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Ow!

The pain of the broken arm made the tiger-headed man let out a mournful cry. The sprayed blood splashed all over the place, looking extremely miserable.

Everyone was shocked. At this time, Zhang Meng was hiding in the crowd. The live broadcast system in his mind was activated again and uploaded the scene in front of him to the live broadcast room.

"God, scared me to death! I thought that little Loli was going to get cold just now..."

"Amazing, awesome! The little brother's posture is so handsome!"

"Looking at the background, it seems to be the Tongqing Building in our Jincheng, right? Damn it, it's not far from my home!"

"The same is China, the same is South Jiangsu... Why are you Jincheng so good? Why do you always produce all kinds of talents?"

"Wow! Who just saw what he did?"

"It's too fast to see clearly!"

"I took the screenshot just now, slowed it down a hundred times, and finally captured a little afterimage. It's tuna! The little brother used tuna to cut off the monster's arm!"

"Kim, tuna? That tuna seems to be cooked, right? Not for eating? 35

"Although I don't really believe it, in fact, the tuna is indeed my brother's weapon. I only saw a white light from the tuna, and the chicken monster's arm was broken.

"That's fantastic, my friend."

"This world has already entered the age of fantasy, my friend. Even this monster has appeared in the public eye. What else is impossible?"

"That's right! Have you forgotten the fear of the people of Jincheng being dominated by blood-clothed dragon riders?"

"Who of you noticed that those monsters just said they were looking for "Guan Qianfan". "Guan Qianfan" of the Southern Jiangsu General Administration, this guy seems to have shown his face in the live broadcast last time. He was tricked by a stupid teammate that one?"

"Not just last time. He was in the crowd this time, and I saw him when the camera flashed.

"Shrinked eggs?"

"Mostly it's shrinking.

"This is the face of the Occult Authority! Gee, shame!"

A barrage of barrages quickly refreshed the screen. Under the rhythm of some people, they began to frantically complain about the rules and policies of the Supernatural Administration, thinking that these guys are not worthy of the title of "public servants".

With the fermenting of the live broadcast, the entire headquarters of southern Jiangsu fell into a great pressure of fishing boats.

A certain minister who was watching the live broadcast overturned several tables in a row, and wanted to scold his mother angrily.

This Guan Qianfan is poisonous! What the hell did he do?!

On the Jincheng Office side, the collective fell into a certain delicate atmosphere.

"This, is Wang Mo Bai?" Director Li Xingyan stared at the big screen carefully and asked uncertainly.

"Although I can't see the exact appearance, I can be sure that he is right." Li Qingying nodded and said, "He has been out of this outfit recently."

"When did he have this ability?" Li Xingyan turned his face away and looked at his subordinates. "Also, who of you know what this ability is?"

The two sisters Li Qingying and Li Yueying looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time. The other Transcendents also kept silent. To be honest, everyone present didn't even see how Mo Bai made his move. Who knows what that ability is?

"That's swordsmanship. Zhang Xin, who was sitting on the right side of the main seat, suddenly opened his mouth and said.

"Are you sure?" "Li Xingyan showed an unbelievable expression. The rest of the people were also full of surprise. God's special swordsmanship, using salted fish as a sword? Just kidding!

"I can be sure.

As the only swordsman in the field, Zhang Xin nodded firmly. "When a person's swordsmanship reaches the realm of transformation, there is no need to stick to the weapon in his hand. It can be a sword, an iron rod, a branch...or a salted fish.

Entering the realm?!

Hearing these four words, several people present were taken aback at the same time. An expression of inexplicable horror appeared on his face.

As extraordinary people, they are obviously very knowledgeable people. I know very well what kind of difficult prerequisites are needed to achieve swordsmanship into the realm of transformation. Talent, time, and hard work are all indispensable, but Wang Mo Bai is only sixteen years old. How did this fuck get practiced? The one-of-a-kind kendo wizard?

And the most terrifying thing is that the other party has such an extraordinary swordsmanship... The two sisters, Li Qingying, who are guardians, don't even know about it?!

"||Tsk, Wang Anji gave birth to a good son." Staring at the big screen, Li Xingyan could only sigh like this. "There is one thing I have to commend. You were very far-sighted in recruiting him into our Jincheng office, Secretary Zhang."

"This is what I should do." Zhang Xin was not proud. In fact, she just wants to contribute to the future of mankind.

Interesting, one more mystery on this guy!

Li Yueying obviously knew Mo Bai better than all the colleagues present.

She is very clear that the other party is not only as simple as it appears on the surface. The identity of the "Dragon Rider in Blood Clothes" is hidden behind the scenes. If the news comes out, I wonder if everyone sitting here will have a myocardial infarction?

Guo (Are Li Hao) of course! My vision is amazing! The man I like is one of a kind! It's awesome!

"Yueying, what are you thinking?" Li Qingying seemed to see that something was wrong with her sister. That stupid nympho look makes people very worried.

"Ah, it's nothing." Li Yueying groaned inwardly and quickly waved her hand. "I was thinking, do we need help now?"

Just as he finished speaking, Mo Bai on the screen moved again. Several streaks of silver light danced up, and the tiger-headed man in front of him had been slashed into a stout man.

A salted fish from Australia is already supernatural in his hands.

"Help or something, I'm afraid I don't need it anymore." After a moment of silence, Li Xingyan said lightly: "But we still have to prepare for the finishing touches and the aftermath.