Chapter 395: The dog with a burden should have the awareness of a dog with a burden. When it is time to lie down, you must lie down. If you stand and talk, you will be cut in half...

People from the Cross want to talk to me?

At this time, what's there to talk about? Could it be that I broke up their hometown and they planned to sue me forcibly demolish it?

"It seems to be something related to surrender. The man said he just wanted to talk to you, so I'll come to you. How about it? Are you interested?"

If you are not interested and want to surrender, you will come to me on your knees. This is why you are sincere. Call me over with a phone call. Who surrenders this attitude?

"That's right, I'll tell him."

Then, the phone was hung up. Yue Xinyao, a poor man, was really willing to pay more money without any more money... Before the call was cut off, he seemed to hear Yue Xinyao say to someone: "He asked you to go over and say..."

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After that, I spent a day at Misaka University and enjoyed the heroic perverted relationship between Misaka and her juniors, and also made the university fall into a considerable 1uan.

Because the savior's demeanor is too outstanding, he is recognized after walking a few laps in college. He took photos, signed, and took the opportunity to try to take advantage of the situation... He has taken some effort to deal with it.

The life of a great hero is not interesting. No wonder Yue Xinyao's expression on TV these days has become colder and more irritable. I thought it was because of her superb acting skills, but I didn't think it was her unbearable. I signed a name in college and felt very urged to put on the screen without spoiling it, and this was just the beginning. Even when I went to the cafeteria to ask for a portion of curry beef, it could be squeezed over by thousands of people to watch it.

As for Misaka, he only knew how to sneer outside the cafeteria and had no intention of helping. Just as I couldn't control myself and started killing, the crowd seemed to retreat. From outside the cafeteria, a group of religious people wearing white monk's uniforms and hanging crosses on their chests came.

In today's environment, the Cross is already a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts to fight. Although the religious people of the people actually have nothing to do with the entire war planned by the Cross, most priests, even regional bishops, were stunned by the series of changes. However, only the ministers took on the mistakes made by the master. Except for a few extremely devout believers, they would firmly believe that the current changes are just the test of the Lord. Those Crossmen who detonated nuclear bombs and threatened all mankind were just the fallen people who were holding the banner of the Lord... Most people have quietly disappeared their faith.

As for those who passed away in monk's uniform, except for the cosp1ays of a few non-mainstream people, they were almost extinct in the world - because they would usually be wiped out by angry people soon after they went out.

And the team in front of us is obviously not a cosp1ay. Although it is on the parent star, the smell of the hybrid god is also clearly visible.

These should be the people Yue Xinyao said to be sent to discuss surrender.

When approaching, the man raised his right hand and an invisible wave spread out, gently pushing the crowd around him away and isolating the spread of the sound.

While digging curry rice bowl with a spoon, I raised my head to look at the twelve people in this group. I felt that the combat power was really weak. It should be an ordinary person who forced the combat power with the power of a hybrid god. He did not have the ability of a mutant. In other words, it seemed like 1v3 was barely enough. A well-trained and well-equipped infantry squad could defeat any of them. It would be too overestimated to say that he was here to provoke. Even if he was a pawn like the Cross Sect, he would look down on others when he talked to me.

"Mr. Wang Wu, please don't get me wrong. We absolutely have no intention of provoking."

The young man shook his head and smiled bitterly, raised his hands to show that he was invincible, and sat down opposite me lightly, and his movements seemed neither hurry nor slow.

"In fact, don't think my combat power is worthless... Actually, I am the supreme leader of the Cross Cult now. I can be said to be the Pope, although I am an agent."

What? Are you the Pope? This news was a bit unexpected. I put down the rice spoon and looked at the man in front of me repeatedly. Heihei Tong, with a handsome appearance. It seems that he has the blood of a Chinese. If there is any talent show, he may be able to get a ranking, but his pitiful combat power does not look like **oss. Otherwise, such a level setting would be too bad. It is a good psychological quality to be able to speak smoothly in front of me.

"There is no way, the powerful cardinal priests who are qualified to be the Pope have been wiped out a week ago."

The acting pope in front of him had no choice but to spread his hands, but on his expression, he had no regrets about this matter.

"At that time, Mr. Wang Wu defeated all the guardian forces outside the Ice Throne. Even the two most powerful guardian gods in the church were captured in one fell swoop, forcing us to teleport us hastily and teleport the entire base to the refuge position. However, due to the tight time, the cardinal priests responsible for controlling the teleportation device could only sacrifice their lives to improve efficiency. In the end, they succeeded and their lives were indeed sacrificed."

