck, and the cold sword that was originally in his throat had already touched his skin at this time, and he was immediately frightened, and he faintly felt that the boundless pressure of substance was constantly surging from all directions, making him feel like falling into an ice cave.

He knew very well that his next explanation was very important, and even if he made a mistake, he would probably end up in a different place...... In fact, Alessandro, who has been gifted since childhood, can clearly feel the kindness and malice of others towards him, and the reason why he dared to argue with Meng Lang, the recognized strongest person in the Inhuman World, is largely because he didn't feel much malice from Meng someone.

But now it was completely different, what he felt from Meng Lang at this time was not even malicious, it was a sticky, bloody, and cruel killing intent that could not be washed away even by pouring the water of the three rivers and five lakes!

Alessandro is really unbelievable, it's just three holy souls who can only be transformed into ordinary angels, Meng Lang, a madman, is really ready to kill the illegitimate only son of the contemporary pope for them?

Isn't he afraid of starting a war?!

However, although he didn't understand what the other party was insisting on, Alessandro still understood the simple truth that a good god stick doesn't eat the loss in front of him, only to see him swallow a mouthful of saliva, desperately suppressing the fear that kept growing in his heart, and replied in a voice as calm as possible: "Mr. Meng, please don't get excited, listen to my explanation!" ”

"I started drawing this one hundred and twenty psychic matrix last night, and I finished the last stroke shortly before you entered the door, and I didn't have time to activate it with the Holy Light, I can swear to God!"

“…… According to my estimate, it should be the Holy Light that I summoned Archangel Gabriel to fight you just now that affected the Psychic Matrix, which caused it to be activated for a short time, and the three of the 177 Heroic Souls with the clearest obsession were summoned by accident. ”

Mr. Meng is relieved, without the continuous guidance of the Holy Light, the Psychic Matrix has stopped working, and no new Holy Soul will ever be summoned again.

As for these three Holy Souls...... If you don't mind, I can take care of sending them back to the cemetery to rest in peace. ”

"No need."

Meng Lang withdrew his long sword expressionlessly: "Bishop Alex, I believe your explanation, but please don't embarrass me, the Flower Planter does not welcome people from the Angel Sect to come here to do anything." ”

"Understood! I'll take Marcus and Ryan to buy a ticket to Sweden and transfer it back to the Holy See, which happens to be practicing herd immunity over there and can board the plane without waiting for the medical examination report, ensuring that there will be no delay for a second! It's always okay, right? ”

"Bishop Alex is a man who understands." The corners of Meng Lang's mouth tugged at a playful smile, "Remind me~ There will be other people staring at you along the road, you had better persuade your two companions not to make any small moves, otherwise you will bear all the consequences." ”

"I see!" Alessandro drooped his head and sighed softly, "Then Mr. Meng, we will have a meeting later...... No, it's better to never see each other again! ”

"Lend you good words." Meng Lang waved his hand casually, signaling the other party to get out of here.

After walking a few steps, Alessandro suddenly turned back.

"Uh...... Mr. Meng. ”

"You're not bothered! What else? ”

"I can't get out of this thing you laid out outside."

“…… Wait. ”

Meng Lang took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Liu Wukui: "Tut-tut-hey, Wukui?" Tell my doppelganger that the sealing enchantment can be removed, and let Alessandro take the others away...... Well, the mission is over, ice cream, you wait a minute, I'll take you there when I'm done with the business at hand. ”

Hanging up the phone, Meng Lang turned on the camera of his mobile phone, took a random photo and passed the magic array diagram to the logistics department for them to study, and then swung out a ring of sword qi to destroy the array diagram on the ground.

As soon as the formation was destroyed, the three heroic spirits suddenly felt that the power that bound them in place had disappeared, and they all looked at Meng Lang.

"Big brother, are you a flower planter? What year is it now? Did we win the War of Resistance Against Korea? A "veteran" who looked about 20 years old and had a little immaturity on his face couldn't wait to ask someone Meng.

Although the other two did not speak, they looked at them clearly and wanted to ask the same question.

Meng Lang took a deep breath, slowly took out a red military officer card from his arms, spread it out, and unconsciously straightened his chest, raised his head, and stood upright......

"It is now the seventy-first year of the People's Republic of Planting Flowers, and Major Meng Lang, the head of the People's Republic of Planting Flowers, reports the results of the battle for the martyrs!"

"In the battle to aid Korea, our army sacrificed a total of 197653 martyrs, 383218 wounded, killed 54,246 enemy soldiers on the spot, 628833 United Nations enemy troops, wounded nearly 1.2 million enemy troops, captured more than 100,000 people, and another 480,000 enemy soldiers died or fled cannot be counted!

In this battle, our army was brave and fearless, and has perfectly achieved the strategic goal of keeping the enemy out of the country...... It is precisely because of this brilliant result that the martyrs fought so hard that no one in the world dares to bully us again! ”

As he spoke, Meng Lang slowly bowed down, and a tear hit the ground.

"Seniors, let's ...... Victory! ”