About the Matter That I Joined the Evil Organization

Fortunately, the general pumpkin seeds fried a lot.

And pick up the pumpkin seeds that fell on the ground just now, peel the shells with melon seeds, they are still edible.

There are several melon seed clips in his portable storage device.

Ok?

Thinking about it this way, Michael seemed to have been slapped in the face for nothing.

No, the hatred of oolong tea can't be forgotten like this.

Of course, the oolong tea in plastic bottles has nothing to do with the General, it is just bought when the supermarket is doing discounts.

No. 2 happens to have a membership card for that supermarket, and I usually go there to buy daily necessities.

The cup noodles he and No. 1 like to eat are also bought in that supermarket.

What was knocked down by Michael's wings was a 500ml plastic bottle of oolong tea. Generally speaking, the market price is 2.5 yuan, but the price in Z City is a bit more expensive, but including his point card, member discount price, etc...

A bottle is about 2.1 yuan.

There were only three bottles of oolong tea that were knocked down. The clown king quickly lifted up his own oolong tea, while Luoli Yawei kept holding it. This was the first time she drank the so-called human world drink.

"Hey, how come the more you count, the more you feel that Michael is very pitiful?"

Thinking that the other party will be held vengeful by him, and almost ate one or two mini black holes, No. 2 suddenly felt that he should be more tolerant.

Michael, who was staring at the Clown King, felt his gaze again, and was very puzzled.

The previous gaze was full of malice, causing Michael to shiver uncontrollably, but the current gaze was full of tolerance, which made Michael puzzled.

"Yes, what's your opinion?"

Michael didn't want to pay attention to mortals at first, but Loli Yawei called him Mr. No. 2, and Michael subconsciously became very polite.

Although no matter how you perceive it, you can only feel that the other party is a mortal, but how can a mortal stay in the same organization with the God-devouring Dragon and the puppet of the God of Mischief.

In the process of re-explaining the new plan, it was also revealed that he had the same status as the other two, and was also a cadre of the organization.

The use of heaven as a battlefield seems to have been proposed by him as well.

Excluding unhatched angel eggs and newborn angels produced by stillbirths, there are still [-] angels with serial numbers in the heavens.

Treating the heavens as a battlefield between the God-devouring Dragon and the Son of the God-devouring Dragon, it is undoubtedly the choice to give up three thousand lives.

To be able to make such a merciless choice, coupled with the three evil auras on his body that seem to be rejected by the world.

Facing what might be the real planner of the plan, Michael tensed up, acting as if he was facing an enemy.

"puff……"

The Clown King endured it very hard, his shoulders trembled slightly.

"opinion?"

Hearing the other party's inquiry, No. 2 was still a little confused.

He doesn't have any insights, it's better to say that he doesn't know where Michael told the Clown King.

"Yes, Mr. 2, Mr. 2..."

"Ok?"

"No, Your Excellency No. 2."

Think about it carefully, the number turned out to be 2.

A drop of cold sweat dripped onto the stone table.

To be in the same organization as a monster like the God Devouring Dragon, with a similar status, and to have a number like No. 2.

A breath as weak as a mortal?Three breaths rejected by the world?

What an outrageous fact that I got it wrong... just because I showed contempt for this human-like creature, I was laughed at by the puppet of the mischievous god.

The puppet of the God of Mischief even suppressed a smile to the point where his shoulders kept shaking.

Cold sweat dripped down on the stone table again, Michael pulled out an ugly smile, the bandage on his face was already soaked in sweat.

"Insight, what do you think I have?"

Not knowing what Michael meant, No. 2 showed an awkward smile.

"... Your Excellency, Your Excellency, no matter how many angels live in the heavens, you also said that the purpose of this time is to protect my lord, but when the plan is carried out, my lord will still stay in the dangerous heaven. "

Faced with that half-smile expression, Michael's body turned cold.

Michael tried to figure out the meaning behind the smile.

What exactly does that mean?Could it be that you plan to coerce the Angel Race?

With the God-devouring Dragon as the enemy, the combat power of the Angel Clan was seriously insufficient, and more than 1000 newborn Angels were wiped out. No matter how you look at it, there is no chance of winning.

"Okay, Lord Michael... Please don't worry about it, No. 2, you and the general are still eating melon seeds."

"Oh."

Some wondered why Michael looked at him with such fear in his eyes, No. 2 grabbed a handful of pumpkin seeds and handed them to the longing-looking Loli Yawei.