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"Hemer, what do you mean by that?" Blue

Poison's face suddenly turned a little pale and said, "If their real target is really the Doctor, then the Doctor is still moving closer to us now, doesn't that mean that the Doctor has fallen into a trap because of us?!"

Blue Poison's voice became more and more terrifying, more and more like a beast with highly poisonous teeth.

Sonny, who had been kicked in the knee by Blue Poison, was now pushing his body to the side little by little.

And Anna, who was in the pioneer team, also looked suddenly enlightened at this time and said: "I see, no wonder Mary suggested that we ask you to be a reporter for an interview." "

Anna, what were you talking about!?" Sonny almost got up from the ground with a medical miracle.

"Mary, do you mean the one who is the policeman?" Anna

nodded and said, "Yes, it must be her, about three days ago, I complained to Mary about the environment we live in and the dangerous enemies we face. But she thought of a way for us, that is, to find reporters and media interviews to expose all this. And Mary asked us to come to you by name and list all sorts of benefits, but now it seems... It's all for another purpose.

Blue Poison was the most emotional of all of them, and she stepped forward to pick up Anna's clothes and said, "I advise you to explain the whole thing to me quickly, or don't blame me for being unkind to you!" "Blue Poison,

calm down!" Elena quickly pulled the angry poison frog aside.

"As I guessed, this would not have been possible without the involvement of people within the Colombian government," Helmer said. But how many participants are there, and what is the purpose of all the participants? Do you know?"

"Hmph, how could I know so much? If I had known this, I would have been killed a long time ago. Anna said: "All in all, the Trimont police must be on the opposite side of you now, and what is happening here now is very likely to be known by the Trimont people at all, and even if they do, maybe the heat is in a very low situation, and it can't make any waves at all." The

black in charge of the patrol suddenly moved, and a white spell original was floating in the air, approaching them little by little.

"Bang!" said the black arrow, which pierced through the circular element floating in the air, "These spell elements scattered in the air seem to have powerful energy inside.

"Can it be used as a battery?"

Hemmer stepped forward to check it, but undoubtedly received a negative answer: "According to the test report, the energy contained in these unit elements is not electrical energy, and there is no way to effectively convert it."

"Well, well, thank you, white-faced owl. In desperation, Hemmer had no choice but to concentrate Changchun's drone battery: "Mr. Sonny, do you usually encounter such incidents? "

No, Dr. Hermer, you don't say anything like that when you see thousands of unit parts sweeping through the air like a tornado. It's too far away from the core city, even if it's a car that runs all the way for more than ten hours, unless there is a big explosion here that moves the ground today, even if a metal dinosaur is born, the people in the city will not be aware of it.

"It's terrifying, I can't imagine such a monster appearing in the Tide Tower and no one noticing. "A few years ago, a volcano was on the verge of erupting, and it almost destroyed the city, but anyway, it has nothing to do with the eye-like thing.

Black then continued: "My intuition tells me that there are many dangers around, and that staying where you are and being indifferent is tantamount to waiting for death, and if you believe me enough, then follow me." What

everyone didn't notice at this time was that the cracks in the walls of the underground sewers began to leak red blood little by little, and if you looked into it, the walls through which the blood passed looked like skeletal arms growing from the depths.

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"Boom!" Skati

brandished his greatsword, gracefully and calmly solving the gargoyles surging from all directions, this is a tragic song belonging to the eternal tide.

The black stone squirmed like a scavenging hound's stomach, wriggling like a reptile on the ground, and like the tongue of some kind of deep-sea giant worm licking the unclean earth. The gaps cut by the greatsword resemble the hull of the Thriller ship sunk into the mud and sand.

"If that's all there is, then I'm thinking too highly of you. Hmm, what about that person?" Skati

found that in front of him, apart from the gargoyle wrapped in black, Hong so-kim, who had been leading them in the way, seemed to disappear.

Forget it, it's not an important person anyway, let it go, let it go, hack this gargoylee to death first.

Just then an axe flew in from a distance and wrapped itself around the gargoyle's neck.

The gargoyle was about to tear open the axe and break free, but was slammed to the ground by an even stronger force.

Scati saw the moment and plunged his sword into the gargoyle's head.

It seems that this battle is over.

"This gargoyle knows at a glance that it's one of Tracys' men, and your location is completely exposed, Doctor. Gaville said with a very solemn face.

