bullyxtreme Chapter 246 You Are Probably Really Sick
Chapter 246 You Are Probably Really Sick
When Hassan of the Cursed Arm heard this, he snorted again.
His movements remained graceful, but his tone was filled with disdain and reprimand. He shouted, "How foolish! Living atop the Supreme Divine Tree—what an honor! Foolishness will ultimately bring destruction!"
"Ahem... I, Lieyang, am not afraid of a fight!"
Xuan Tianji was not willing to be outdone. Although his voice was weak, it still revealed a sense of stubbornness and indomitable spirit.
"Beep beep beep..."
"Beep beep beep..."
The two of them started arguing with each other in a dry manner, which was inexplicably funny and absurd.
Hassan of the Cursed Hand was so angry that he wanted to use his cursed hand to give this ignorant idiot a hard slap on the neck to let him know why the flowers are so red.
But at this moment, a clear child's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting their quarrel. In the silent environment where only the quarreling sounds of the two could be heard, the voice seemed particularly sharp and harsh.
"Ah! So annoying! So boring!"
As everyone looked back, they saw that Hassan, who looked like a child, had already run down from the main seat.
The small skull mask on his face was placed on top of his head, his little hands were holding on to the railing, even his chin was like that, and his big, watery dark purple eyes looked at the people off the court with a little dissatisfaction.
"Hey! Uncle Cursed Arm!"
"Don't we just need to convey Brother Dongfang's orders to them?"
"Hurry up and finish! I still have to play with Sister Jingmi while I do my homework!"
Hearing the other party's words, Hassan of the Cursed Wrist silently retracted his dark red arm into his black robe.
He also carefully adjusted his black robe, his movements were as graceful as if he was performing a solemn ceremony, and every move was elegant.
Even the tone of his voice became a little softer.
"I see. I lost my composure."
"Praise you, Tongqu. Homework is important."
After saying this, Hassan paused for a moment, then slowly turned around.
He looked at Xuan Tianji hanging on the quantum screen again, but this time, his tone became extremely cold again, as if the gentle side just now was just a brief illusion.
"Then, you foolish people from the Fiery Sun Civilization, make your choice: leave now, or... die!"
"Kill us if you dare!"
"very good..."
“Don’t don’t don’t!!!”
"let's go..."
As murderous intent began to spread, these Lieyang people stopped lying there. If they continued lying there, they would lose their heads.
The researcher in charge of intelligence gathering stood up tremblingly while surrounded by several shadowy soldiers. Seeing this, the others also stood up slowly one after another.
Everyone first looked at Xuan Tianji on the screen with complicated expressions, and the meaning in their eyes was quite rich.
Okay, okay, you almost lost your life because of a few words, but you didn’t kill me, didn’t you see?
You are the only one who is noble, right?
However, they ignored Xuan Tianji who was still shouting there, and instead walked forward with gritted teeth, relying on the researcher who spoke first.
Although his tone wasn't firm, it was neither humble nor overbearing. He said to Hassan of the Cursed Arm, "The Shadow Kingdom, right? We are willing to evacuate the galaxy. As for me, the God Emperor Reina, we need to discuss this further."
As for the security lieutenant, who had been under the scrutiny of Hassan since a while ago, he also spoke up at this moment: "We have a message for your Lord God. If anything happens to our Goddess Reina, I, Lieyang, will definitely declare war."
"Oh! There are more than tens of millions of warriors in my Shadow Kingdom! Under the shadows, no one will survive!"
Hassan of the Cursed Arms directly responded with a slogan.
But no one responded this time, just took it as a threat. There are tens of millions of warriors who master special space shuttle skills. What a boast!
"Coward! Coward!"
"Why should Lieyang fear a battle!"
"I, Xuan Tianji, will never run away!"
"Put me down!"
Lieyang's researcher, security adjutant, and the director of intelligence collection first looked at Xuan Tianji, who was still hanging on the screen, and then looked at each other, and nodded slightly in tacit understanding.
Just let him hang...
If I put it down, I don’t know what kind of trouble it will cause.
A few words almost killed someone. Wouldn't it be better to keep him for when he can be of use?
It was at this time that Hassan of the Cursed Arms once again walked forward with steady steps. His tall figure forced the people standing in front of him to slightly raise their heads to look at him, which gave people a sense of oppression.
However, this slightly immature-looking strong man carefully took out a small USB flash drive from the shadows with two fingers and handed it to the other party.
"Put all the knowledge in this spaceship into it. My Lord loves to read in his spare time!"
The researcher took it in a daze, and analyzed the little thing thoroughly the moment he got his hands on it.
"..."
No wonder you're so cautious, this thing is actually made of plastic!
The researcher looked down at the USB drive in his hand, then raised his head and looked at the skull mask on Hassan the Cursed with some shock.
No, buddy.
Are you, the Shadow Kingdom, so backward?
The researcher was silent for a moment. At this moment, he really didn't know what to say, so he grinned.
"You...you can't fit in this."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hassan of the Cursed Arms took out another USB flash drive from the shadows and put it into the other party's hand.
"Is that enough? I still have plenty."
"Uh, huh? Okay... okay..."
Not only was the Lieyang researcher speechless, but even the three Hassans beside Hassan with the Cursed Wrist were speechless.
At this moment, they were extremely glad that they were wearing masks.
I envy Hassan’s childlike innocence.
As adults, they really are too embarrassed to face people.
Cursed wrist...
You are probably really sick.
But this speechless incident did not end there. After Hassan and his companions watched Lieyang's dragon boat leave the Milky Way, they returned to report.
At this moment, in the manor, Dongfang Zang was sitting quietly on the sofa.
He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his legs, his hands lightly clasped together to support his chin, and stared without blinking at the dozens of plastic USB flash drives neatly arranged on the low table in front of him.
The distance between each USB flash drive is perfect, three millimeters apart, no more, no less, which looks very obsessive.
Dongfang Zang has maintained the same posture as Commander Ikari for more than several breaths, and he is speechless at this moment.
Oh my god, this actually contains some of Lieyang’s technology.
What is the virtue of this plastic USB flash drive?
In the Hongmeng world, these are cultural relics displayed in museums. They have been eliminated for three hundred years. Where did this big guy get them?