Not only was this handsome high school student with a green face, but even the young man next to him who thought he was a Zhouzheng looked at Xiaojian with a frown and frightened, subconsciously shrank towards the corner of the wall.

Looking at Xiao Jian's eyes, they were all timid and frightened.

Death is indeed terrible.

But it would be too miserable to suffer both physical and mental torture before death.

It would not be accepted by normal people.

only……

Xiaoma also feels that he is quite unfair.

As the incarnation of the rules of the main god space, his independent personality born from the OAA consciousness in the Marvel worldview, is not at the same level as the so-called human sexual orientation.

For example, humans will not fall in love with chimpanzees, which is the same truth.

The most critical.

It is still necessary to arouse Mr. Zhao's anger as planned.

Of course, just watching Xiaojian's absolutely movie hero performance, there was really a fire burning in Zhao Sheng's chest.

To be precise, it should be in the stomach. The internal energy of Qigong he possessed during combustion began to expand in the meridians, and the improved version of the vampire bloodline began to absorb the burning energy in big mouthfuls.

Zhao Sheng seemed to have gained a stronger force with this anger.

But he didn't notice it.

He just slowly lifted the embroidered spring knife and said slowly: "We Zhongzhou people have an old saying."

"oh?"

Xiaojian seemed very interested: "What old saying?"

The lewd and evil intention on his face was restrained, but the playful look of the superior who seemed to watch a clown's performance became heavier and heavier, and his tone was as frivolous as if he had encountered something funny: "For the sake of you being able to amuse me, I can say it. Really, I wouldn't mind if it was serious."

Zhao Sheng's face had no expression on his face, and he still looked at the typical tough face of South Americans indifferently. A ball of fire burned more and more vigorously in his body, and his tone was almost word by word: "Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!"

"bass--"

He kicked his legs and exerted force, and his figure instantly moved forward with the explosive power.

The energy surged in his body made him feel as if he had entered a new world. The expansion of the meridians in his body brought him extremely powerful explosive power, but the vampire bloodline was swallowing the "mysterious energy" that appeared due to anger, and turned into the energy of the blood clan and the energy of the internal energy of the qigong, and restoring it in his meridians and flesh.

But at this moment, Zhao Sheng was already holding the Xiuchun Sword tightly and facing the captain of the South American team who had arrived in an instant and was close to him. He used all his strength to slash down heavily.

This is the double blessing of vampire bloodline and qigong internal energy.

Zhao Sheng’s full-strength attack!

But in front of you.

A round shield tattooed with Greek style appeared between him and the small.

The captain of the South American team has already noticed that the power Zhao Sheng has exploded is a bit abrupt. In order to ensure the rationality of the story, he chose to summon the defensive means he had.

"when--"

A heavy voice appeared in the safe house.

With the captain of the South American team who was captured by the small family, the top 5-time reincarnation player in the main god space, he was actually slightly bent by Zhao Sheng's brazen slash this time.

This means that the strength of his arms and waist and abdomen is not enough to completely resist the slash.

You have to bend your knees.

Although it is just a tactical move, it is no less shameful to the captain of the South American team.

Just when everyone in the safe room didn't react at all, the embroidered spring sword in Zhao Sheng's hand had no intention of stopping. Instead, he continued to lift and swing it on the spot, and slashed at the bronze round shield of the captain of the South American team with the power gushing out of his body.

The captain of the South American team, who could not bear the force, also gradually pressed down with the slash of this knife. For a moment, it was hard to match with his own strength alone.

In fact, Xiaojian was quite surprised: "Damn?"

He still knows Young Master Zhao’s personal strength, and he says that he has solid “basic skills”.

Although he is stronger than ordinary people and ordinary reincarnation 1 and 2 reincarnation people, he can beat most ordinary reincarnation people with 3 reincarnation people, but he is still the top 5 reincarnation people with slashing. He is unable to turn his hand for the time being, which really surprised him.

Especially what was gushing out of Zhao Sheng's body, even he felt the energy fluctuations of his heart palpitations, and he couldn't help swallowing and spitting for a while, feeling that it would be a wise choice for him to surrender to Mr. Zhao.

"Damn it!"

At this time, the series of chopping stopped.

The power that exploded due to anger gradually blew away with the chopping.

Zhao Sheng gritted his teeth and retreated, looking at the bronze round shield that had cut more than ten swords in front of him and left dozens of tiny knife marks. The hilt of Xiuchun's knife that was originally tightly held was even tightly pinching it as if it was fierce.

His heart was also cruel, and anger from the young man was still burning in his heart.

But there is nothing to do.

Even if he tried his best, he could only leave more than a dozen subtle marks on the enemy's shield.

This is why he chose to retreat. He became exhausted and exhausted. He was exhausted and regained his strength. Moreover, he did not even break the enemy's defense, and continuing to slash was just a waste of physical strength.

"Hmph hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha--"

But Xiao Jian, who was behind the round shield, was silent for a moment, prepared a standard Oscar-like face, thought carefully about the lines of the arrogant villain who died of a multi-talk, and smiled in a grim way.

