Zhou Zhuo raised his hand and patted this Mingling guy on the shoulder, and greeted him familiarly.
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"Who are you?"
As soon as the words of No. 4 came out, this sub-god-level underworld almost freaked out.
The serial number is the name they call when the owner of the Palm Ming Order communicates with each other, and their identities in reality are never known.
Except for one person, that is the number 1 of the Palm Ming Order issued to them.
Although the other Plutos are connected with each other, they are not clear about each other's identities.
Ming Ling turned his head and looked around. The other party was not familiar with Number 1.
"Who are you?"
Forced to suppress the stormy waves in his heart, No. 4 pretended to be calm and asked.
"I'm number 3! We just contacted me not long ago."
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number 3?
No. 4 instantly remembered the guy who had just been banned, and No. 3 Palm Mingling was killed by the people of Dongming Kingdom and had fallen into the enemy's hands.
So, isn't this guy in front of him from Dong Ming Kingdom?
How did he find himself?
After taking a look at the opponent's strength, he was a second-god like himself, and his heart settled slightly.
In addition, there is a more important point.
This is Xi Ming Country!
The Kingdom of East Ming and Bei Ming are under the rule of the gods, while the Kingdom of Xi Ming and Nan Ming belong to the goddess of death.
Conflicts broke out between the underworld of these different factions.
Although Pluto is stronger, he has to overwhelm the goddess of death.
The relationship between the goddess of death and the supreme **** of death is not shallow, and the goddess dare not do more, and the two sides still maintain a balance.
But the underworld must have some conflicts, and it is commonplace to infiltrate each other.
The great underworld felt this deeply painful.
If the news that the spies from the Eastern Ming Kingdom came to the Western Ming Kingdom spread, this guy would definitely die without a place to bury him.
"Who are you really?"
"What's the purpose of looking for us?"
Zhou Zhuo laughed lightly: "I should ask you this sentence, right!
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Zhou Zhuo stared at the palm envoy in front of him, and asked straightforwardly.
"Don't you want to know the least bit of news from my mouth!"
"Here is the spy of Dongming Kingdom!"
Seeing that the situation is not good, No. 4 shouted decisively.
Obviously, it didn't think that Zhou Zhuo was the only one who came to arrest itself, and there must be other strong people secretly, and it would absolutely not be possible to escape the claws of the Eastern Underworld by relying on its own strength.
The best way is to kill with a knife.
The degree of hatred between the East Ming Kingdom and the West Ming Kingdom is not low. Once the identity of the people of the East Ming Kingdom is exposed, naturally there will be strong people from the Xi Ming Kingdom to deal with them.
My organization is quite low-key, and the problem is not big.
"On this point? You just know how to save the soldiers?"
Surrounded by spirits, none of the spirits stopped and turned a blind eye to them.
More directly... through.
Yes, it just goes through the body.
As if he didn't exist.
"how so?"
This magical method shocked him, and he subconsciously stepped back two steps away from Zhou Zhuo.
There is no doubt that the source of the weirdness must be the ghost of the guy from Dong Ming Kingdom in front of him.
"Whether you say it or not, it's all useless."
Zhou Zhuo spread out his palm, and there was an extra 630 yuan in his palm.
Take out the palm Ming Ling that belongs to oneself to compare, can't see the difference at all.
"This is my palm Ming order, give it back to me!"
Seeing that Zhou Zhuo had an extra Palm Ming Ling in his hand, No. 4 subconsciously touched his pocket to hide Palm Ming Ling.
It's just that there is nothing in the pocket.
The guy from the East Ming Kingdom didn't know what method he used to steal the Palm Ming order from his hand.
"Give up! I won't tell you anything!"
No. 4's eyes were firm, with a look of death.
Zhou Zhuo was too lazy to waste time, fell into a dream decisively, and obtained information and intelligence about the other party.