Speaker Huang and the three instantly fell silent.

This is a very sensitive topic.

It is also their last reliance.

Is there anything else?

Yes, yes, but what is the other party's mind and asked this question?

Is this a question from the other side, or is it a question asked by the rat priest with the help of the other party?

Ask yourself, if your identity is reversed, you should not tolerate those who have surrendered to you, and you still have the means to threaten yourself....

Seeing that the three were silent, Wang Ye was overjoyed in his heart.

"Why, is it embarrassing?" Wang Ye asked sadly.

Speaker Huang's hearts tightened, and their scalps were numb.

The three looked at each other, and Speaker Huang took a step towards Wang Ye, lowered his voice and said, "No, it's not embarrassing, it's just..."

Why is this asking? "

What for?" Wang Ye's face sank, and he said coldly: "You guess!" "

I guess you're a big-headed ghost!

Speaker Huang really wanted to scold his mother.

Think of how powerful he is the speaker of the Tokuyama Diet family, the real power speaker of the Tokuyama Parliament, how high-ranking and powerful, how majestic, and how inoffensive

he is.... In ordinary times, he can change the fate of a person, a family, and a region with a single word....

It's just a pity that creation is confusing.

Speaker Tokushan, who had lost the support of a high-ranking transcendent, was just a mid-level transcendent with little combat experience.

However, through Wang Ye's attitude, Speaker Huang was sure of one thing.

This question is probably not what Wang Ye wants to ask, but what the "rat priest" behind Wang Ye wants to ask....

In this case, there is no room for improvement.

After a moment of silence, Speaker Huang said dryly: "There are still some, if... We can destroy it if needed..."

Wang Ye was anxious and blurted out.

Seeing the three looking at him, he quickly adjusted and explained unhurriedly: "That's really a pity, adults don't want to see this situation..."

As soon as he heard Wang Ye say this, Speaker Huang knew that he had made a correct choice.

He bent down slightly, lowered his voice and asked, "Then... What do adults mean?

Wang Ye tugged at the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Use them where they should be used..." Speaker

Huang's temples bulged, and before he put it aside, he played this kind of riddle with others....

Now it was his turn to be riddled, allowing him to experience first-hand the hatefulness of the riddler.

Fortunately, Wang Ye did not intend to hang his appetite.

"Hey, Lord Priest said, you are all trustworthy people, then I won't hide from you..." Speaker

Huang and the three quickly held their breath and waited for Wang Ye to follow.

Wang Ye looked around alertly, and then looked at Speaker Huang with an inquiring face.

Speaker Huang quickly patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, it's absolutely safe here!"

With Speaker Huang's assurance, Wang Ye said mysteriously: "I think you all know that there are two high-ranking necromancers who have entered Deshan this time, right?" Speaker

Huang and the three nodded at the same time, if they didn't even know this kind of news, they could really go home and plant potatoes.

"And Deshan, there is only one

..." "Since you already plan to follow the priest in the future, then the rest, I don't need to say more..."

Speaker Huang's three hearts were shocked, they were all smart people, although Wang Ye did not say it explicitly, but what he wanted to express, they all understood.

The infighting in this Tower of Dry Bones is even more terrifying than the legend...

Speaker Huang licked his dry lips and asked cautiously, "Is this what Lord Priest meant?" "

!" Wang Ye snorted coldly and did not answer.

Speaker Huang hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't be familiar with me, I didn't just follow Lord Priest, I don't know the rules

..." "This still needs more guidance

from you..." Wang Ye nodded with a grim expression, "That's easy to do, from now on, I say, you do it."

"Is there a problem?"

"No problem!" Speaker Huang and the three had already accepted their orders at this time, and said very happily.

"Don't worry, there is a priest to carry us, we just have to let go of our hands and feet..." Wang Ye assured with confidence.

For someone above to carry this kind of thing, Speaker Huang and the three have a very good say.

"What Sir said..."

A moment later, Wang Ye, led by Speaker Huang and the three, walked through the checkpoints and came to a room full of modern instruments.

Speaker Huang took a tablet from a soldier's hand, operated it a few times, and brought up a piece of information, "Mr. Mage, this is our current missile inventory list..."

Wang Ye glanced sideways, and his heart immediately set off a wave of shock.

[YL-85 ballistic missile (made by Peria), with a maximum speed of 880 kilometers per hour and a range of 2,500 kilometers....

12 pieces in stock.

TO-519 ballistic missile (made by Donglong), with a maximum speed of 1100 kilometers per hour and a range of 3300 kilometers....

22 pieces in stock.

E-823 ballistic missile (made by Donglong), with a maximum speed of 900 kilometers per hour and a range of 4,500 kilometers....

12 pieces in stock....

Total: 121 pieces]

"Good guys, there are so many

..." "Oh, yes, after all, this is a country with a population of more than 100 million people

..." "Hehehe, but now, it's all mine, quack

..." "Fuck, these losers, why did they have to bomb me in the first place, if they all were reserved for me, how nice it would be, woo-woo..."

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Ye couldn't get angry, and his face became gloomy.

Speaker Huang, who had been observing Wang Ye, saw Wang Ye's change in complexion, and quickly explained: "Originally, there was still more in stock of missiles, and this did not consume some before..." Wang Ye

only felt that his blood pressure soared and he had a seizure on the spot.

Consumed some?

His grandmother's, did you consume some?

You almost smashed me to death with a missile, okay!!

Lao Tzu's million-strong army!!

Whew....

This group of losers....

Wang Ye roughly estimated that the various missiles that were smashed on his head at the beginning, if not five hundred, there were three hundred...

After a long pause, Wang Ye slowly calmed down the various emotions that were churning in his heart, and slowly squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "It's a little less, but it's enough..."

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