Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

When it comes to bickering, one Wang Xing can beat three Jiang Rans.

Wang Xing's words have several meanings. Jiang Ran, who is not very smart, will fall into Wang Xing's language trap if he is not careful.

Unable to vent his anger, Jiang Ran held himself in until he became a bloated pufferfish.

I can't wait to arrange some language art courses for myself.

Suddenly, Qin Mo turned around and found that Jiang Ran and Wang Xing had stopped bickering.

At the same time, both of them looked alert.

Qin Mo saw that there was no need to remind the two of them, so he immediately retracted his gaze, staring ahead with his pair of light amber eyes.

In a quiet environment, listen carefully for human conversations.

"Hand it over!".

"You useless idiot, why don't you let go!"

"Do you think you can protect it?"

"...".

"Don't waste time talking to him, just cripple his hands. Even if I can't do it, he can still hold on to me like a fox cub."

The cruel voice was heard. Compared with the calm Qin Mo and Wang Xing, Jiang Ran's reaction was very intense.

"Scumbag!"

"Scum!".

Jiang Ran had an angry look on his face and kept spitting in the direction where the voice came from.

"Where are you going?".

Wang Xing quickly grabbed Jiang Ran's collar and spoke in a leisurely tone.

"Can't you see?".

Jiang Ran lowered his gaze, quickly scanning the two bare arms exposed by the rolled-up sleeves, and rolled his eyes.

"oh!".

"I can see it."

Wang Xing raised his voice slightly, and his eyes followed Jiang Ran's gaze and lightly touched the two thin arms with fair skin.

"Why don't you let go!"

"You tell me to let go, so I let go. Why should I listen to you?"

Wang Xing glanced at Jiang Ran, who was in a bad mood, with an indifferent expression.

Who is this?

Jiang Ran's eyes were dull, and he let out the anger that was surging in his heart.

Glancing at Jiang Ran who had his head drooped, Wang Xing curled the corners of his lips slightly, and the movement of his hands changed from pulling to hooking.

"Have you figured it out?"

After a while, Jiang Ran suddenly shook off Wang Xing's arm from his shoulder.

Without looking back, he walked towards Qin Mo.

Very angry...

Looking at Jiang Ran's back, Wang Xing touched his nose.

In an instant, his deep eyes fell on the source of the sound, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

The situation of humans in the Black Mist is already dire...

Some people just can't stop for a moment.

If he were a shadow monster, he would probably look down on humans like this.

His light amber eyes flickered, and Qin Mo could certainly see what was happening there.

A girl was slumped on the ground, with her head down and her arms around herself.

Judging from the sound we heard earlier, there must be a fox cub in her arms.

The sharp-eyed Qin Mo had already seen a mountain range covered with pink reeds through the narrow gap between the other person's arms.

A group of strong men surrounded her, making her look extremely petite.

It was like a terrifying flood that rose up from the sky and hit a green mountain.

The fox narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of interest flashed in his black and white pupils.

She was very interested in Qin Mo's next move.

She wasn't the only one interested. Yong Zhou and Xiao Yueliang made a harmless little bet.

In an instant, several glances swept across Qin Mo.

Eh?

Seeing Qin Mo turn his toes slightly, he changed direction instantly.

Jiang Ran looked at Qin Mo hesitantly, then gritted his teeth and followed Qin Mo's footsteps.

Wang Xing followed behind Jiang Ran, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

fine......

Not completely stupid.

Qin Mo and the other two changed direction. In the distance, a girl who seemed unarmed, weak, and harmless raised her eyelashes slightly.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced in the direction where Qin Mo and the other two left.

In a moment, the short screams that came one after another were buried in the thick darkness.

The furry fox tail drooped lightly, and the girl standing in the blood had her arms hanging at her sides.

Snap...Snap!

The dark pink tail, drop after drop of glaring blood, hit the sunken eyes of the man who was lying on the ground with his face tilted and his eyeballs spitting out.

Gone...

A faint sigh sounded in the void.

Not seeing what he wanted to see, the fox's eyelashes drooped slightly, and disappointment appeared in his eyes.

The fox eye reluctantly withdrew the ray of gaze it had given to Shui Jing. Without the attention, Shui Jing continued to diligently record what Qin Mo saw and heard.

Not long after, the three met another group of people.

Different from the last choice, Qin Mo took the initiative to step forward.

Ok?

Faced with Qin Mo's quickened pace and rapidly disappearing figure, Jiang Ran and Wang Xing, who were walking side by side, were stunned.

"What are you standing there for? Let's go!"

Jiang Ran was stunned and looked at Wang Xing who greeted him.

Although Jiang Ran came back to his senses and immediately followed Wang Xing, the confusion in his eyes did not diminish at all.