"So... Mr. Wang Wu, although the meteorite did not wipe out our Cross Church at that time, the result is almost the same now. The strong men of our New Territories are basically dead. After the Ice Throne was transferred, even normal operation seems difficult. In the entire church, even the pawns like me who are usually on the go can now be promoted to agents."

Speaking of this, the acting pope smiled bitterly again, "Of course, there are still many people who are better than me. I only have a handful of people who dare to come to negotiate face to face with Mr. Wang. They pushed me to the front desk, not because I am so outstanding. Then the group behind me is similar to mine, and they are relatively not afraid of death."

The acting pope pointed behind him, and a team of eleven monks shook at the same time, then raised their chests and acted bravely and fearlessly, but their legs were shaking violently, and their cold sweat was like a waterfall. Compared with the acting pope's calm attitude, the judgement was determined.

"Of course, I'm not that great. I can ignore Mr. Wang Wu's huge oppression. If I were an ordinary person, I would probably not even be able to speak in front of you in my current identity. However, what makes me special is that when I fell from a tree and broke my brain, so I never knew what fear was."

...Good guy, the Cross Cult actually sent a mentally ill person to talk to me. Is this what I mean to impress me with like-mindedness?

"This..." The acting pope was a little embarrassed, "It may be that there are indeed considerations in this regard. So, how does Mr. Wang Wu feel about me? How much can he have a favorable feeling?"

Well, since you asked, I will tell you.

Now it's minus one hundred and thirty-six. Congratulations, please die.

As soon as I finished speaking, the rice spoon in my hand flew out, poured it directly from the left eye of the agent pope, and then burst out from the back of my head. The gray-white brain gushed out like a fountain, splashing the monks behind him all over their heads and faces.

Idiot, is a big man pretending to be in front of me, is it very good? Is it amazing?

As a loser, you should be as silent as the group of people behind you, shaking constantly! Of course, you will be exempted from incontinence, I am still eating.

And the most important thing is that a male creature asked me about his preference for him. Is this a provocation? This is obviously a provocation!

Next time, remember to negotiate with me and find a more sensible girl.

The monks who followed the acting pope, were stunned and fell into a huge gangster. Some of them ran away, while the other part ran over to hug the acting pope's body and wailed. One of the monks cried particularly sadly.

"A Yao, you died so miserably!"

It's so noisy!

This time I simply flew out the plate and cut off half of the monk's head from it. Suddenly, the brown curry paste, gray brain and red blood mixed into a ball, all over the ground.

"Ah, Nana, what's wrong with you! Ayao, Nana, you're dead so miserably!"

...Then you guys are in the end, right?

After clearing the screen, it finally became a little quieter, but the canteen was obviously not suitable for people to eat, so I had to leave without any pleasure.

And the next morning, the second batch of negotiators came to me. This time, as I wish, she was a girl who seemed to be frightened to faint at any time. Her generous nun suit made her look younger. It seemed that she finally had a bit of a defeated look.

Unfortunately, when I saw this nun, Misaka beside me looked very ugly.

"I, we, we are..."

When the nun opened his mouth, I felt something was wrong. Although this fearful look was pleasing to the eye, his speech was not smooth, and the negotiation efficiency was too unsafe.

Fortunately, nun Xiao brought many substitutes behind him. A long-legged, big-breasted sister Jin Yu took over her position and stood in front of me. Although she was sweating continuously on her face, she could finally explain her words.

"We are here to surrender."

It is clear that this is very encouraged, much better than the mental illness of your ex, but here is a question to ask you.

Do you know, what surrender means?

"...As A Yao said, we have now lost the ability to continue fighting, and in order to preserve the next little vitality, so..."

Speaking of this, Sister Jin seemed to have some insights and her face turned paler: "Mr. Wang, what do you mean..."

That's right, the so-called surrender is actually a compromise between the two sides. The winners are unwilling to pay more to kill them, while the losers want to gain vitality through negotiations to make a comeback.

So, what reason do I have to give you a chance to make a comeback? At this time, you must kill them all!

After saying that, I sighed.

Although you negotiators are very pleasing to the eye, when it is time to kill someone, I cannot be lenient as the guardian of the mother star.
Chapter completed!