"Master, why? This is the blood pool that you have worked hard to build..." One person was confused.

a figure flashed in Wen Bixia's mind and sighed: "it's impossible to compare so many dead people with one. Let's make arrangements for all the dead people for the time being. Don't take any action first. This will be our chips for the future establishment of our country..."

"OK..."

the two puppet mecha men didn't ask any more questions. They closed the hand chat device and were ready to suppress the blood pool. They didn't let the blood pool dry any more.

……

"it seems that she is not an unforgettable person..."...