The body of the South American team captain slowly stood up, and the round shield on his left arm was thrown directly on the ground at his feet. His tough face was twisted, but his voice was as low as a hoarse growl: "I really didn't expect that you, a mere three reincarnation person, who didn't even open the gene lock, could explode such power. It really surprised me, it really surprised me, it really surprised me..." He suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Sheng: "I find it interesting!"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his tongue stretched out and licked it across the corner of his mouth: "Your interest makes me unable to bear to kill you. Do you want to come to my South American team? I can apply to the Lord God Space."

This sentence was extremely sudden, which made everyone in the safe house widen their eyes.

It's really sudden.

Originally everyone thought this was the moment of group destruction.

However, I didn't expect that my enemy would give such generous conditions, not only could they survive, but they could also get rid of the Zhongzhou team's about to sink, which gave them hope to survive.

Even the high school student who was afraid of being insulted before actually knelt on the ground and crawled over to the captain of the South American team. He even raised his face and hugged his trouser legs with hope and said hurriedly: "Please let me live, let me live, I am willing to do anything for you...uh..."

"Puff--" But before he finished speaking, his whole head exploded like a watermelon, and red and white covered the surrounding ground, but did not sprinkle on the captain of the South American team.

Xiaoma is a little obsessed with cleanliness, not even a gay guy. The most important thing is that his sexual orientation is completely normal.

This is a stain on life.

Although it is made of disguise, it still needs to be killed.

Anyway, what he cared about was the pleasure of Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao. As for the other reincarnations who were struggling in the main god space, do you really think this is a welfare-oriented entertainment online game?

But Xiaojian had not forgotten his arrangements, and the captain of the South American team sarcastically sarcastically said: "Is this your teammate who can be killed and not be humiliated?" He looked up at Zhao Sheng and smiled sarcastically: "This is the greatness of power. As long as you have strength, you can control everything. Even if anyone will kneel down and beg you, even your enemies will kneel in front of you and pray for your forgiveness. This is strength. As long as you come to my South American team, you can get the power I give you. This is the meaning of life. How about it, are you moved? Hum hahahahaha!"

In the hall of the safe house, a harsh and arrogant laughter sounded. The arrogance that seemed to have mastered everything was impossible for anyone to refute and hostile, and it completely made everyone in the Zhongzhou team fall into despair.

Of course, this does not include Zhao Sheng, the anger in his chest is still mixed with courage.

This is the bottom line.

He lowered his head and said slowly: "You said this is the meaning of life?"

"That's right." The captain of the South American team still grinned arrogantly: "Isn't it?" He spread his hands and seemed to be questioning, but the more he said he mocked: "This is the essence of the world. Because of my strength, I can do whatever I want, because my family has money, so I can do whatever I want, because my rights are great enough, and I can do whatever I want. This is the meaning of life, the most fascinating thing in life."

Xiaojian said, but suddenly felt a little shabby in his heart. Perhaps because he was too immersed in the show, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy with Zhao Sheng's tone: "Do you understand what you said to you?"

But Zhao Sheng suddenly raised his head, looked at the tough face of the captain of the South American team, and said in a low voice: "If this is the meaning of life, then I don't need it at all!" He pointed his hand at his chest and said loudly: "I was born in an ordinary family. I don't know what strength and wealth mean, and I don't know what power means, but I can understand that the meaning of life is definitely not strength, money and power, but the heart for life!"

He turned his head to look at Bai Zhishan, looking at the surviving Xinneng and Zhang Jie who was stabbed on the wall behind him, and the voice became louder and louder: "We all came from ordinary families. Do we really need the so-called strength, money and power? We are all human beings, isn't ordinary life the meaning of life?"

"..." The new young men were stunned, Bai Zhishan was in tears, and even Zhang Jie reluctantly raised her head to look at Zhao Sheng. Everyone seemed to be inspired, and a sincere smile appeared on her face.

"My name is Zhao Sheng!"

"I am an 18-year-old high school student from an ordinary family!"

"I was still facing the college entrance examination before, worried about my college entrance examination results. I usually have nothing to do and like to fantasize about an extraordinary life and imagine what the real meaning of life is!"

Zhao Sheng spoke.

His face was extremely solemn.

"The meaning of life is definitely not about power and money, or even personal strength. Especially when we come to the main god space, this cruel, terrifying, and fearful world can clearly understand this!"

"The meaning of life is actually the ordinary days we lived in before. We went to school and went to get off work and got off work every day, came into contact with all kinds of people, came into contact with all kinds of things, worked hard for daily food and clothing, and were sad and happy for certain things, but we didn't have to worry about our body being threatened, and we wouldn't worry about dying in the next reincarnation scene, living in a simple and peaceful way, living in a normal way!"

The embroidered spring knife in Zhao Sheng's hand was re-directed at the captain of the South American team, and Xiao Jian shouted: "I don't care about your charity, but I want to tell you now that even if I die, I will be willing to be ordinary!"

This is his voice.

Full of righteousness.

"Cao Cao Cao Cao!!!"

But Xiaoma looked at him and felt a fire in his chest burning again.

His hands holding the dagger were trembling, and his entire back teeth were biting, but facing Zheng Yilingran's words, he breathed rapidly and gasped, and the fire in his chest was almost emerging from his eyes.

Xiao Jian forced his anger to suppress his heart, thinking that Young Master Zhao was talking about human words?

"Okay!" Bai Zhishan applauded in tears.
To be continued...