Chapter 30: Verifying the Existence of the Doomsday Pattern

"Are you robbers......" Looking at the entire corridor falling into darkness, Ma Xiaokang covered his face and screamed.

"We have broken through the defense line on the 22nd floor and will soon reach the top floor, Mr. Ma Xiaokang came as soon as possible." The White Emperor patted his head a little embarrassedly.

"Forget it, you guys play, I won't go......"

"Why?" The Red Emperor and the White Emperor were a little puzzled.

"Hold the grass, you've sucked up all the electricity! Do you want me to climb up in the dark!? What should I do if I encounter a mutant slave!? Do you have a conscience!? You have to play me to death, don't you!? Ma Xiaokang was so angry that he almost threw the ring on the ground and stepped on it seven or eight hundred times.

"Boss, tea or coffee?" didn't know how to answer Ma Xiaokang's question, so Emperor Bai had no choice but to continue to play the role of a fool.

"Drink your sister!"

In the dark moonlit night, Ma Xiaokang had to stand helplessly on the chair in the corridor on the eighth floor and wait, to be honest, he was indeed unwilling to go upstairs casually, the regeneration ability of mutant slaves was very strong, he was not sure that the Red Emperor and the White Emperor would really eliminate all the mutant slaves, and he had other things to do, so he handed over the task of destroying the root of the virus to the two of them, but he sat quietly in the silent corridor and waited.

After the Red Emperor and the White Emperor arrived on the top floor, he sent the image of the cold room where the virus was studied, looking at the mess inside, Ma Xiaokang didn't have to think about it to know that the scientists who studied the virus were already dead anymore, judging from the bright "pictures" on the wall of the cold room, these scientists should be the first batch of mutant slaves to kill, and the broken limbs scattered on the ground also verified Ma Xiaokang's idea.

Let the Red Emperor and the White Emperor take away all the virus test tubes, Ma Xiaokang ordered them to destroy all the data here with a fire, and after the two Iron Men actively fired two electromagnetic cannons, they returned to the eighth floor leisurely, not estimating the possibility that this fire might burn down the entire hospital.

"Mission complete, earn 500 points."

The voice of the Lord God was still so cold.

"Mission 2: Celestial burials in ancient Egypt. Time to mission start: 1 month. ”

"Mission Story: Prevent the Awakening of an Ancient Mummy of the Sky Burial."

"Kill Reward: 1 point for killing a normal mummy, 50 points for killing a sphinx."

"Mission Reward: Earn 500 Points, No Ratings."

"Mission Duration: Permanent or 0187 World Destruction."

Before Ma Xiaokang had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the main god's prompt sounded again, looking at the task information prompted inside, Ma Xiaokang finally understood one thing, that is, the earth has really entered the doomsday mode, no matter what, something really happened to the earth, and all Ma Xiaokang can do is to constantly disintegrate these apocalyptic signs, he really wants to stay on the earth forever, but even if it is a one-fold double wear discount, Ma Xiaokang can't afford it.

Ma Xiaokang returned to the earth from the main god space for a total of three days, according to the calculation of 1 point per minute, that is 4320 points, because of the discount of the main god, he only consumed 432 points, but let him stay for a month and wait for the second mission to start, then it will really be a blood collapse.

Originally, he came back to Earth just to explain some future affairs, but after coming back, he found a problem: he seemed to put down a lot of things, including He Jieyu, including the Dragon Group, including the crisis that this world is about to face, think about it carefully, it turns out that he is inseparable from this world.

Whether it is as one of the Big Three, the head of the magneto company who controls the lifeblood of many countries, or as the "emperor" of the dragon group, the world needs him.

There was a slight sound in the dark corridor, it did not belong to the patients who were isolated by Ma Xiaokang with alchemy, nor to the Iron Men who were returning here, but to an assassin organization: "Shadow Alliance", this Japanese army secretly carried out all kinds of ulterior assassinations, Ma Xiaokang's mobile phone also rang at this moment, showing the inside number of the dragon group, and the cheerful ringtone seemed to convey the anxious emotions of the dragon group.

Ma Xiaokang slowly pressed the answer button, and the personnel of the Dragon Group Secret Service Department inside immediately roared, "Sky! Where are you!? ”

"Japan, to be honest, there aren't even a cherry blossom here, bad review!" Ma Xiaokang touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Didn't we tell you not to go around!? You've gone to someone's lair!? "If the voice can kill, I'm afraid Ma Xiaokang has been killed by this magic sound.

"You told me not to walk around, and you didn't say where I couldn't go......" Ma Xiaokang waved his hand innocently.

There was a suppressed emotion on the side of the "......" dragon group, as if a volcano had been poured with "laxatives".

"Don't worry, monkeys can come and go freely, and you're still worried that I'll die here?" Ma Xiaokang smiled, his eyes quietly glancing at the dark corner of the corner.

"Send me the GPS and we'll send someone to pick you up right away! You've made a lot of noise this time! ”

"No, I have my own way to leave, is there anything else, I'm hanging up?" It doesn't matter if there is anything going on on the side of the dragon group, anyway, Ma Xiaokang hung up the phone directly, stood up and loosened his shoulders leisurely, he waved his hand at the dim corner, "Come out, you've fought so many times, can't you change some new tricks?" What do you do all day like a mouse? ”

Several figures slowly walked out of the dark corridor, surrounding Ma Xiaokang in an enveloping position, and the only window that could escape was sealed by Ma Xiaokang himself with alchemy, in a certain theory, Ma Xiaokang was already a mortal person.

"Blood Shadow Thirteen...... Except for the six who went to Huaxia to chase me, are you the only ones left? With a look of "dissatisfaction", Ma Xiaokang said with disgust.

"Jintian mud coin forty-five five (today you will definitely die)!" Speaking in an extremely unauthentic Chinese language, the Oriental Assassin said with a hideous face.

Without continuing to give Ma Xiaokang a chance to speak leisurely, the seven ninjas rushed over with their blades in their hands, and while they were talking, the two Iron Men also ran from a distance, looking at Mr. Ma Xiaokang, who was immediately stabbed into a honeycomb, and the two big iron pieces suddenly became at a loss.

If you want to save Ma Xiaokang at this distance, you must use an electromagnetic cannon, but once the electromagnetic cannon is fired, it will definitely hurt Ma Xiaokang.

Dodging sideways, raising his left hand, Ma Xiaokang avoided the short blade in the front, but he was immediately stabbed twice in the back, his brows were a little furrowed, he glanced at his reddened right hand helplessly, sighed with some pity, glared at the ground, and pounced into the distance.

"It's still a gathering of solitude, mud is four dingli (there is poison on the knife, you are dead)!" The ninja laughed wickedly.

Smiled mockingly, Ma Xiaokang shook his head and sighed, if it wasn't for the injury on his right arm, how could he be stabbed by the blood shadows so easily, originally Ma Xiaokang wanted to kill one or two blood shadows before returning, but now it seems that he has miscalculated, in the dark field, he is really not the opponent of these "Oriental rats".

"The next time we meet, you'll not be so lucky." Ma Xiaokang put on a "harmless to humans and animals" smile, and there was no joy, anger or sorrow on his cold face.

"Da", snapped his fingers, and on the passage of the corridor, Ma Xiaokang was like a god, under the gaze of the blood shadows, dissipating like the wind.