But Yong Bowen's idea was very wrong.

The old man, who seemed to be a master, only said these two words majestically, and there was a commotion around him.

"McKel, how old are you!"

"A little Spanish delegate also wants to call the shots."

"Hurry down, don't be embarrassed here!"

"Your president, Joseph 61, will not dare speak to me like that."

"Isn't it great to live old? You're better than the king! ”

The old man thought that at this life-and-death juncture, everyone was six gods and no master, as long as he was willing to stand up and speak, he would definitely be respected by the people around him, and the Cleveland in front of him was not a living example, just shouting at random, and everyone ran away? The old man pondered that he was old, and he was the vice president of Spain, although he was just a red emblem like others, but there were two things in front of him, as long as he stood up, the tiger body was shocked, and the young people around him must be bowing their heads. Thinking about it again, I am more than sixty years old, and I am not famous in the world, as long as I stand up and lead everyone to escape from Ascension this time, it will definitely be a big reputation, and after returning to China, it will be the most powerful candidate to compete for the next president! immediately stood up and roared, wanting to brush up on his sense of storage. Who would have thought that as soon as the crisis was over for the time being, they began to turn their faces and deny people, and they wanted to talk about identity, class, and status. Although he has lived long enough, the old man's face is obviously not as thick as Yong Bowen's, and when he was coaxed by everyone, his face turned red, and he returned to the Spanish mages in a gray manner, which made a group of Spanish mages lose face.

Yong Bowen snorted coldly: "Shut up!" This voice is a spell, although it is not as powerful as the legendary Buddhist lion's roar, but it also shocked everyone's hearts and minds, and they involuntarily closed their mouths and stared at Yong Bowen. Yong Bowen said: "I have no opinion on who presides, but you have to quickly elect someone to preside." Security here won't last long. The mages in the clubhouse outside are all low-level mages, and they can't deal with those carrion corpses, and it won't take long for them to die, and then all the carrion corpses will rush over to deal with us. This wall was only temporarily built by the mage using spells, and it needs to be reinforced with other spells to maintain it! Also, the few in the lounge are about to mutate, so we have to do our best to find a solution. I don't want to die here either, you guys hurry up and get an idea! He pushed open the door to the lounge with his backhand and closed it again. It's just that this gap between opening and passing, everyone can really see that the eight people in the room have become Hulks, all holding their heads and whining there, and they may complete the mutation at any time. When the time comes, they'll rush out of the break room and go on a killing spree!

All the mages, you look at me, they all look at others unpleasantly, their family backgrounds and classes are similar, how can they not be willing to listen to others, and even if they think about it, even if they stand up, they have no confidence to restrain everyone, and they are speechless for a while. After a long time, a mature female mage in her thirties said, "It's better to compare the class, whose rank is the highest and listen to whom, the same class is better than the position and example in the domestic association." ”

There's no other way around, but it's a good idea. So all the mages showed their badges one after another. Originally, these badges were pinned to the chest, but they were covered in wizarding robes. This bright, good guy, a red emblem is bright, if you are a blue emblem, you are embarrassed to show it to others. The class is the same, then it is only a matter of position and example. But before they could open their mouths, the door of the lounge was slammed open, and a fat green figure rushed out with a sharp howl, it was one of the eight people in the room, who had completed the mutation!

The election was not over yet, and the carrion ran out ahead of time without cooperating. All the mages were shocked, and instinctively raised their staffs and planned to attack the carrion. Yong Bowen stood by the door, and when he saw this state, he was startled, this is going to make these mages who don't know the importance of it blow up this rotting corpse, and he can't care about others, but his brother has to drench his head and face first. Immediately, without waiting for the other people to send out the spell, he slapped his hands and sacrificed the wind and fire talismans, but this time the power of the wind talisman was far greater than the power of the fire talisman, and he saw a fierce wind with flames roaring out, hitting the rotting corpse that had just broken through the door, and immediately blew the rotting corpse back into the room, fell to the ground, and burst out of flames.

"Those who know how to fire come forward, burn them all first!"

Yong Bowen shouted and stepped forward first. The mage who knew fire spells hurriedly stood at the door and cast spells in the lounge. This is not the time to be soft-hearted, everyone took out the strongest fire method they knew, and threw it into the lounge violently, and saw that the entire lounge became a big stove, except for the red flames in the eyes, nothing could be seen, and the heat wave hit the face, and the hair was roasted and curled slightly. I heard the screams in the flames, and some people cursed loudly, thinking that someone had not yet completed the mutation and was still conscious, but was also roasted alive. It's just that as soon as the mage who cast the spell heard the sound in this room, he knew that the people inside were not dead, and he didn't dare to stop, and he continued to exert his strength. There was a barbecue here, and suddenly there was a muffled sound behind him, and with the sound, the temporary wall was crumbling, thinking that the rotting corpses on the other side of the wall began to attack. Mages who knew earth, rock, and defensive spells didn't need to be said, and they automatically and consciously began to bless the temporary wall with spells.

When there was no movement in the lounge, the situation was maintained for the time being. Then a mage shouted, "Tell us all about your position and choose the leader!" So all the mages reported to their homes in a gossiping manner, but these more than 200 people, wanting to finish talking about them all, was not a matter of a while and a half, and the mages who were responsible for blessing the Linjian wall couldn't help but be angry, and shouted: "Such a choice, when you choose someone, the wall will fall!" "There is still half a sentence that has not been said, even if it is selected, I still know what kind of grandparents it is, and whether I have the ability to lead everyone to break out of the encirclement, then let's talk about it. This kind of oolong has been out back then. Many mages united to hunt the Ice Witch in the Arctic area, but instead fell into an ambush, the leader hung up at the beginning of the battle, and the rest of the mages were not convinced by anyone, so they had to temporarily compare the class and elect a new leader, but the one who was elected with the highest class was a second ancestor who didn't know anything, and he couldn't come up with a way to break through the siege, so he didn't have the courage to make a decision, and as a result, those mages ushered in the general attack launched by the Ice Witch in the non-stop quarrel, except for a lucky faraway who knew ice and snow magic and pretended to be dead and fled, Everyone else has become permanent ice sculptures in the Arctic. At this time, this observation group can be called a collection of two ancestors, and even if they are selected, they may not have that ability.

As soon as Yong Bowen saw that the heat was almost the same, and it would be a mistake to delay any longer, he immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Don't make any noise, listen to me!" ”

When the other mages heard this, they all sneered--this guy is too uninteresting, why did he come out again-and were about to open his mouth, but they saw Yong Bowen spread his palms unhurriedly.

In the palm of his hand lies a purple badge.