Chapter 232 shocked by this

"Fuck, why are you a man? You despicable *, I want a female slave!" After seeing Feng Hu, a soldier angrily threw the weapon in his hand to the ground, and then stepped forward to Mamaka and pointed to his nose and cursed.

Maka was still stunned when he heard the words. He was a little confused about why these soldiers reacted like this, but after hearing the soldier's angry scolding, he woke up slightly. His face was cold and his eyes released a real murderous spirit. The soldier's eyes were scared to avoid Mamaka's eyes for a moment.

After reacting, the soldier kicked Mamaka's abdomen and scolded, "Fuck, despicable species, I swear that you dare to stare at me. I'll show you, asshole."

At this time, a trace of blue veins appeared on Maka's forehead, and Feng Hu beside him couldn't stand it. He wanted to break the soldier's neck, but Maka's bondage on him was more powerful. Feng Hu did not break away from Maka's bondage for a moment, so he had to raise his head and look at the soldier angrily.

At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from the headset in their ears. Feng Long suspended over the base and observed everything below through the war-armed eyepiece. Seeing this scene, he said coldly, "Damn it, go and destroy this group of bastards for me."

When he turned off the headset, of course, he did not hear the soldier's angry scolding of Masaka, but when he saw that the man couldn't help kicking Maka, he couldn't stand it. At this time, the soldier saw Feng Hu's angry eyes and immediately waved his hand and was about to flash over.

"Fuck, what are you bastard slave looking at, I..." Before he finished his words, there was a big green hand tightly on his waved wrist. The 2,000 soldiers were originally coldly watching their companions' humiliation of Marca, but now they fell into shock one by one.

In their understanding, these * species should not be endowed with wisdom, let alone resistance consciousness, but the actions made by Mamaka now are far beyond their understanding. How can these people imagine that they are not facing any * species, but the real Lorowe people?

After the soldier's waved hand was pinched by Mamaka, he was slapped on his head before he could react. The next moment, all the soldiers saw an unforgettable scene for their lives. The man's head fell directly into the sternum. At first glance, it seemed that his head had been cut off.

"Bastard." Mamaka gritted his teeth and said three words. At this time, no matter how stupid the soldiers were, they realized that the situation had changed. The * species cultivated by the Isera Empire did not even have wisdom, let alone speak. They were made just to fight and did not need to be given language ability.

"Enemy attack! Send a message immediately and contact the nearby friendly forces!" A man standing in the front row shouted without hesitation. While shouting this sentence, he also planned to bend down to pick up the weapon thrown on the ground, but he didn't expect a green figure to appear in front of him out of thin air, and then kicked his chest directly with a sound explosion.

Of course, the man undoubtedly flew backwards, and his body stopped flying backwards when he knocked over more than 100 soldiers. Some of the soldiers who were knocked over by him sat on the ground and howled, and dozens of soldiers close to Mamaka swallowed their last breath.

"Bastard, it's not * at all, sound the alarm immediately!" One of the soldiers who seemed to be the leader shouted, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a heat wave coming from behind. Before he could turn around and look, an extremely dazzling light came from behind him, devouring him and everyone in a straight line.

After getting rid of the shackles of Mamaka, Feng Hu put on the war armament almost in an instant. At this moment, what he held in his hand was the White King Chongtian cannon, which was significantly reduced by three times in size. Due to the shrinking in volume and the intention of the user, the energy produced by the White King Chongtian cannon was far less powerful than before. Great lethality.

Although the attack can be reduced by Feng Hu, there is no problem for these soldiers to penetrate from a straight line. Don't forget that under the full attack of the White King's cannon, it can destroy an A-level planet. No matter how weakened it is, 2,000 soldiers are still not noticed by this cannon.

Feng Hu killed about 800 people with one shot. At this moment, Mamaka has also penetrated into these soldiers' teams and threw a body high into the air. Feng Long also dived down while launching a sneak attack with his gunpowder-type heavy machine gun in his hand.

