I saw that the audience was all the media from the lighthouse country.

There are print media such as Daily Oil News, Xinxiang Times, and Disclosure Agency, as well as Foxks, such TV stations, as well as online platforms such as Special Push, Fishbuk, and YouTube.

And in the distance, there is a large crowd of people holding large signs with scribbled handwriting such as "Peace", "Love", "Cooking", "Gender Freedom", etc.

After Mu Cang's arrival, they didn't have the slightest panic and fear, but they whistled frequently and cheered again and again.

There are even many young men and women who turned their backs with laughter, chewing gum while holding up their mobile phones at a 45-degree angle, using various gestures, or backhand biye or middle finger up, to put themselves and Mu Cang in the same photo frame and take a picture far away.

It's like a big party.

In front of the crowd, those media also became extremely excited when Mu Cang appeared.

Dozens of camera lenses moved collectively, all of which were given to Mu Cang, and the reporters completely forgot the rules of the interview like chicken blood, and tried their best to lean out and ask Mu Cang a question:

"Are you from the Blue Star?"

"Do you like Lighthouse Country? Do you love lighthouses? ”

"Did you save the Lighthouse Nation because you thought the Lighthouse Nation was the benchmark for the Blue Star civilizations?"

"What do you think of the owner and the oil?"

"What do you think about love and justice?"

"Do you serve God? Do you feel like you've been given some kind of mission? ”

"Do you feel that the people of the lighthouse are grateful to you for saving the lighthouse? Do you feel worthy of this gratitude? ”

"Do you feel like a threat to the lighthouse?"

"Do you have a sense of responsibility for the safety of the world? Will you protect the world? Protecting all of humanity? ”

"Do you feel that your power should be regulated? If not, can you regulate yourself? ”

For a while, all kinds of questioning or mean words suddenly surrounded Mu Cang's hearing.

It's noisy, almost like a swarm of buzzing flies.

At this time, Tom, who was standing next to him, handed the microphone to Mu Cang, bowed down slightly and said with an inexplicable smile:

"Mr. Superman, you ...... Let's say a few words. ”

Mu Cang glanced at the microphone obliquely, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, faintly revealing a little mockery, and said indifferently:

"I feel that ray of pleasure in your heart, are you trying to coerce me with so-called morality and public opinion? Want to see my reaction? ”

Tom was stunned for a moment, as if puzzled, "Mr. Superman, I ...... Don't know what you're talking about? ”

"Huh."

Mu Cang chuckled and reluctantly raised his hand to grab Tom's head, because the strength and speed were too terrifying, in a ten-thousandth of a second, that slender palm violently tore out a high-temperature plasma channel in the air, covering a large area of Tom and his back.

The latter's soul was shocked, and his body wanted to dodge but it was too late, so he had to escape from a cloud of turbid black ghasts and wanted to fly away.

But, it's too late.

Boom Boom Boom !!

The loud bang continues!

In an instant, the sluggish Tom, the large lawn behind him, and even the Gray Palace-style townhouses thousands of kilometers away, were all blasted into countless scorched slag powder by the ferocious plasma current formed by Mu Cang's casual slapping of the air.

"You seem to have misunderstood, this world, that world, this is my world, I can do whatever I want, no one can put a beak."

Mu Cang's eyes were scarlet, and he turned his head to look at the frightened reporters in the audience and the idle crowd in the distance, and said indifferently, "You guys, just live for my happiness." ”

Everyone was frightened, and hurriedly turned their heads and ran, crying as they ran:

"The Commander is Dead?!!

"Ahhh

"Devil! You are the devil! ”

"He's a yellow-skinned demon!"

"A brute without a heart!"

"Run! This is a madman! ”

Mu Cang didn't get up to pursue, but didn't hurry to move his eyes to the far left of the group of people who hurriedly turned around and fled, and then two scarlet beams suddenly exploded in his eyes, accurately hitting a white eagle-hooked reporter wearing glasses.

Chirp!

The scorching light sliced him diagonally in two, and the terrifying heat of the beam instantly baked his remains into shattered charred skeletons and shriveled pieces of carbonized flesh, scattered in all directions.

The two beams were castrated, almost sweeping off the back of the white man's hooked nose before striking another bald black reporter behind him.

Chirp!

The black man was once again swept into several carbonized corpses.

It took less than a ten-thousandth of a second to break the strong black man away, and the beam shot back at a middle-aged, bald videographer farther behind.

Sweep off, scorch, vaporize.

In this way, the dozens of reporters on the far left of the group of reporters in the audience were like harvested wheat, and the red light bursting out of Mu Cang's eyes penetrated and swept away in a second, and the castration extended farther away.

For a while, the stumps were flying and blood was surging, and the entire press conference turned into a hellish killing field in seconds.

Everyone screamed and cried and fled into the wilderness.

Mu Cang was not in a hurry, he just leaned over with his hands behind his back and turned his head from left to right, slowly slaughtering.

All those who were hit by the red light were cut into scorched corpses in an instant.

In the path of the beam, no matter whether it was dozens or hundreds, their flesh and blood could not stop the pace of the beam for even a moment.

The beam swept by, and all the media workers in that area of the route, as well as the crowd of people who found it wrong and ran wildly in the distance, all fell to the ground and died in an instant, and there were no dead bodies.

Tweet tweet tweet!!

During the entire sweeping process, the corners of Mu Cang's mouth kept rising, revealing a strong pleasure and pleasure.

Ten seconds later, he stopped the slaughter, and his eyes slowly returned to black.

But the entire press conference was full of severed limbs, rotted and charred corpses.

The whole scene was full of dead silence, blood, and scorching.

At the same time, everything that just happened was faithfully played by several cameras.

As for how many people saw this scene?

Will they be angry, or will they be afraid?

What kind of behavior will you do because of this?

To be honest, Mu Cang didn't care at all.

On this small planet now, only the billions of people in the Great Xia Empire can make him look the other way.

After all, the language is the same, the culture and customs are the same, and the appearance and temperament are the same, it is difficult not to make Mu Cang feel a little sense of belonging and identity.

As for the others.

Sorry, it's just a toy.

"Why can't you just be a little better?"

Mu Cang sighed, turned his head, and looked at the powerful soul body on his side, which was restrained by mental power and was struggling violently, as if it had gathered all the chaos and evil in the world, and said with a light smile:

"They must have been specially arranged by you, imagining that you could see my embarrassed posture after succumbing to morality and public opinion? Is it for fun, or is it for another purpose? ”

Change source app, view the latest chapters of the book on multiple sites at the same time. 】