I Am Not the Supreme God

This is an old community.

The kind and honest doorman was originally dealing with a daily neighbourhood conflict.

Probably some people's pet dogs **** and urinated everywhere, and the grievances in the neighborhood had deepened, and it finally broke out today.

As the uncle of property management, he needs to reconcile, but during the period of reconciliation, his phone rang, and after listening in silence, the uncle doorman's eyes became deeper, and his vicissitudes of life was full of sighs over the years.

His waist was slightly straightened, and he glanced at the stain on the side of his guard room, which had been urinated by the pet dog over the years.

At this time, every corner of the city suddenly sounded an ear-piercing alarm that had never been heard.

Air fighters passed by and began to drop unknown papers, all over the sky, like heavy snowfall in the sky.

An unfamiliar voice came from the broadcast: "Brotta has entered a state of full alert. Please every citizen of Brotta and alien visitors to unconditionally cooperate with our work. What you need now is to temporarily find a nearby building to escape. Assemble with yourself, our follow-up staff will guide you to evade and evacuate, repeat it..."

The uncle doorman glanced at the neighbors who were still arguing, and the pet dog owner who had been ugly and never stepped back.

Perhaps it's the perennial wartime state and the constant security acting every year, so that these noisy neighbours are not aware of the current situation.

I have been here for a long time, and every day, apart from resolving neighbourhood disputes and raising cats and dogs, I have no other contribution.

But here are the core parts of the three Super Motion team bases. If there is a problem with any of the bases, he can rush to the first time.

In the past few years, he has suppressed several riots by World Eliminators and Demon Gods. In the eyes of these people, perhaps it was just a short vacation for a few days.

But now it's different. This little old man who is kind to others and who can be sore is no longer staggering, and with an unspeakable aura, he walks among the quarreling neighborhoods.

But that kind of invisible aura, ordinary people with noisy red eyes can't feel it at all.

When he stepped forward, the owner of the dog beast caught him and said, "Old man, do you care about it? These people are making trouble for no reason, my dog ​​beast..."

The old man interrupted him and said, "Go back, the alarm has sounded, and the official will be coming soon."

The owner of the dog and beast thought that this timid and fearful old man who valued peace was using official people to suppress him.

Immediately he was displeased and cursed: "I am afraid? Old man, if you don't know how to mediate, don't come and go away. Do you know my dog ​​and beast, a meal is worth one month's salary? Now, what are you guys like!"

"Wow!"

Maybe it's because of doggies, or maybe it's been **** and peeing outside the guard hall all the year round. The dog has already felt that his ethnic status is higher than this old man who is willing to shovel his shit. When he saw the owner yelling, it also grinned and roared. .

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and everyone only vaguely saw an afterimage. The barking dog and beast immediately exploded into a cloud of blood, splashing its owner all over.

The old man looked at the bewildered people and said, "For the last time, go back to your house."

The dog owner stayed, he didn't expect this to happen, and he didn't see it clearly. It was the old man in front of him who blew his dog into blood mist with a light whip, and the air shook.

Shockedly exclaimed: "You, do you hide prohibited weapons? Old man, do you know me..."

boom!

The invisible air wave shock wave spread from the old man's body, and the dog owner, like his pet, exploded into a cloud of blood.

The old man's eyes were extremely determined, and the doorman uniform on his body suddenly exploded, revealing the strong muscles in the black tactical tights.

The surrounding neighbours were all dumbfounded, stammering not knowing what to say.

Like a Saiyan transformed old man with white hair flying, he looked at the crowd and said: "Go back, you are good people, I know, but the **** is dead, I hope today... the neighborhood is in harmony."

The neighbors were so frightened that they started to back away and walked towards their homes.

A child who had a good relationship with the old man on weekdays showed his head from the window at home and said in a daze, "Uncle Qin, you are..."

Door guard Uncle Qin didn't answer directly, his body was slightly bowed, and a strong wave of air broke out again, smashing the clouds in the sky.

The muscles suddenly swelled up, and the muscles swelled again, and his beard flew fiercely, "You don't need to know, but let the old man..."

boom!

Rising into the sky, his figure instantly turned into a black spot, leaving a series of blasts in the air.

"Just let the old man, make a tomorrow for you!"

The sound is like a hong bell, like a **** descending on a proverb, and like a wild animal roaring across the mountains and rivers.

Wow~

At this time, the paper scattered from the sky fighters fell down like snowflakes.

The little boy stretched out his hand from the window and grabbed one casually. After reading the content on it, he suddenly wetted his clothes with tears.

"The world has come to the moment of life and death. We will protect this land as much as possible. Sacrifice is inevitable. The dawn will eventually appear. I hope that every veteran and every special talent will be prepared to fight for the protection of civilization. The reward is just the indelible soul of Brota. Together, Brota will be immortal!"

The little boy's teardrops wet the paper, and from the window, he looked at the empty traces drawn by the air waves. For a long time, he silently saluted Brota's highest courtesy.

"Brota is unstoppable!"

"High and unquenchable!"

When the paper fell on the ground, the words resounded in all corners, shaking the sky.

...

Official Yexiang.

Popular actresses, regulars on the screen, and enduring fame and appearance have become memories of two generations.

When the full martial law alarm sounded, she was also quickly taken to a temporary shelter, waiting for official people to come and organize an evacuation.

At this moment, Guan Yexiang also enjoyed a small privilege, a narrow cloakroom, privately occupied by her.

Naturally, some people were very dissatisfied with her behavior, and faint complaints had spread into the house.

They couldn't understand why at this time, the big star could still make such an excessive request that one person occupies the cloakroom, so that the narrow place is crowded with staff.

Inside the room, Guan Yexiang changed his gorgeous clothes, revealing his close-fitting black combat uniforms, Mr. Number, Miss Number, they have never forgotten their identities for a moment, ready to fight at any time, ready to meet sacrifices, they have never been The removed special combat uniforms are proof.

Quickly took off his makeup and took care of his equipment.

Guan Yexiang, vigorous and capable, opened the door and walked out.

Everyone outside the house was stunned, silent, because they had never seen such an official Yexiang, and they didn't know if their complaints were heard just now.

Guan Yexiang smiled and said, "Thank you for your help and care over the years~ Next, let Guan Yexiang take care of you!"

Wow!

When the words fell, his body turned into a cloud of smoke, running through the building and going straight through the sky.

...

Such scenes happened everywhere in Brota. All Mr. Numbers and Mr. Numbers candidates broke their usual pretense and fought to protect the world~www.wuxiaspot.com~If I am not dead, The world remains the same. "

A middle-aged man uttered this elusive sentence in the bewildering gaze of his family, and walked to his balcony.

When the family went to check, the balcony was empty.

"Hahahaha~ I use my blood to create a rainbow!"

A lunatic walked out of the crowd wildly and entered a dead end.

When others checked, there was no one in the alley.

Only the senior members of the Super Motion Team in the distance silently respected the highest courtesy in that direction.

"The mountains and rivers remain the same, the world is the same! Tomorrow the sun will rise and set as usual, children, look at the sunset for me."

A middle school teacher led the students into the refuge and took off their glasses. The students followed his gaze, and the sunset outside the skylight was brilliant.

When the students turned their heads, he had disappeared.