r "Just... Blood Clothes suddenly stormed an innocent woman. I don't know what to say. All of this is too regretful and cruel!"

In the live broadcast room, the commentator stared at the limp body on the screen, "I think it's my responsibility to stand up and condemn the atrocities of Bloody Clothes! I believe that the netizens in front of the screen are the same as me! Bloody Clothes calls themselves the guardian, but did such a thing in full view of everyone!"

In the barrage, countless question marks flooded the screen, and "What a pity!"

Bai Ze looked at the broken stone platform on the screen and the corpse in the pool of blood, with a serious expression. "Blood clothes!"

The commentator became more and more excited as he spoke, and shouted and slapped the table, "Don't think..."

Bang, the commentator flew out of the screen with a muffled sound. The netizens in the live broadcast room could not see it, but the director could see it clearly. Bai Ze's long legs slowly retracted under the table. "There is reason to believe that the Bloody Clothes was attacked by a certain transformer force just now. The woman who came on stage and the attack of the gravel platform were all part of the attack."

Bai Ze said seriously, "The other party used a weapon that does not belong to the earth, but fortunately, Xueyi was only slightly injured and shot one of them on the spot."

In Bai Ze's star-patterned spirit and headphones, a large amount of information and intelligence were gathering. In the picture, a large number of panicked people began to scatter. Many people had never witnessed such a bloody scene with their own eyes. They vomited all over the ground on the spot, and there were many people who fainted. However, there were still some people who had not moved. Compared to the sudden battle and the corpse lying in front of them, they were more concerned about the safety of Bloody Clothes. To be honest, why the stone platform shattered? The people present had no idea at all. Just a stream of light passed by, Bloody Clothes was injured. Under the fox mask, there was an ugly face, and the torn flesh made the face look even more creepy. Under the camera of the high-power camera, everyone was all

Seeing the appearance of Blood Clothes, even the group of Blood Clothes began to hesitate. The peerless face under the mask in imagination turned out to be like this. Just when the crowd was at a loss and was troubled by all kinds of emotions, a figure fell from the sky and landed next to the woman's headless corpse. The surrounding eyes and cameras were refocused on Blood Clothes. He threw a person who was ignorant of life and death on the ground, carrying another burly man in the air. He fumbled the back of the man's neck with his hands for a moment, and then tore off the fake skin on his face, revealing his original appearance. He was a European and American face with an ordinary appearance. "These three, plus the one three days ago, the Apocalypse White Rider should be gone."

Liu Xiao said as he glanced at the transformers of various forces, "Are there anyone who wants to die?"

No one answered, some transformers even turned around and left, what are they going to pull the ball? Three Apocalypse Knights, you kill them, we just watch the fun, goodbye! I'll leave first! I will never come here in Qiantang! The crowd who had turned around and left returned again, but this time, no one cheered, and ordinary people still don't understand what happened. They can accept victory, but it's difficult to accept death. This is the sad humanity and compassion. Liu Xiao can see the doubts about himself and a trace of fear that should not have. Do you want to explain it? No, no, can the sheep understand why the wolf has fangs? Never. "Go home, it's over."

Liu Xiao said gently. No one answered him, and people began to turn around silently and choose to leave. Even half of the men in blood had left with the flow of people. "Silly people."

In the live broadcast room, Bai Ze said angrily, "They don't know how dangerous Blood Clothes were just now. If Blood Clothes were right, the three of them were the Apocalypse White Knights at the Creation World Conference, each of them was a transformationist who killed countless people. That woman was a transformationist with illusion skills, and the other two, one was a God of Destruction, and the other was an intermediate walker! After the woman came on stage, she cast an illusion on Blood Clothes. When Blood Clothes was affected by the illusion, the White Knights in the distance launched a sneak attack! Only when Blood Clothes escaped from the illusion in advance can she avoid the decisive attack! Moreover, the one who caused the divine Qiantang to disrupt this city before was the people of the Apocalypse White Knight!"

"These people are suspicious of the heroes who protect themselves because of fighting and death that they cannot understand. Apart from being stupid, I can't think of these two words to describe!"

Liu Xiao kicked three corpses into a corner, where the people in the organization quickly recovered the corpses. Feeling someone approaching, Liu Xiao turned his head and saw more than a dozen people in blood-clothed clothes surrounded each other, plucking the courage to walk closer. "Blood-clothed clothes, are you okay?"

A sweet-looking girl asked, her eyes wandering and she dared not look directly at Liu Xiao's face. "Don't worry."