Under the joint action of these three gods, none of the 2,000 soldiers could successfully pick up their weapons, let alone send a rescue signal to the outside world. Before everyone lost the last trace of consciousness, the last thought in their hearts was that they should not throw away the weapons.

But no matter how they regretted it, it was too late now. Feng Long dived all the way to Mamaka with a heavy machine gun. At this moment, Mamaka also reached out and pinched the head of the last soldier, threw the body into the distance fiercely, turned to Feng Long and asked, "What should I do now?"

Feng Long looked around and said, "You two go and release these slaves, but tell them not to talk about us. I'll go to the building where they rest to see if there are computers." After saying that, he turned directly to the ground and flew to the buildings where the soldiers rested, and Mamaka also turned to release the slaves with Feng Hu.

After Feng Long flew into the building and looked around, the first thought that came to his mind was "chaos". This was simply not a place where people live. At a corner at the door of the building, he saw human corpses, most of which were women's bodies, and they were thrown away at will.

Going deep, the ground was full of clothes that were discarded at will, including clothes worn by slaves and military uniforms of the Isera Empire, but the clothes worn by those slaves were either stained with blood or torn into pieces and discarded on the ground. Feng Long shook his head and walked to a staircase.

While paying careful attention to his surroundings, he tried to slow down his steps up the stairs. As his footsteps moved, bursts of female crying gradually appeared in his second middle school. After he hesitated for a moment, he still walked quickly to the second floor, came to a gate, and listened carefully. Those crying voices were from the gate. It came from the other end.

Feng Long used a starship* to draw up a submachine gun on the earth. After kicking open the door, he rushed directly into the house. After seeing the scene in the house, he suddenly fell into a sluggishness and saw more than 200 female slaves gathered in the room. She The only thing we have in common is that we don't wear anything.

When those slaves saw Feng Long's full-length mecha holding a gun, they all looked at Feng Long with a frightened face and looked at Feng Long. Large pieces of clothes on the ground were torn open and piled up in one place, and the bodies of those slaves were covered with wounds caused by various weapons.

At this time, a female slave suddenly moved. Her movement was very fast, but Feng Long could still clearly see her movement trajectory. The female slave quickly separated from the group and rushed towards a table. Feng Long's eyes reached the table ahead of her and saw a trace lying on it. A girl who hangs up and is in a coma.

Then the slave who rushed out came to the girl, untied the cloth tied to her, and returned to the crowd with her body in his arms. Seeing this scene, Feng Long's eyes suddenly widened, and there was a trace of light in his eyes. He lived such a hellish life. This slave was actually so kind. Good heart, incredible!

"Incredible." Feng Long involuntarily said four words. The moment he opened his mouth, he could clearly feel that a sudden sense of fear was born among the slaves. They couldn't help getting closer, and their eyes were still full of fear.

Carefully put away the weapons in his hand. Feng Long first took a step back to avoid scaring these people, and then raised his hands and forced himself to smile and said, "Don't be afraid. I'm not those soldiers. I won't hurt you or force you to do anything you don't want to do."

After hearing Feng Long's words, the slaves were still tightly huddled together and trembling uneasily with fear. Feng Long first frowned when he saw this scene, and then made a decision in his heart that made himself very entangled. The weapon in his hand was slowly raised by him and aimed at the slaves. .

"Dad Da!!!" After a series of noises, a series of bullet marks appeared at the feet of the slaves. Then Feng Long took a few steps forward without hesitation and shouted, "I repeat, my name is Feng Long. I'm not a soldier of the Isera Empire. I won't hurt you or force you to do anything."

After he shouted a word, the slaves reacted differently. Some suddenly screamed crazily, and some stared at Feng Long with big watery eyes, but no one ever spoke, and they did not mean to disperse, which made Feng Long feel very helpless.

Just as Feng Long was about to give up the spirit of saving these people, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly came to his ears. It was the girl who left the group and took back a coma girl. She only heard her naive expression and asked, "You, won't you really hurt us? Won't you force us to do that kind of thing, the kind of thing we don't like?"