Reflect the world

Chapter 50 I Allow You to Reorganize the Language
"How far is it from the ink core secret room?"

The crimson magma-like shark teeth split a Mohist disciple who was about to retreat into the passage in half with a sword. Amidst the short screams, a handful of blood gushing out formed a gorgeous painting on the passage. Wei Zhuang withdrew his sword expressionlessly, and asked Gong Shuchou without looking back.

The raging murderous aura was lingering in the air, and Gong Shuchou could already hear the impatience contained in it, and he didn't dare to neglect it. The answer had already flowed through his mind several times, but he still took out the blueprint of the Mohist mechanism city to confirm it, and said carefully: " There are also two levels of traps, through which you can reach the periphery of the Mohe secret room, but..."

"Say!"

Knowing that Wei Zhuang has been irritated by the successive disciples of the Mo family and the endless institutions, Gong Shuchou dare not neglect at all.

"The organ defense there is considered to be the strongest. With Qin soldiers, it is impossible to break through. No matter how much it is, it will be death."

"There will naturally be a way to get there, can you advance quickly?"

Seeing Wei Zhuang's slightly impatient expression, Gong Shuchou swallowed the words again, and reorganized the words: "Yes!"

It's just that the price will be very high, Gong Shuchou added in his heart.

The organs of the Mohist Organ City have been perfected generation after generation. As a member of the Gongshu family, he is known as the most brilliant person, and he can indeed dismantle all the organs.

But the premise is to give him enough time. Any organization that wants to disintegrate will need arduous exploration. After all, it is the result of the efforts of several generations.

Forcibly ignoring these objective facts will cost lives.

He looked behind him without any trace. Originally, after 200 Qin soldiers entered the organ city, there were only [-] people following them.

Nearly a hundred people have been lost on this road one after another. This is the premise of the rapid response of public defeat and the disintegration of many agencies.

"Then it's all about luck."

Gongshuchou cracked his mouth, revealing the upper half of his teeth that looked like jagged teeth.

He didn't care too much about the deaths of these Qin soldiers, and he cared more about the destruction of the Mohist mechanism city.

"The Mo family despises our Gongshu family, but after today, there will be only Gongshu family in the world, and there will be no Mohist family."

The old man sneered as he watched team after team of Qin soldiers advance. In this doomed game, they were considered abandoned.

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"Cough...cough...it's really fucking hard."

Tang Xuanming straightened up with difficulty, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and five heavily armored soldiers were lying beside him, all dead.

And in this narrow, narrow passage, Qin Bing's ten-member team was completely dead.

Although there was pain in all the limbs, and every heaving and rising of the chest seemed to pull the lungs, causing bursts of pain, but Tang Xuanming grinned silently.

Looking at the messy Qin Bing, I was sincerely excited.

Killing a small group of Qin soldiers is just a matter of breath for a top expert like Gao Jianli Gai Nie, and it will not take much effort at all.

But for Tang Xuanming, it was a complete change. He was just an ordinary person, and it was okay to let him kill chickens and ducks.

He also tried fighting wild wolves, but it was a glorious victory for him to collide with the iron hoof of Qin, the most elite of this era, and to be able to win the battle.

"It's not scum anymore, at least it has a certain ability to protect itself in this troubled world."

Keeping the mysterious breathing method between the mouth and nose to relieve the pain of limbs and bones, Tang Xuanming secretly opened a mechanism next to him, and a secret door opened in the passage next to it, and he walked directly into it.

From time to time, he knocked on the wall, exposing a section of copper pipe, and communicated with the class master and others through the wired communication of this era.

"Activate Xuanwu, don't leave any Qin soldiers who entered the water..."

"The white tiger was dispatched, and all the auxiliary soldiers stationed outside in charge of the Qin army's logistics were wiped out, and their ears, eyes and mouthpieces were cut off..."

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"Master Ban, how are the heavy armor soldiers in the organ city coping?"

Listening to the squad leader orderly issuing orders to kill Qin Jun one after another, Tang Xuanming's perception of this weird old man changed.

"To be able to keep the Mohist mechanism in mind, and manipulate it proficiently, to become a person who is like a general hub, his attainments in mechanism are indeed extraordinary."

"The heavy armored soldiers of the Qin army were scattered and cut by us, and five hundred heavy armored soldiers have been confirmed dead."

Talking about the important results for the Mohist organization, Master Ban had some excitement on his face, but when he looked through the hole for external observation, he saw Wei Zhuang who walked into the hall of the Mohist organization city and was only one step away from the secret room of Mohe While waiting for someone, his face couldn't help but change.

Speech speed up, report quickly.

"The heavy armored soldiers from other branches can no longer pose any harm, but the army following Wei Zhuang has already driven straight in and reached the outside of the Mohe secret room..."

"Uh... ah..."

During this quick question and answer, the hidden bats in the quicksand organization laughed wildly and threw themselves on a Mohist disciple, tearing open his throat and guzzling blood.

A pair of blood-red eyes looked through the eyes of Master Kong Ban and others, and the blood remaining at the corner of his mouth made this monster-like existence look even more terrifying.

On the spot, a Mohist disciple took a step back, horrified.

"I'm going to kill him!" "Bang!"

The sledgehammer that had once fought against the hidden bat angrily smashed its fist against the hard wall of the Mohist organ city. The sound seemed to be roaring, and the Mohist disciples who were close to him had stars in their eyes and buzzing in their ears.

"Calm down!"

Tang Xuanming's words were calm, just because of the fierce fighting, there was a trace of panting. Mo's institutions all over the place were his best hiding places. Even Mo Yuqilin's disguise technique, Tian Wushuang, couldn't find him through the intricate passages.

"Tell me where are little Gaoxue girls? And Gai Nie, we may face the biggest challenge next."

"Korea's once strongest killer, Assassin Reunion, is not something that ordinary Mohist disciples and institutions can deal with."

"The real confrontation is coming soon. Instead of being angry, it's better to save some strength and fight with the assassins who gather and scatter quicksand. If Wei Zhuang can be killed, everything will be calm..."

Sitting cross-legged in the narrow passage, Tang Xuanming adjusted his breath and dealt with the injuries in his body while communicating with Master Ban.

"You little turtles of the Mo family, are you still not coming out? I'll give you an hourglass time, when the time is up..."

Tang Xuanming was about to continue talking when he suddenly heard a deep and thick voice full of masculine charm.

It's just the content of the sound that makes people shudder.

A group of Mohist disciples lined up in a row, all of them were pressed to the ground, and the indifferent Qin State's heavy armored soldiers held their swords and axes high. As long as Wei Zhuang gave an order, all the Mohist disciples would be headed to the ground.

"...When the time is up, if you turtles haven't come out, then these Mohist children will be hacked one by one."

The situation has reached a crisis point.

(End of this chapter)