Liu Xiao touched his cheek and found that the torn wound had recovered. However, part of the fake skin was turned up, as if the animal was peeling off. Seeing that the blood-clothed answered himself, the girl became a little bolder. "You must be careful, it was too dangerous just now."

Maybe she felt that the girl’s problem was not nutritious, so the woman next to her pulled her sleeve, and the girl asked again, “Are you wearing fake skin too?”

Liu Xiao tore off the raised piece of dough and said helplessly, "Yes, otherwise they will know their identity."

The women's eyes suddenly lit up, as if for a moment, the face of Bloody Clothing was no longer so ugly. "We set up an organization called Bloody Clothing Man, you won't object."

Next to the girl, a middle-aged woman asked timidly. "What are you doing?"

Liu Xiao had heard Bai Ling say it before, but he didn't know what it was for. The women met each other and said excitedly, "It's just for you!"

A girl took out her cell phone, "We have our own live broadcast room. There are more than 8,000 people in blood now. Can you please say hello to everyone?"

Liu Xiao smiled and said, "Forget it, my face is different every time. Now this one will only scare everyone."

"Hold on."

Liu Xiao waved his hand and stopped the women from continuing to ask questions. Because in the headphones, Bai Ling told him that the organization had just received a notice of Earth Order, that the Origin Trial was about to end! When you look up, you can see it. Liu Xiao raised his head and looked up at the race generation list that lies in the sky. Sure enough, there was a countdown number there, now it is 301,300,299. It seems that the Origin Trial is only the last 5 minutes away from the end. "Look, the numbers in the sky are countdown!"

Someone shouted around the crowd who had not left. At this moment, all humans in the world began to look up at the sky. It was finally over. This catastrophe and this change. The so-called ordinary people showed joy on their faces and felt that everything was finally coming to an end. People who knew a little about one or two were worried, feeling that the countdown numbers were like the wooden hammers of the final judgment. When the wooden hammers fell, the pattern of the world would truly take shape and the new order would officially begin. Liu Xiao, like everyone, looked at the sky. The number fields on the proxy list began to undergo drastic changes. The fields representing each transformer began to turn into names, including pseudonyms and real names, and some names that had never appeared on the list suddenly appeared like zombies. "Are you watching too?"

Liu Xiao asked softly. "Yes, my room has windows."

Bai Ling replied softly. "It's very beautiful."

"Well, it would be even more beautiful if your name could be on it."

Bai Ling said with a pity. "Which name?"

Liu Xiao asked. "Well~~~" Bai Ling thought for a moment, "If you want to ask me, of course it is Mocking Feng, because Mocking Feng belongs to me... It's a pity that you can't see your name."

"I've also made the list before, the first time we had a call."

Liu Xiao forced himself to explain. "I know, that's been a few months ago. I know you were the top of the list at that time, but it never appeared again since."

Bai Ling is still a pity now, so she didn't take a photo to leave a memorial at that time. "Tsk~" Liu Xiao rolled his eyes, "I don't pay attention to your SSL customer at all."

"You were just a C-level customer at that time!"

Bai Ling said stubbornly, "Oh, I saw the name of a person in an organization."

In the sky, the rankings of the race generation list are constantly changing, and some Chinese names are also mixed in, but they are mainly nicknames and titles. The merit values ​​of the top ten have also soared from four digits to five digits, and the first digits even reached 87,200. "Why do many names of metamorphosis suddenly appear?"

Liu Xiao asked in confusion. "Because it is meaningless to hide it, and the names of the agent list can be used as pseudonyms. Some forces need to use this last moment to enhance their influence on the earth. Having the top ten transformers in the agent list will have a great deterrent effect."

Bailing explained. "The transformer of the origin cannot link the center, why can he make this decision?"

"This is determined by the organization and power bound by the transformationalists. People at the origin should not know that the racial proxy list is done by the Galaxy Order itself."

"All right."

Among the top ten, Liu Xiao did not see a single Chinese name. There was only one named Ni Lin, who should be a Chinese. There were seven or eight more names after that, all of which were names he had never heard of. "Bloody, is your name on it?"

A girl asked weakly. "Not here at the moment."

Hearing the answer from Bloody Clothes, the girl knew that she had asked the wrong question, stretched out her tongue and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Liu Xiao smiled, didn't care, and said softly, "Baoling."

"Um?"

Bai Ling replied in a daze. "Pick up your phone and turn on the shooting."

"What are you doing? What are you taking?"

Bai Ling wondered. At this moment, a name she was extremely familiar with appeared in the sky. "Original Period", "Galaxy Order", "Planet 9322210182 "Race Agent", "Merit Record" and "1. Mocking Feng

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87200" "3..." "Has I taken it?"
Chapter completed!