Three hundred and forty-seven, the Supreme Martial Society (eighty-eight)

In the headquarters room of the Supreme Martial Arts Alliance, all the technicians were busy due to the explosion that had just occurred. The ticking of the communicator in their ears never stopped, and there were too many gods who cared about the development of the situation into their hotline. Stereoscopic displays are constantly switching between shots, and the managers and technicians here hardly have a moment to sit down, repeating the work at hand. -- There is only one exception.

The female secretary, Ah Mei, stood quietly among the technicians shuttling back and forth, staring blankly at everything displayed on the largest monitor in the middle: -- it was a picture of the explosion of the Protoss Hospital and the collapse of the spiritual superiority.

Chief, is this the result of your cooperation with the Weeping Blood Angels, no matter how much I have admired you, I will never agree with this practice of sacrificing my own people to achieve the goal.

...... Beyond the Nest. ......

Faced with the situation of thousands of gods outside the demon nest ready to move, Ji Ao Gong, who recommended himself as the temporary commander, climbed the walled guard tower, bent down and hugged his fists at the gods present: "Don't be impulsive, everyone must not be impulsive." All the Protoss warriors present, please remember that the Protoss has always been gentle and humble, and you must not lose the excellent qualities of your family because of a moment of anger. ”

"Who listens to your old demon skin!" One of the leaders of the gods came forward and shouted: "Tell your demon queen to come out and surrender and apologize, otherwise we will set foot on your walled city today." ”

Together, the thousands of gods let out a wolf-like roar in unison:

"Drink, drink, drink......。 ”

The sound was terrifying, and the animals in the demon nest struggled in horror by the stake. The entire two-zhang long wooden staff lined up the wall also shook slightly in this sound, and the demon guards who were waiting for it all secretly changed their faces under this sound.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Ji Ao Gong frowned and waved his hand skillfully and said: "The old man has already understood the reason for the siege of our clan's temporary garrison today, but this matter is too strange, and it is not wise to use facts in a hurry! According to the old man's words, it is better to wait for the high-level of the god clan to come and start a high-level dialogue, and then the gods and demons will investigate together to find out the matter. When the time comes, if it is really found out that it is because of the rebellion of our radicals, the old man will definitely tie up his five flowers and dedicate it to the throne, and will not cover up and connive. ”

The gods were silent for a moment, and suddenly several people shouted in unison: "What weight does your old puppet have to speak, tell the demon queen to come out." We want her to come and bow our heads and apologize for our sins, otherwise we will really kill us. ”

Ji Ao Gong became a bitter gourd face for a while, and said again and again: "The old man is just a temporary commander, and he does not have the power to invite the demon queen of my clan. If you insist on this, can you wait for the new ruler of our people to return, and he will answer you personally? (To be continued......)

PS: Today, I accompanied my dad to watch Evergrande's game, and my thinking was a little stuck after it was over.

There's no way to finish 2,000 words before going to bed, so I'll make it up tomorrow!