Mao Zhihua Lie was still unable to resist the temptation of Sword Dao.
This was especially so when the sword art that appeared in front of her was something she had never seen before.
This kind of temptation was like a person who had been hungry for several days and suddenly saw a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.
It was even worse.
Ordinary people could not resist this temptation at all.
Mao Zhi Hua Lie still had many things to deal with.
There were many members in the fourth division, so there were more tasks than the other divisions.
The team members 'work arrangements, treatment of illnesses, the situation of the wounded, the arrangements for the comprehensive ambulance, and so on.
Be it Mao Zhihua Lie or the other officials, they were all busy.
Under the lead of the Death God members of the sixth class, Shi Mo obtained the Death Overlord equipment and arrived at the team building that the sixth class belonged to.
However, before they could approach the team building, they heard a commotion coming from within.
"Trash, you dare to challenge me with your measly Ghost Dao?”
"Are you tired of living?"
The sound was so unpleasant that it sounded like the worst quality sandpaper rubbing against a blackboard.
The ear-piercing feeling that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was comparable to the execution of the Double Strike.
Shi Mo frowned and looked at the Death God team member beside him. He asked,
"What is this thing talking about?”
The Reaper who led him there had a similar personality to Hanataro Yamada.
Sometimes, a timid personality became the standard for some of the members of the fourth division.
Most of the Death Gods who feared battle gathered here.
Moreover, Mao Zhihua Lie would never reject the Grim Reaper joining his sub-team, which led to the four sub-teams being mixed with all kinds of people.
Of course, he couldn't be bothered to care about this.
However, in order to give himself a good living environment, he had to be careful.
Some necessary things still had to be done.
When the team member who led the way heard Shi Mo's question, his body trembled visibly. He replied with a trembling voice,
"He is the vice class monitor of our sixth class, Kurashima Otaki.”
"After the previous class monitor left, he was supposed to be the class monitor of the sixth class.”
"But now…"
The other party looked at Shi Mo cautiously.
Shi Mo immediately understood.
His arrival had snatched the other party's position.
This was similar to the situation with Yamada Seinosuke.
"Lord Shi Mo, are you sure you want to enter now?”
The Death God who was leading the team stood in front of the sixth class's dormitory and was a little hesitant.
In the team building, the extremely unpleasant voice was still roaring loudly, as if it was carrying out some kind of bullying.
"Isn't this nonsense?"
Shi Mo walked to the door of the team building and kicked it!
Kacha!
The crisp sound of the wooden door shattering instantly drowned out Kurashimaya Dangui's roar.
"Who is it?"
Not only did the Tibetan Island's great nobleman's voice sound unpleasant, but his appearance was also extremely ugly.
At a glance, it was a thrilling scene.
Shi Mo could not even bear to look at it.
"This, is this also considered a miracle of the Creator?”
Cangdao Dagui looked at the two people in front of him, his anger soaring.
"Bastard, this is the dormitory of the fourth division's sixth ambulance squad!”
"I am the vice-captain of the sixth ambulance squad. How dare you cause trouble in front of me?!”
Shi Mo pointed out and said in a deep voice,
"The fourth binding dao, this rope!"
Spirit pressure gushed out from his fingertips and transformed into a golden rope that instantly bound the hands and feet of the Tibetan Island Noble.
"Bastard, how dare you attack me!”
"You know I am, woo, woo!"
Before the Tibetan Island Lord could finish his words, Shi Mo had already tied his mouth shut.
"Phew-"
Shi Mo let out a long sigh and said comfortably,
" The world is finally quiet."
If it were not for the fact that this was the fourth division's dormitory, Shi Mo would have wanted to destroy them.
If such a thing was left in the palace, it would taint this place.
Like a maggot, Kurashimaya Dagui wriggled his body on the ground.
Her eyes were filled with anger as she stared at Shi Mo, as if she wanted to carve his appearance into her heart.
In the future, when he had the chance, he would definitely take revenge on this kid.
Pa!
Shi Mo stepped on his face and looked at the members of the sixth class.
"Let me introduce myself."
"I'm Jing Le Shi Mo. I've just joined the fourth division and was appointed as the sixth seat by the leader of the Mao Zhihua.”
"At the same time, you will be the class monitor of the sixth ambulance squad!”
The other members of the Death God team looked at the scene in front of them in astonishment. With their fragile reflexes, they had not recovered from the impact just now.
Fortunately, the Grim Reaper beside Shi Mo reacted in time and hurriedly took the lead to bow.
"Welcome, Lord Shi Mo!"
The other Death Gods also slowly came back to their senses at this time.
"Welcome, Lord Shi Mo!"
"Welcome, Lord Shi Mo!"
……
Shi Mo nodded in satisfaction. Although these team members looked a little weak, they still had a certain degree of flexibility.
"Was this thing bullying you just now?”
These members of the Death God team were all bruised and swollen. They looked very miserable.
Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.
"It's okay. I'll support you today.”
Shi Mo rubbed his feet and kicked the Kurashimaya Otaki out.
"Fight!"
"As long as you can't kill him, then kill him!”
"Return all the violence he used on you to me!”
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