Three hundred and forty-nine, the Supreme Martial Society (ninety)

Listening to the louder and louder scolding in his ears, Maritus said with a pale face: "As far as I know, Mr. An Ming, you have not yet been officially canonized in the demon clan, so you don't need to bear too much burden for this." ”

Wang Zhi'an Ming shouted in a deep voice: "Although I have not been officially sealed, I have passed the approval of the royal family of the demon clan and the people of the demon clan, and today I am handcuffed by you and bow my head in front of everyone, how can I establish my prestige in the future, how to lead the people of the demon clan, and how to face the eyes of my thousands of demon people?"

At the same time as An Ming's side was angry, the crusade team on that side had become more and more noisy, and there was a great tendency to move forward again.

Qiang Gu, who clearly heard An Ming's conversation with Marites, had a hunch in his heart that he might not be able to escape this catastrophe today, and thought that instead of dying under the other party's dense fireball array, it would be better to take advantage of the current vigorous fight.

Thinking of this, his strong bones showed his anger, and he walked towards the Protoss crusade team step by step with a pair of copper hammers in hand. The crusade team composed of thousands of gods saw that the strong bones leaned over with an unkind face, and their hearts raised their vigilance, and the fireball in the center rose again, and a big battle was inevitable.

"Mr. An Ming. The gray-faced Marites snorted, and then stabilized her knotted tongue and whispered in An Ming's ear: "Mr. An Ming can't hesitate any longer, if the situation changes, it will be difficult for you and me to stop it, and then the general trend will really go." …… In case the two sides make another move, there are thousands of gods of our clan here, even if Mr. An Ming has the ability to reach the heavens, it is impossible to defeat a thousand with one person, right? At that time, even if you can protect yourself, can you still protect the trust of the two thousand demons in this demon nest?"

An Ming's eyes flickered, and his lips trembled. His heart suddenly hesitated.

The field outside the demon nest has already been killed, and looking at the whole scene, the Protoss team is like a group of man-eating ants gathered together, about to rush up and eat up the lives in the demon nest. Strong bones strode forward like a lone hero, rushing to the battlefield of death.

"Mr. An Ming. Maritus drank again, stimulating An Ming's high-speed thinking nerves, and said, "As a courtier, shouldn't you think about the safety of the demon royal family?"

An Ming's cheeks were red, his teeth were biting, and his angry eyes were bloodshot and red. His body trembled slightly. In a matter of seconds, his brain raced thousands of times, pondering this almost unsolvable puzzle.

———————— everything is providential?

"Strong bones are back!" An Ming finally let out a loud roar to suppress the situation that was about to go berserk.

In the midst of the turmoil, everyone present focused their eyes on him. Wang Zhi'an clenched his fists angrily and slowly stretched out to the sheriff Maritus. Accept this humiliating choice in front of you.

Behind the shield array, a thin demon pawn stood up nervously and said, "Don't do this. Lord Ahmeong. You are the savior of our people's hope. How can he be humiliated today in the hands of a low-level of the Protoss. As long as Lord An Ming says a word, we are willing to fight here with the adults. ”

Maritus shuddered and shook her hand at the emaciated pawn. He whispered: "Don't say it, don't say it." ”

Turning his head to face An Ming, Marites felt the anger surging all over Wang Zhi An Ming timidly, and whispered timidly: "Mr. An Ming, it's just a formality, I'll speak for you later." ”

"You turtle grandson try it?" Qiang was so angry that he wanted to step forward and beat Marites violently, but was stopped by An Ming.

"Come on!" An Ming closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Not daring to delay any longer, Marites hurriedly moved.

With a crisp "click" sound, an ordinary pair of alloy handcuffs that were no more ordinary had already cuffed An Ming's hands. That is, with this crisp "click" sound, a burst of cheers mixed with excitement, arrogance, and complacency broke out in the Protoss crusade team, but at the same time, it was also a voice that inevitably seemed vain.

In the midst of this noisy cheer, An Ming turned his head and said in a deep voice: "The big boss of the Feijiao Clan, I ask you as the ruling king of the demon clan, are you willing to go to the judicial department with me to be investigated?"

The demon pawn shield array hurriedly separated left and right, revealing Ji Ao Gong, who had been hiding behind the shield. Ji Ao Gong was stunned for a moment, and then complained in his heart. - An Ming wanted to accompany him, firstly, he was worried that after he left, he would take the opportunity to slander and sway the opinions of the royal family, and secondly, he tied himself to the "chariot" and told his younger brother that he had to do his best to rescue the two.

But although he could see through An Ming's intentions, Ji Ao Gong had to nod in agreement in the angry eyes of the demon pawns left and right.

When the dust settled, Xueskin, who was hiding behind the tent in the distance, finally walked out slowly, with a look of grief and sorrow. An Ming glanced at her lightly, and strode away under the company of the security guards on the left and right and the gaze of his own soldiers.

———— I was arrested today at the hands of a sheriff of the Protoss, and I am ashamed of my life.

At sunset, the news of An Ming, the ruling king hand-appointed by the Demon Clan's royal family, being arrested by the Protoss magistrate for his connection with the hospital bombing that occurred at noon today, had spread throughout the No. 1 Divine Domain. The streets and alleys are full of rumors about An Ming's arrest, and the amazing thing is that with the continuous spread of these unreasonable speculations and rumors, people actually believe more and more that An Ming is the culprit who planned this bombing.

In the command room of the Supreme Martial Arts Alliance, Ah Meiwu, the female secretary who had just learned the news of An Ming's arrest, was silent, and finally made up her mind to come to the office of Lion Afat alone amid the buzzing discussions of the staff on the left and right.

Lion Alpha, who was silently enjoying pure coffee, quietly put down the coffee cup in his hand and said in a low voice, "Ah Mei, you shouldn't have come in without knocking on the door." ”

Ah Mei frowned, closed the door gently, and said in a sweet and clear voice: "Chief Elder, the high-level of the Protoss has just released the news: An Ming, the ruling king of the Demon Clan, has been arrested. ”

Lion? Afat smiled faintly and said without looking back: "I already know the way." ”

"Lord, are you working with the Weeping Blood Angel for this?" (To be continued......)

PS: Mom can really nag, one thought is two hours, so I can't concentrate.