Star Special Forces: The Strongest Little Freshman

Chapter 111: Tear Gas Wake-up Service!

"Your Excellency, we understand your concerns, and to be honest, I am equally surprised to see the battle between the stars of that ancient country and the goshawk today!"

"But please rest assured, in order to ensure that the mission can be completed 100%, the one we sent out this time is the Hanzo Sword Saint!"

"Nani, Hanzo Sword Master?!

Hearing these four words, Kishimoto was stunned, he seemed to have not heard this name for a long time, but when he heard this long-lost name, two other words immediately appeared in his mind: demon.

Hanzang Sword Saint, formerly known as Hanzo Jinzhi, began to practice kendo at the age of three, and became an obsessive with sword practice!

It is the existence of the second only Pope in the bushido of the Wa Kingdom, and perhaps in the hearts of many samurai, the status of the Pope is not as good as that of the Hanzo Sword Saint!

Kishimoto, who was originally full of worries, after hearing this name, all his worries disappeared, and his frowns were relaxed, and he even joked with great interest:

"Yoshi, Edo-kun, can you tell me how you got the old youkai?"

"Your Excellency, it's not the Hanzang Sword Saint I went to invite, in fact, his old man has also been paying attention to the Ancient Kingdom's "Sacred Mission" After seeing the battle between the goshawk and that star, he took the initiative to contact me to leave some information about that star!"

Nani?

Hearing that even the perennial reclusive Hanzang Sword Saint was paying attention to this show, it instantly surprised Kishibei.

He suddenly realized,

Even if the influence of the show "Sacred Mission" has been overestimated, the facts have proved that it is still underestimated.

"I know, I look forward to Hanzang Sword Saint, who can bring us good news, I must tell him that the goal this time is to be able to kill the star named Xiao Mo, if not, you can kill a few more stars of the ancient country!"

When he said this, Anbei's two eyes stared at the screen in the conference room, and it felt like he had seen Xiao Mo and other stars covered in blood on the screen, falling under the body of the Hanzang Sword Saint!

"Hi, rest assured, the results will definitely satisfy you!"

Edo, on the other end of the line, straightened up and bowed solemnly to the air.

.........

The next day, in the early hours of the morning.

"Sacred Mission" live broadcast room.

Even though the picture has long been frozen, only the appearance of the stars' dormitories remains, there are still many viewers who are reluctant to leave, and they are still enthusiastically barrage.

"What are you doing, stay up late for the first place, and like it if you stay in the live broadcast room all night and don't sleep, let me see how many people are as unwilling to sleep as I am!"

The thumb button in the lower left corner instantly becomes 9999+.

Something like this is nothing to follow in the live broadcast room of "Sacred Mission".

"Damn, you guys are so awesome, don't you need to sleep?"

"Sleep paralyzed, get up, isn't it fragrant to watch the live broadcast, what is there to sleep on?"

"Yes, only those who are useless to the country will sleep, and we have already given up sleeping!"

"Cowhide cowhide, I can't afford to mess with it, but I just want to know, what are you all looking at?"

"You don't understand this, Buddhism, the three realms of life, mountains are mountains, water is water.... Mountains are not mountains, water is not water, mountains are still mountains, water is still water.... In your eyes, this is just an ordinary picture, but I saw the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in it, saw the various states of life, and heard the stars crying alone in the quilt on a lonely night. "

"Damn... What about talents, so if you can speak, why don't you write a book?"

"Cowhide cowhide, it's really a hero generation who comes out!"

All kinds of barrages slid densely on the screen of the live broadcast room, and countless people chatted happily.

The time in the upper left corner kept passing, and at five o'clock in the morning, the picture in the live broadcast room underwent some changes.

Seven or eight neatly dressed special forces appeared in the frozen picture, even if they couldn't see their faces clearly, but the audience still recognized them at a glance.

These people are members of the Thunderbolt Commando.

Seeing them holding steel guns, tall and mighty, many viewers who were already ready to sleep instantly came to their senses.

", what's the situation, what time is it, the training has begun?"

"Don't these special forces have to sleep, they get up so early?"

"Suddenly I feel a little sorry for these stars, I guess I haven't been asleep for long, and now I have to get up again!"

"Feel sorry for them, buddy, what about you, it's only been two days, have you forgotten that just filming a scene before was an income that countless people couldn't earn in a lifetime!"

"Wow..... I can finally see my husband Xiao Mo again, husband, everyone misses you!"

"Don't force it, it's blocking me from watching the picture, the computer is stuck 6 times, and I haven't gotten the barrage yet!"

"Wait a minute, you see, what are those special forces holding in their hands?!"

"Bomb?.... What is this for?"

"That's not a bomb ..... I know this thing.... It seems to be tear gas....!"

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