Chapter 527： I am very disappointed with your performance.

"Hurry up, collect the good pigs, get ready to be transported from the tunnel, and all the rest will be killed. Don't leave one!" In the yard, Terry said something cold, although his face was strong. Self-satisfied, but still difficult to hide in the eyes.

Originally, he should have been on the way to the Devil's Islands now, but at noon Oliver suddenly received the news of the exposure of the stronghold, and he was left in case of the accident. As a result, Ebenezer took the man to chase the old man at night. And the devil, Oliver also followed, just have a return, Oliver they may have an accident, the base may be exposed.

Oliver is the backbone of the entire mercenary group. Even if Ebenezer's strength is stronger than him, now they both have something to do, and the attack on the mercenary group is huge.

However, this also made him succeed in becoming the strongest and highest-ranking person in the entire mercenary group. In addition to panic, he is still a little excited. If he can leave all the remaining hands, he will put the piglets in his hand. When he sells, he will not have to look at the face of the millennium, but become the real boss.

In the cellar, the devil and the orc held the torch, rudely pulling the elves' hair, the young elves and the old elves were separated, and the slower body would have a whip falling or being flipped to the ground.

But the elves kept their strange silence, their expressions were dull, and even if the whip fell on their body, they would only make a soft sigh, and they could not see the slightest look in their eyes, as if they were walking zombies. Let it be at the mercy.

"Boss, don't blame me for not saving you. I can only blame you for not being lucky. I will sell all these piglets. Your mercenary team will help you to manage it." Terry held his hands. The railing, looking at the underside of the man and the elf, thought in his heart, the heart beat faster, and there was a sick flush on his face.

"Big bad guys! Come and surrender to me! Otherwise we have to get in!"

Just then, a little tender voice came out from the outside.

"Well? What is this sound?" Terry frowned and asked.

"Terry is a big man, there is a personal class with two piglets calling outside the gate. One of the piglets seems to be following the old man at noon!" An orc rushed in and reported.

“How many people have come?” asked the special color inside.

"There are three, no one else." The orc stunned and said quickly.

"What is special about that human being?" Terry asked again.

"Nothing special, it looks like an ordinary human, there are no weapons in his hand." The orc shook his head.

"Little pig, I still want to find you where to go, I did not expect you to come to the door, kill you to revenge for Oliver boss!" Terry's face showed a sneer, and walked toward the gate of the hospital. Go, then scream at the orcs and demons at the door: "Open the door!"

"Father, are they afraid, so they dare not open the door?" Outside the yard, a few meters from the courtyard door, Amy and Anna stand around McGonagall, Amy looks up at McGonagall. Road.

Anna looked at the dark, large yard, a little scared and sad. She and her grandfather came here this afternoon, so they were chased by the demons and orcs.

"Maybe." McGonagain looked at the direction of the door. The guys should now be scared birds. It is estimated that they are busy transferring people. This abandoned village is very remote, and this large yard without light is not. At first glance, there is only one gray temple in the approximate orientation that wants to find it. I don't know how long it has been.

"The little devils, who gave you the courage to come to the dead!" The door slammed open, and Terry walked out the door, followed by a few devils and orcs with torches in his hands, all staring at Meg and Two little guys around him.

"Liang Jingru." McGonagall nodded seriously.

"Hmmm?" Terry raised his eyebrows and looked at Meg slightly, thinking with some hesitation in his heart: "Who is Liang Jingru? Is it a certain Terran master, otherwise how can this guy come to the door with two little guys? provocative?"

"We are here to save people. If you know each other, I will release all the elves that you have been detained as soon as possible. I will consider giving you a living to the Grey Temple." McGonagall said to Terry, with a few points. The meaning of the warning.

"Yes, big bad guys, you will surrender quickly! Otherwise we will be welcome!" Amy also said seriously.

Terry smirked and looked at McGonagall and smiled. "Boy, do you think I am a fool? But since you have already sent it to the door, the nightingale is yours tonight, and these two piglets." I want to sell them all to the black market of Alcatraz Island. I believe there will still be many guys who will like them."

"Lu Xun once said that people always use their own shortcomings to attack others, trying to divert attention from others in this aspect. After seeing you, I believe." McGonagall looked at Terry and sighed. "You pig head, where is the confidence that the elf is a pig? If you have to find a pig here, how do you look at it most?"

"You...!" Terry blinked, and the orcs and demons standing on the side laughed and couldn't laugh.

"My father is very good!" Amy looked up at Meg, some of her admiration. For the first time, she found that her father’s adult was also fun.

Anna’s face was also a smile, and even the already tense mood relaxed a lot. The demon looked like a pig's head. It looked funny, but not so terrible.

"Damn human! I must kill you today!" Terry angered, as a violent magic pig, the most annoying thing after the transformation is that others say they are pigs, this is the biggest insult to them, eyes The child turned red, and the mouth of the mouth showed two large fangs, and they rushed toward McGonagall.

"I am very disappointed with your performance." McGonagall shook his head, then raised his right hand and shouted: "The Burning Legion!"

"Outshoot!"

The sound of Sargeras sounded.

"For the sake of the sacred meat!"

A neat and bright voice sounded, and in the jungle not far away, a group of lava demons burning with blazing flames suddenly burst out. Each demon had a meat clip in his hand and biting into his mouth.

At the forefront, Sargeras carried a folding stool, and the remaining half of the meat in his hand was bitten down, and he stepped out in a step, like a fiery stone falling in the sky, and the folding stool in his hand turned toward Terry. The head is taken.