Power Instructor

Wuhou didn't expect that Dragon Scale people would come in at this time, which is equivalent to exposing himself to everyone at once, which will have a great impact on his future position in Dragon Scale.

Just look at the Xuanqiao that is shining and slowly rotating, Wuhou doesn't have so many worries in his heart.

Wuhou looked at the people who walked in and said coldly, "If I remember correctly, you should have been taught by Ling Chi? Of the people I dispatched here, you are the least of you. So, I did not leave you the opportunity that could have made you stronger."

"Be stronger? What do you mean?"

"Wuhou, I wanted to ask you a long time ago, but I haven't had the chance to see you. Where is my brother Zhang Zhe? You announced that he was discharged and went home, but I contacted his family , He didn't go home at all."

"Yes, several of our comrades in arms were suddenly transferred away by you, and then there was no news. Where did you take them?"

At this time, everyone’s emotions were quite agitated. Although these dragon scales were not all in the same team, the situation was the same. All of them happened when their comrades were transferred and never returned. There were also people in these things. It has been reflected, but there has been no answer. For these things, everyone has long been doubtful.

Wuhou laughed and said, "If you want to see your comrades in arms, then I will fulfill you, right... You just said you want to see Zhang Zhe?"

The young soldier snorted: "Yes, where did you take Zhang Zhe? Zhang Zhe is my classmate. We were admitted to the military academy together, entered Dragon Scale together, and became comrades-in-arms, brothers. What happened, I will never let it go."

Wuhou smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Zhang Zhe was the first member of the sacred legion when our laboratory was formed, and one of the first successful experiments. Now, he has become a god, but you are still a mortal. I am afraid you will see I will feel inferior after I lose him."

"What the **** did you do to him?" the young soldier roared, he wouldn't believe Wuhou's nonsense.

Wuhou smiled and said, "You will be able to see him soon."

With that, Wuhou said to a middle-aged man next to him: "Professor Yang, I have to trouble you to release the people in Lab No. 1 so that all the people under me will take a good look at how I made gods. ."

"This……"

The middle-aged man called Professor Yang hesitated, and said, "Your Excellency Dragon King, this experiment is not yet complete. The people in the laboratory are now beyond control. At this time, let them out... What should I do?"

"You can rest assured that I will handle this."

"This, all right."

Judging from Professor Yang’s reaction, he was actually very unwilling, but after all, he was just a poor person controlled in this laboratory. For Wuhou people, they could only listen to and could not refute. .

At the moment, Professor Yang turned and left reluctantly.

Three minutes later, Professor Yang came back, and about ten people followed him back.

"Zhang Zhe?"

"Huang Mangen?"

"..."

When Professor Yang brought those people back, the people in Longlin immediately recognized those comrades who had disappeared for a while, so they were fine? Was he imprisoned by Wuhou?

"These people have problems."

But everyone who can enter the dragon scales is the elite in the army, and everyone is a very good existence. So when Professor Yang returned with those people, everyone was first excited, and then discovered that something was wrong. At this moment, their comrades-in-arms are back, but in their opinion, they lack a wave of anger.

These... none of them seem to be alive.

Not alive?

Everyone can’t help but be shocked when they have such thoughts in their hearts. Such thoughts are too crazy, but seeing is believing, but they have to admit that everything they see, now that they have come out of their own once alive and kicking. The comrade-in-arms looked dull and walked like a walking dead.

"What did you do to them?" Ling Chi said with a cold face. He didn't say a word, but now he is completely angry.

Although Ling Chi left the dragon scales, those warriors who turned into walking corpses looked very strange, but they were all dragon scales anyway, and now they became the little white rats used by Wuhou to do experiments. It is even shamelessly called the Holy Legion. In the eyes of this bastard, are the lives of these soldiers so worthless?

Wuhou waved his hand and made a "tsk tsk" sound to Ling Chi, and said, "What are you doing? Is our dragon scale gold instructor angry? By the way, I remember, once in our dragon scale, everyone can It’s said that you are a gold medal instructor, and you can even tune into a god-like existence. Look, what I do is actually the same as you. You can create gods, I can also create gods, and I can also create them in batches. God."

"You are not creating a god, you are murdering." Ling Chi gritted his teeth and said.

"No, I am creating a god."

Wuhou waved his hand and hummed: "Now, I'm going to let you see how powerful the gods are produced in batches. The first team will come out and kill these people for me."

When Wuhou's voice fell, the ten soldiers who had passed the Wuhou biochemical experiment jumped down from the stairs and rushed straight towards Ling Chi and the others.

"Zhang Zhe, it's me, don't you remember me?" The young warrior wanted to wake up the biochemical comrade, but the opponent didn't leave any hands. After approaching, he punched him.

The young warrior never expected that Zhang Zhe would really make a move like this, and then he was beaten straight away.

"Everyone, these are not our comrades-in-arms, they are the demons kissed by the devil, demonized, let's send them on the road." Someone in the crowd saw that the situation was irreversible, so they called on their comrades to join hands. Everyone rushed forward. Judging from the number of people, the dragon scale warriors behind Ling Chi were at least three times as many as the biochemical warriors. The situation of the three-on-one situation was more optimistic.

Only soon, Ling Chi realized that things were not optimistic at all.

The former super fighters around Ling Chi, who had relied on powerful abilities to enter the dragon scales, all lost in such a three-on-one situation. Moreover, they were unable to fight back.

The attack methods of these biochemical warriors were very simple. They were brutal, **** and kicking, and the warriors beside Ling Chi fell one by one, falling to the ground, without the strength to get up.

This sacred army created by Wuhou is too powerful, right?