Chapter 694: Lively discussion

The people with mental abilities around nodded their heads, indicating that the speaker was telling the truth, and that this slightly bald, blue-skinned person was indeed not under the speaker.

Su Ming slapped his mouth.

"Okay, hand over the baby and take the crystal."

SMS still wanted to say something, but was stopped by Tanis's eyes, and he held back.

At this time, the elders who had gone out to chat with Hela and the elders who had gone out to get oxygen were also taken in and put them on their chairs again.

Especially the elders who looked like horses had changed from white horses to camouflage horses, with scars of different colors all over their bodies.

Hela looked like a okay person. Throwing the person back to the table, she slipped to the sofa and lay down on her side, with her head resting on her hands, as if she was going to sleep.

Hela has this habit. She can sit without standing, and can lie down without sitting. How can she save effort?

Among all the lords of hell, only her throne is a soft couch, on which she nests every day.

The speaker ordered his men to bring the babies over. Now his life is in the hands of others. Without crystals, even if he could leave, he would perish in the universe.

He can only take a gamble, betting on the death knell, he will speak for himself.

Taking advantage of this time, Su Ming turned his gaze to the two elders who had returned to the venue.

"Think clearly now?"

"Yes, yes." The horse head first stated that his grin was very interesting, but his eyes were full of tears: "My previous point of view was wrong, and Asgard is absolutely impossible to provide us with shelter. , I now firmly support SMS's opinion and fight the Cree to the end."

Su Ming nodded in relief, and he was a good comrade if he knew it was wrong, and he set his eyes on the green-skinned man again.

At this time, the frog-like alien was covered with thin frost, which gradually melted at room temperature, and his big mouth was frozen into blue-purple. Everyone sitting there could hear the trembling of his teeth.

"I...I was wrong too, I... shouldn't put hope on the other person, now we should fight."

"Hey, that's right. You all said a lot, and you said it very well. Democracy is like this. Everyone puts forward opinions and then actively communicates to reach a consensus."

Su Ming comforted them in a relaxed tone, and then turned his gaze to the elders of the descendant faction.

Unlike the others, after determining the death knell's human identity, that guy kept looking at Su Ming with a longing look, feeling like a **** guy, straightening his hair behind his back.

This strange old man has orange-red skin and a pair of small glasses on his nose, making him very awkward.

You must know that he looks like a face pocket spread out on a chair. He is extremely obese. His visual height is about the same as Su Ming, but his weight should be more than 300 kg. His skin is wrinkled like a Shar Pei.

His face is as big as a car tire, and his little glasses are not as big as coins. The ghost knows what they are for.

"How about you? Do you still want to land on Earth?"

"No, no, now that we have received human support, we are fully confident to fight the Cree." He opened his blood basin and smiled, speaking in standard Mandarin: "We all see your strength. , I just don’t know your name as a god?"

Su Ming suddenly felt that the sky was rolling, and even strangers knew the saying of Shangxian? Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian, what do you broadcast on the radio?

The light bulb-like eyes looked at Su Ming with reverence, and even some tears flowed out, as if the star chasers had seen their idol.

In this case, Su Ming can't disappoint people, can he?

"Poor Dao... Supreme Master!"

He also answered the opponent in a straightforward manner in standard Mandarin.

The orange alien was overjoyed, even though he didn't know what the Supreme Mage was...

But generally speaking, those who claim to be poor have strengths, and those who claim to be supreme are also very strong, and those who can be called mages are also good. Isn't the three in one stronger?

They have summarized the intercepted human intelligence, and these words appear extremely frequently in human news.

He immediately felt relieved that with such a strong presence, the Cree was nothing more than a chicken.

Su Ming did not give him another opportunity to speak, if he asked where is Shangxianxian Township? Does Su Ming want to report to the Himalayas and Kama Taj Caves?

Stop it quickly, this guy is a poor man who was deceived by false information, so poor that Su Ming couldn't bear to continue to deceive.

"Look at this man, who is he under yours?"

The terminal in front of everyone rose up, and Tanis had become a secretary consciously.

After SMS and the other three people saw it, they all shook their heads. This person is indeed from Attilan, but he does not belong to anyone in this chaos.

Su Ming turned his attention to a group of spiritual abilities, and they all said that every word of the elders was true.

Well, since everyone is excluded, then this fake colonel belongs to the only faction not present.

The capitulation faction led by the Cree.

In other words, the fake colonel was not only lurking in the SSR, but for Attilan, he was also a spy.

So when Su Ming heard him call in his office, the person who contacted him should be the Cree hiding in the human society, which is a bit troublesome.

I thought that the Cree had just penetrated the Attilan of a foreigner, but if there were also on the surface, it was almost impossible to dig out. Cree people also look the same as humans, and they are much easier to hide than vampires.

Su Ming thought for a while, then took out a few Terrigan crystals and threw them on the table.

Wow, it's like pouring out a pile of glass.

"Whoever of you can help me catch this person, whoever belongs to these crystals."

Even though they are all foreigners, but belong to different tribes, even if the crystals will still exist in the Attilan Secret Vault, the person who retrieves the crystals will undoubtedly gain the greatest political capital.

The former speaker ran away, and the next speaker was still a baby. During this period...

Except for the blue-skinned man who was already determined to run away, the eyes of the other elders were bright. Just now, there was a sense of sympathy and pity for each other. At this time, it had become defense and competition.

Su Ming noticed their look and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Regardless of whether it is a human or a foreigner, a politician is a virtue.

It is difficult for him to lock and grasp a person with spatial ability, but it doesn't mean that strangers have no way. There are various special functions, and there are always several types that restrain spatial transmission.

Now Su Ming took the crystals he had previously snatched from Attilan, and in turn bought the Attilan people to work for him, which was very cost-effective.

The elders naturally knew where these crystals came from, but none of them was stupid enough to mention how the death knell got them. On the contrary, they acted ignorantly, as if the death knell picked up a crystal from outer space, and now intends to sell it to them.

"Can I do it too?" The former speaker spoke unexpectedly. After seeing the gazes from the other elders, he slapped the table: "What am I doing?! It is safer to reserve a few crystals on the road!"

Su Ming laughed, and there was a whistling sound under the mask~www.NovelMTL.com~Since the speaker wants to participate in the game, that would be great. But let me remind you that the game belongs to the game, but if you still kill yourself, I I will kill you first. Su Ming knocked on the table with his backhand, leaving a string of small holes on it: "I like killing people the most, don't give me this opportunity. "

"No, no..." The elders promised hastily.

"Then go and do everything. If someone comes to exchange crystals with me, I will wait for you here." Su Ming returned to the corpse and sat down firmly: "But don't want to unite to deal with me. I know that in Attilan, even if you add them up, you are just a minority."

Except for the orange elders, the hearts of the other elders couldn't help but sink, and the death knell's words really hit their weaknesses.

Attilan pursues a caste system, and its population accounts for the highest proportion, but has no right to speak at all. It is the millions of slaves!

If the death knell uses crystals to negotiate terms with slaves, they can almost imagine their own way of death...

A group of people pushed me and swarmed out.