Bug Master In Doomsday

The banquet lasted until the next morning. There were several drunk masters lying crookedly in the extravagant hall, and a few standing, basically vomiting while holding the table.

Wang Mang lay on the table and slowly opened his eyes, smelling the sour smell in the hall, frowning slightly.

The maids with good looks and beautiful figures carefully cleaned the disgusting vomit, the broken dishes, and the food crumbs scattered all over the carpet.

A groggy spell master who was supported by the maid, saw Wang Mang also woke up faintly, and shouted loudly with a grin:

"Brother Wang Mang was drunk last night. Wait two days before continuing. I really can't do it anymore. Go back and sleep for a while!"

Wang Mang rubbed his numb cheeks and forced a smile to wave goodbye to him.

Seeing that Wang Mang waved at him, the master of the spell was satisfied and left with the help of the maid!

At this time, Tyrannical Gun also stood up from the soft collapse with his head, his body was a little unstable when he stood up, he staggered a few times, and he stood firmly on the pillar.

He looked at Wang Mang, and frowned uncomfortably while covering his head.

"Brother Wang Mang, I can't accompany you to the warehouse to get things in this state. You take my hand to look for the warehouse-seeing mouse. He will follow your orders when he sees the cards in his hand."

Wang Mang nodded, walked to Ba Qiang, took the small brass card,

Seeing the appearance of Ba Qiang, he also smiled and waved to the maid around him: "You guys come over, hurry up and help Senior Ba Qiang to rest and rest,"

After Tyrannical Spear was held by several maids, he fell asleep leisurely again. Seeing this, Wang Mang's smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly reduced, and he walked towards the exit of the hall.

He tossed the brass plaque regularly with one hand, his eyes were deep, and when he stepped out of the space-time passage at the gate, he instantly came to the basement level of the Shurachang, which is where the supplies of the Shurachang warehouse are stored Up,

Wang Mang frowned uncontrollably looking at the dark, empty underground square.

There is no aliveness in this place, where is the person named Ashu?

"Who are you?" A voice that was as sharp as an **** suddenly came from the masonry under Wang Mang's feet. Wang Mang smiled and took two steps back, suddenly seeing the true face of this mouse.

A gray-skinned mouse the size of a domestic cat drew out of the ground with fierce red eyes, and its tough fur instantly cut across the masonry, stiffly making several deep depressions.

"Who are you? How come you have the hand of the gun boss?!"

Ah Mouse bowed vigilantly, and stared at Wang Mang with red eyes the size of a soybean. It seemed that Wang Mang couldn't tell the reason, and it would pounce on him and bite his throat.

"Heh!" Wang Mang chuckled, looking at Ah Mouse's vigilant look, and jokingly said: "Senior Tyrant Gun is really ingenious, let a mouse take care of the warehouse?"

"You!" Ah Shu bared his teeth angrily, showing sharp teeth, "If you don't say who you are, I will treat you as an intruder!"

Wang Mang let out a surprise, and asked a little surprised: "Don't you know what happened yesterday?"

"Yesterday? What happened yesterday?"

A Mouse rolled his eyes suspiciously and squeaked his head twice. After a while, his eyes widened suddenly, looking at Wang Mang in disbelief.

"Lord Baili...dead?!"

When Ah Mouse heard this news, his five senses were mixed, and Master Bai was so powerful that he was dead? However, if this is the case, is the boss of his tyrants in the upper ranks?