Chapter 170: This seat never listens to anyone's calls

However, smartphones have become ubiquitous, and shooting videos is too simple, so as more videos are released, the content is similar, and the shooting angles are different.

And it's still easy to distinguish between an unprocessed video and a processed video.

Not to mention anything else, if it was really a movie promo, then the shaking during filming could not be so big.

By the way, no one will watch this kind of shaky movie, right?

That's a real sin.

As far as the previous life is concerned, this kind of real-life movie box office is not very good, although there are so many successes, but there are only so few.

The same is true for this plane, so it doesn't take long for someone to discover the anomaly.

"These videos look the same, huh?"

"The shooting angles are different, but the content is similar."

"It can't be true, right?"

"You stupid, have you ever seen someone who can split a car more than ten meters away into several sections with a sword?"

"But this video looks so real, it hasn't been processed technically, right?"

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"That's a lot of these barbarian things." The evil king was really a little impatient, he condescended, looked at the policemen around downstairs and said, this place is really weird, these barbarians can actually build the building so high, and it took him some effort to come up.

But then again, it's nice to be condescending and have a good view of the world.

Underneath the building, police cars are coming, and if it weren't for the non-human above who killed three helicopters with a single sword, then the special forces would have arrived a long time ago.

"Huh? It's strange that I feel the crisis, but I can't feel the locking of the gas. The evil king muttered to himself, he could sense the danger around him, that kind of instinct, but he couldn't feel that murderous aura, that kind of locked qi, which made him unable to find his target.

"Are these hidden weapons?" The evil king looked solemnly at the people below and pointed all kinds of hidden weapons at him.

"It's a lot like a firebolt, but isn't it like this, is it an improved version of firebolt? These barbarians are really powerful, and their martial arts are not as good as my Shenzhou, so I want to rely on strange skills and tricks to come from, hum, and abandon the original. The Evil King said disdainfully.

He's not blind, this thing is powerful, especially when it's a national war, a large-scale war is definitely a weapon, but it has little effect on a master like him.

Yes, this thing is fast, and it comes in the blink of an eye, but a master like him can sense the crisis and avoid it.

Although there are many of them, they can cause harm to people like him, but how can there be such a thing.

A master like him is not brainless, except for being calculated, being caught and threatened so that he has to take risks, otherwise who will clash with the army head-on?

Manpower is sometimes exhausted.

Everyone understands this truth, so masters like him are all running.

Then when he came back at night, a person like him became a shameless person, and when he became an assassin, who could stop him?

To deal with ordinary people, isn't it as much as you want?

Hmph, there's no defender to kill the barbarians.

The evil king looked at the barbarians under his feet, and his eyes showed killing intent, is it really good to bully this seat?

The ants below sat in an iron box and came to the building where the evil king was, and the evil king saw an ant holding a strange shape.

Then the other person started holding the thing and shouting, not to mention, it was very loud.

The evil king was also stunned, it was really amazing, but unfortunately he didn't understand a word of the other party's bird language.

Then the evil king saw a few yellow people like him stand up.

"Huh? There are also my descendants here? The evil king suddenly had a feeling of meeting his old acquaintance in a foreign land, no way, looking at such a group of barbarians, he suddenly saw a compatriot The feeling in his heart is still very special.

It's a pity that the evil king was disappointed, he frowned and listened to a few words, this is Dongying people?

He had fought against the Toei samurai before, so he still had some familiarity.

It's barbarians again, and sure enough, barbarians can only mix with barbarians.

When the evil king thought of this, there was another wave of contempt on his face.

The people below also seemed to understand that the evil king couldn't understand, so a yellow man came out.

The man with the round face shouted "Smecta····· Smecta".

"Koreans?" The Evil King frowned, then snorted coldly.

Then there was another person, and this person was a Ming American.

"Hero, can you understand what I say?"

Well? This is my descendant of Yan Huang? The evil king was moved, so he said, "What's the matter? ”

Sure enough, it's a person from my country, it's too good, I said, I'm afraid that this kind of sword immortal-like character is only available in the motherland, right?

This Ming-descended beauty thought to herself in her heart, but she was not slow to say, "Hero, they want to negotiate with you." ”

"Negotiations?" The evil king raised his eyebrows, and then said to him, "You want to make peace with me?" ”

Peace? The man was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said yes.

"Then I agree, you tell them not to bother me in the future, let them go." The Evil King said with a wave of his hand.

This made the man extremely embarrassed, feeling that the two sides were not on one channel, killing so many people, and so many people watching the scene, how could it be just like that?

Is the United States going to be ashamed?

"Hero, I'm afraid this won't work." The man said stiffly.

"Oh?" The evil king's eyes showed a hint of murderous aura, he was not a defender, he didn't mind going on a killing spree.

The man and the police officers around him felt chills in their bodies and immediately became vigilant.

"They····· They... Want to be co-opted... No, it's to recruit you. The man saw the ancient clothes worn by the evil king, and then changed his words.

"Zhao'an?" The evil king seemed to have heard something incredible, and laughed.

"Hahahaha, it's ridiculous, you actually want to recruit An's seat?" The evil king pointed at himself incredulously.

Without waiting for the man to speak, the evil king looked down with murderous intent on his face.

"I don't listen to anyone."

"Kill"

The evil king actually jumped down from the building, dressed in white and snowy, pointing his sword at everyone.

"Shoot"

"Sniper Turns On"

The police below shouted, and then the well-armed riot cops began to raise their guns and shoot.

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Bang Bang Bang"

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"Damn, the whole world knows about it so soon?" Shi Mo looked at the rumors on the Internet in a daze, and then hurriedly used the computer at work to check the dark web.

Actually went to the United States?

Shi Mo closed his eyes and could think of what would happen to a guy with strong martial arts but not a very kind and gentle temperament who suddenly ran to Europe and the United States.

Although Shi Mo didn't know that this man called the Evil King was in that game, the settings of those martial arts games in his previous life were all similar.

Can this guy named the Evil King be a good person?

Inexistent.

(End of chapter)