When Wang Xing and Jiang Ran arrived, there were several people lying scattered at Qin Mo's feet.

The sunglasses perfectly concealed the surprise and deep fear in Wang Xing's eyes. Wang Xing squinted his eyes and quickly looked at the few people who had lost their life breath at Qin Mo's feet.

Jiang Ran opened his mouth slightly, with a hint of regret in his expression.

He didn't help...

As a younger brother who wants to curry favor with someone powerful, I am really unqualified.

Wa Nu's sisters said that the more people think, the faster they tend to die in the black fog.

Jiang Ran secretly made up his mind and warned himself not to let his imagination run wild anymore.

Qin Mo sensed that there were two more people. His eyes moved and he quickly put away the black sword in his hand.

"Brother Xu, you're awesome!"

His eyes flickered, and Wang Xing withdrew his gaze without saying a word, then smiled faintly and praised Qin Mo.

Hearing this, Qin Mo's expressionless face was slightly cold, and he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Wang Xing.

Wang Xing smiled and didn't say anything else.

Jiang Ran was immersed in his own little emotions and didn't notice the quarrel between Qin Mo and Wang Xing at all.

For a moment, some guesses quickly flashed through Wang Xing's mind as to why Qin Mo wanted to take action against these people.

There were no obvious features to guide Wang Xing, and he did not think that the person Qin Mo killed was Wu Nu.

Apart from a pair of scarlet eyes, Wu Nu is no different from an ordinary person.

Wang Xing couldn't tell whether the person whose life Qin Mo wiped out was an ordinary person or a fog slave.

Fundamentally speaking, he didn't care about the identities of those who died at Qin Mo's hands.

"How long will you stay with us?"

"You haven't left yet, so I'm not in a hurry."

Wang Xing looked straight ahead and nonchalantly dealt with Jiang Ran who was looking for trouble.

Jiang Ran choked and remained speechless for a long time.

He couldn't say to Wang Xing that our identities were different and he was a prisoner, so how could he leave so easily?

Woo woo woo...

This identity didn't seem very honorable, and he couldn't say it.

Jiang Ran wanted to cry but had no tears, and was in low spirits.

Ok?

Why are you not talking...

Wang Xing seemed to care more about the depressed and taciturn Jiang Ran, and would observe Jiang Ran's condition from time to time through his sunglasses.

Jiang Ran, with his head hung, felt nothing about it.

"Brother Xu, why don't you speak?"

"snort!".

"You don't understand."

"This is called boss style, nothing like you..."

For every one he said, Jiang Ran had ten to say.

"oh?".

"What's wrong with me".

Wang Xing broke the silence and laughed angrily. A dangerous light flashed in his eyes and he asked Jiang Ran back.

hiss!

I spoke too fast...

A dangerous smell lingered at his nose, and Jiang Ran suddenly became alert.

"Not like you..."

"Like...like you, not a boss at all!".

Jiang Ran's eyes rolled, and his voice, which was as thin as a mosquito's hum, suddenly rose, and he looked righteous and confident.

"Did I say I'm a big shot?"

As soon as Wang Xing finished speaking, Jiang Ran, who had been stealing glances at Wang Xing, stepped back silently, moving away from Wang Xing who was looking at him with the corner of his mouth raised, trying to smile or not.

He was not wrong...

Jiang Ran's eyes drifted away, looking left and right but not at Wang Xing.

Swish!

Wang Xing swung his right arm and chopped the big knife in his hand towards the Wu slave beside him.

He attacked quickly and fiercely, the sharp blade cutting through the air, making a whistling sound.

"Brother Xu!".

"You seem to be specifically looking for a fog slave."

Wang Xing made a tentative sound and at the same time, seizing the opportunity, he suddenly rushed out again and pounced on the side of the Wu Slave closest to him.

Bang!

Wang Xing didn't hear Qin Mo's answer. Jiang Ran, who was at odds with him, spoke intentionally or unintentionally, ruining his plan.

"Hey!".

"I wasn't wrong, was I?"

"You...are...not...at all...Big Brother!"

Jiang Ran kicked away the Wu slave who almost succeeded in a sneak attack on Wang Xing, and smiled happily, deliberately emphasizing the tone of his last sentence.

Seeing Jiang Ran who couldn't help being delighted, Wang Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of coldness looming in his eyes.

Swish...swish!

With the sharp white sword raised high, Wang Xing's high fighting spirit soared into the sky.

The fierce and ferocious sword intent was like a gust of wind sweeping away the clouds or autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, forcefully killing the enemies in his eyes.

Not far from him, Qin Mo was holding an ordinary long sword, dodging flexibly, with sharp sword energy surging around him.

With his sword stained with blood, Qin Mo marched forward courageously amid the siege of the fog slaves.