Mars slept until dawn and did deep dives, but did nothing. In order to figure out the spell, Mars recently had to be frugal in investing in sequences. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to do it.

Only then can you earn enough points.

The members of the Dead Eye Group are very good. As a villain, Mars doesn’t even need to think when he starts killing people. It’s a pity that the members of the Dead Eye Group are not hard to find. They are in a state of hiding in New Hangzhou until they have lost contact.

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"Mars, are you a pig? Breakfast is here!" Meng Zuo screamed loudly in the kitchen.

"You are the pig. Yesterday you ate twenty-five of the thirty skewers of sausage!" Mars retorted.

"You also ate a lot of those two kilograms of beef meatballs! I'm hungry!" Meng Zuo shouted to the end at a pitch that the tailless bipodal straight ape could not hear.

But Mars, as a leopard, heard it clearly, so he could only get up with a roar and make instant noodles for this bastard.

After making the noodles and sitting down to eat, Mars looked at this bastard: "Didn't you take them all out? Why don't you make them?"

When Mars entered the kitchen, he saw that this boy had done all the preparations, except that he had not put the noodles and seasonings into the pot.

Meng Zuo pointed to the TV, and the TV that was originally turned off immediately turned on. He pointed to the advertisement for the new smart device on it: "You see, the mass-produced machine with the shell of a domestic goblin like me sells for 800,000! I am the prototype of the noble

machine!"

"The noble prototype doesn't want to go to the kitchen even if it's starved to death. You're really funny." Mars turned on the small fan and looked at the TV.

It's so expensive. Even a mass-produced machine for a guy like Meng Zuo would cost 800,000 yuan. Mars thought about his own small treasury.

Well, except for Ms. Celine's two hundred thousand, it doesn't seem like much.

Damn it, is this what Teacher Pauli said about a penny that can stump a heroic man?

"We are going to make money, Meng Zuo." Mars said looking at Meng Zuo.

"I told you not to burn the money you stole from Dong Ma last time. You didn't listen and now you are going to make money again. Why are you so stubborn?" Meng Zuo took a sip of noodle soup and looked at Mal.

S.

Mars also explained this: "That's the money earned from selling flour. It's too dirty."

"Why are you so dirty? You, the chief apprentice of the tower, liberated them from the hands of the bad guys. Their whole bodies are clearly shining with the light of freedom and justice!" Opening his arms, Meng Zuo pointed his finger at Mars again:

"And you pushed them into the pit of fire!"

"It's like I'm the mother in the bar." Mars picked up a bag of tissues and hit Meng Zou on the head. Meng Zou, still disguised as a snow leopard cub, shook his head like a leopard and pushed the tissue box onto the small coffee table nearby.

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"To be honest, if you really want to make money, I have an idea." Meng Zuo drank the last noodle soup and looked at Mars, smiling like a devil.

"What's the idea?" Mars just started eating noodles. Faced with the temperature, this is the difference between a weak natural person and an omnic.

"I just found a Dead Eye Group distribution point, the kind that sells noodles. They were closed for three days because of our raid on the warehouse. Today they will open the warehouse in the middle of the night, count all the money and goods, and then demand

Transfer the goods to other locations." Meng Zuo looked at Mars: "How about it, maybe there will be a lot of cash, and we can also attack the Dead Eye Group."

"Okay, let's do it tonight." After Mars finished speaking, he picked up the bowl and started eating.

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"Sister Lin, are we going to let the guys from the Dead Eye Group run wild?" Lingguoguo looked at his boss who was sitting at the table eating instant noodles.

"Boss Ximen won't speak. Why are you so anxious? If the sky falls, a tall guy like him will hit his head first and bleed." Ron said while calling his poker buddies back to the card table: "Say

Get up, the Adventurer's Guild just said that a team of courageous mercenaries have taken over the job. I can only say that five million Tainan dollars is heart-warming, but whether they can live to take these five million is another question.

"

His exclamation made Lingguoguo laugh out loud: "You are saying that there is something wrong with the murderer, right?"

"Yes, they should go to the top floor of the apartment where the murder just occurred. With luck, maybe one or two of them will survive. They are the kind who will jump off the building with their mobile suits when the opportunity arises," Ron said.

Here, I couldn't help but look at my boss Lin Yunsu: "Sister Lin, are we really just watching?"

"You two bastards, don't pick on me all day long asking me questions when I'm eating." Lin Yunsu put down her bowl and looked at her subordinates and sighed: "Actually, this is not what Mr. Ximen meant, but what Gaota Yu meant.

What the sage meant was that the last time something happened to Xi Lu Lao's mercenaries in New Hangzhou was two hundred years ago. What he meant was to let them try. The more they die, the more they live.

If there are only one or two urban ghost stories left, he can spread the ghost stories, and then he will personally take action to deal with the god of death."

"That's okay." As soon as Lingguoguo heard that the sage was leaving, he immediately started playing cards.

"Is the Sage really strong? I heard that he is a legend, but shouldn't omnics be unable to use psychic powers?" Ron asked with curiosity.

There are countless versions in the Western Continent about the story that Yu Sage from southern Tainan is a legendary psychic. The most outrageous version is that the Sage was enlightened by a great being who ultimately changed the fate of human civilization. He was obviously an omnic, but he possessed

A powerful spiritual power.

The guy who made up such a story is indeed worthy of praise. It must be great to let him write science fiction novels.

"We don't know either, but you should also know that the sages are all people who came from the era of great destruction, and it is not just the sages who have psychic power."

"Sister Lin, you are an elf. Your elders must have said that when wise men rule the world, tell us about it." A policeman taking a lunch break in the hall asked with a smile.

This Ron likes to listen, and sages rule the world. It was the craziest era in southern Tainan. The entire country was under the command of the central intelligence system and sages, and all life was under the leadership and support of omnics.

There is no such good thing in the Western Continent, and it is not that there are no omnics in the Western Continent, but whether it is Omnic: Jason or Omnic: Szostak III, they do not want to guide the human kingdom. Jason is in the new era.

He returned to his airport at the beginning, and from that day until today, he has been responsible for managing all passenger aircraft routes in Xilu.

And Sostak III devoted himself to the war against the Black Orcs. He fought with the sages of the Order of Justice in the eastern wilderness of the Western Continent.

"I was not born when the Sage ruled the world, but my grandfather said that at that time, there were not so many problems in the land of southern Thailand, and the police like us could only deal with neighborhood disputes. If Xiao Xiao appeared, the sword wielder

The team will come immediately to eliminate it." At this point, Lin Yunsu stood up. The police inspector sighed and threw the instant noodle cup into the trash can: "If possible, I would rather lose this job than watch us busy every day.
Chapter completed!