Form the National Luck Bureau: Recruit the Emperor's Armor at the beginning!

Blue Star, Long Country.

In the case that the broadcasters in the hands of Ancestor Yun were about to be scrapped due to too many rewards, the people in Longguo were also confused by so many rewards.

More than 20 different rewards are applied to all Longguo people one after another. At one time, all Longguo people are continuously promoted, and all aspects are improved.

Everyone is numb.

Everyone has a feeling that they have been filled and there is really nothing left.

Too much, too much.

And at the same time.

Among the other countries on the blue star, apart from the Long country and the already punished Sun country, the cold country, the beautiful country, the John Bull country, the Sumei country, the March country, and the Pharaoh country, the people of their countries are all in a mess. Howling.

"Ah! Am I ugly? I'm going to be [-]% ugly? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Damn it! Damn it! I'm already ugly to the extreme, and this is going to continue to be ugly? Ah! I'm so ugly!"

"Longguo has Mo Qingshui who was beautifully killed, and John Bull also has a so-and-so who was uglyly killed?"

"What? Why is the punishment of our cold country so weird? We want us to return the festivals that originally belonged to our cold country to the dragon country? Why?"

"Sure enough! A small country like our Maqi country should not participate in this kind of battle for national fortune. We are not worthy! Don't participate in it in the future!"

"That's right! We, Su Meimei, are the same. In the future, it's better to paddle. At least we can save our lives."

"Long Kingdom is too strong, we can't win at all!"

"Look, what is their Emperor Shihuang doing? This is crazy killing. After killing the players, he is going to kill the referee! I am really afraid that he will hack us all to death when he comes back!"

"Fuck! It's possible! I heard that Qin Shihuang was a real tyrant when he burned books and robbed scholars in the early years?"

All the foreigners felt scared and their backs felt chills.

"Hahaha! Well done! This brother Zheng is too domineering. I think it's just about domineering. He understands it!"

"That's for sure, who can be as domineering as my brother Zheng?"

"Brother Zheng, awesome! Cough, cough, cough! Awesome... awesome, awesome!"

A delinquent who was lying in the hospital, seriously injured and dying suddenly became agitated. Regardless of the serious injury on his body, he struggled to stand up and shouted that brother Zheng is awesome!
And this also shocked a group of doctors. The vitality of this bad person is too tenacious, it is simply a medical miracle.

I saw that the bandages all over his body were torn, and various wounds from unknown beatings were bursting out, and blood was pouring out. However, the strange thing was that he just couldn't die!
Even, those wounds have begun to heal themselves, which can be called a miracle.

"Brother Zheng, awesome! Awesome!"

"Damn it! No way! This person is so badly injured, and he can recover automatically? Is this the benefit of calling Brother Zheng awesome?"

"I want to shout too, cough cough cough! Me too!"

"Brother Zheng, awesome!"

The whole hospital, everyone started cheering.

It's just that although everyone is shouting awesome, some people have discovered the next problem.

"The first seat! This ancestor of national destiny is a rule creature. Although it is against the rules, it has not reached the edge of the red line. Can the First Emperor really kill him?"

"I don't think it's good to kill it! At the very least, you have to use the remaining two opportunities to choose the theme of the National Games battlefield!"

"I'm afraid it's not easy to kill this patriarch of national destiny!"

Yang Fan looked at the red-faced Patriarch of the Nation's Fate who was strangled by the First Emperor Yingzheng in the middle of the screen, and laughed twice.

"At present, the First Emperor Yingzheng really can't kill this patriarch of national destiny, but even if he can't, he just needs to be taught a lesson."

"Oh? What lesson?"

"Keep reading, you will know soon."

Yang Fan, who had received the news of Shihuang Yingzheng a long time ago, pursed his lips and smiled, looking forward to what Shihuang would do next.

"That's right! Inform the TV station immediately, the following live broadcast may be inappropriate for children, let them ban all those that should be banned."

"Yes! Bureau seat!"

……

National Games battlefield.

The first emperor, Yingzheng, was still pinching the neck of the ancestor of the national destiny.

He found that the emperor's armor seemed to like to choke the neck very much, and it was very handy.

"This seat is a regular creature. You can't kill me no matter what. If you kill me, I can be resurrected infinitely."

The Ancestor of National Fortune said with a cold snort.

"Really?"

"Then you can resurrect infinitely, but you can always feel the pain."

"Huh? What are you going to do?"

The face of the ancestor of the fortune of the country changed, and he felt that something was wrong.

Shihuang Yingzheng threw him to the ground and sneered.

"Others call my state of Qin Kuqin because the punishments in my state of Qin are too many, too cruel, and too inhuman."

"Actually, I also think it's cruel."

"However, after so many years of suffering, I have never let others experience it personally, and no one can survive it all. It just so happens that you can be resurrected infinitely. I am very pleased."

The first emperor Yingzheng rode the emperor's armor, walked up to the ancestor of the national destiny, and waved his hand.

"Confinement!"

Brush brush!
Countless iron chains tied the ancestor of the national destiny to death in an instant, and a pillar appeared, and his whole body was tied to this pillar just like that.

"What are you doing? No! Don't! Never!"

The ancestor of the national fortune finally panicked.

"Come the knife!"

What kind of art is called to kill!

A big sword suddenly appeared in Shi Huang Yingzheng's hand, and then, the light of the sword flashed.

A certain part of the ancestor of the national destiny was cut off directly.

"This is the punishment experienced by my ancestor, the teacher of King Qin Huiwen. I have always wanted to know, what does it feel like? You, tell Yu Zhen now, what does it feel like?"

"what!"

The ancestor of the fortune of the country instantly had red eyes and blood poured out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Okay, I probably know."

"Then next."

The first emperor Yingzheng smiled gently, his smile was full of great love. At this moment, he seemed to be connected with a certain emperor of the National Luck Bureau.

"**!"

"**!"

"waist*!"

"palace*!"

"***"

"........."

About an hour later.

1 The patriarch of national destiny who had been resurrected thirty times fell to the ground with a thud. He didn't die. In fact, he really wanted to die now, but he couldn't.

"ended!"

"Remember one thing in the future, Long Guo, not everyone can target it."

Shihuang Yingzheng snorted coldly, and raised his finger to the scrapped broadcaster next to him.

"Restore it to me!"

Call whatever you want!

The announcer suddenly got better.

"Open the portal, this battle of national destiny is over, I want to go back."

"Hmph! A mere contestant can't order me. I only obey my master's orders!"

The little announcer was very backbone and shouted loudly.

However, the next moment, he was slapped flying by a big hand humming.

His master, the ancestor of the fortune of the country, woke up again with his last breath.

"Hurry up and open the portal and let Your Majesty go! Hurry up and let Your Majesty go!"

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