"Letania, Victoria, Tracys, and the Elephant Party within Colombia, as well as an unknown Assassin organization, are so many people who want to kill me. I

pinched my fingers and calculated, and I was secretly grateful to Javier and Shining, who were like good shepherds, guarding my sheep.

I am the Good Shepherd, and the Good Shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.

(If I think about it, once I get into Kazdale, then I can't continue to be that sheep, I have to become a shepherd.)

I looked at the gargoyle that had fallen to the ground, and I was sure that this was definitely not the main body, the real body had already broken out of the shell of the golden cicada and gone to the Jedi.

"Strange, why haven't I seen the demon's breath after the attack?"

Skati was referring to the demon who had separated from us first, and in all fairness, I really couldn't imagine what kind of power could have been able to hide Sterl silently.

But there is absolutely no way to describe such a calm environment as normal.

I wanted to crouch on the ground to check who looked like ghosts, but Gavel stopped me and said, "You're not suitable for this kind of thing, let me do it, I'm the real practical doctor compared to a theoretical doctor like you."

Scati said, "Doctor, it's too dangerous here, why don't you let that crocodile take you out first, and I'll go to the Rust Belt by myself, and I promise you, I'll take everyone out." "

I'm no longer convinced that I harbor bad luck in me, but I still don't want you to get too close to me, for I'm afraid that the ripples of my battle will affect you inadvertently."

"Hahahaha! You've all come, why don't you all stay?" "

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I am one-half dust, one-quarter plasma, one-eighth greed, one-sixteenth human

, one-thirty-second gods

, and the remaining little bit of nothingness, a whole ——————

Christen was walking in her office, she had just hung up the phone, like a lion throwing out the leftover bones.

Lions never hate hunting dogs' food, because even if it is on the verge of decay, it is still edible.

But when it comes to what humans throw at them, the wise lion will always be cautious and watch-and-see.

Because the lion didn't know if it was narcotic or poisonous.

Or both.

Christen is well aware of his current situation, the life of the Rhine is now too big. Christen now either integrates Rheinland Life into part of the government, where travel is beyond the responsibilities of corporations.

Or watch your departments be split one after another, of course, you can maintain the enterprise that has always been large, continue to operate, and continue to carry out your ideals.

But who can guarantee that their massive zebra won't be dismembered into several pieces?

either up or down.

The positive side is life, the negative side is death, you have to choose one.

But the rational choice still exists, which is to put the coin in the middle and let the lion eat the bones.

Christen has never been a person who likes politics, high-end politics is like a colosseum, you come and go.

There are no bones left.

The battlefield was too bloody and terrifying, and Christen rejected it, but fortunately she was just a spectator, fortunately just a gambler.

The elephant and the donkey, as long as she presses the next presidential election, then she can carefully influence the cabinet's decision-making as the financier.

The Rhine Life, the crystallization of her and Sereya's life's work, can be preserved in this way.

But what about four years later, even if it's a little luckier, eight years later?

Christen has a headache every time she thinks about it.

"Boom!!"

The walls of Christen's office suddenly fell, like the sea that the Prophet had pushed open with his hands.

"Is that you?"

"I'm sorry, I can't think of anyone else who can help me other than you." Serea said as she patted the dust off her body.

The collapsed walls were illuminated by the flickering lights like a pile of heavy objects floating above a murky lake.

It was a pile of stones wrapped in mercury.

You can't sink to the bottom of the lake because the water is heavier than you.

"Strange?"

Syrtel suddenly felt a little strange in his heart as he looked at the group of pioneers she was escorting north.

"What's the matter, big lady Sakaz?" said

an old lady who smiled from ear to ear as she hugged her husband in her arms.

They were about to leave Trimond and head north to the vast and smokeless land of ice and snow.

"Well, I remember that something is wrong, I'm a Sakaz, why don't any of you call me a demon?

"Hahaha!!" Syrtel

had just finished speaking, and the good guys and happy old ladies in the train team laughed and said: "Big girl, you are ours, if I dislike you again, then I won't even have a face!" Syrtel

looked at these old people and young people who were as thin as bones, and suddenly remembered the expressions and inner anxiety of the people on Rhode Island who were taking care of the children such as Lily of the Valley.

Syrtel now has a strange idea that for the people in the Rust Belt, it is a dark womb, and everything they come from income, they are connected to the placenta and the germ of the outside world, and now they are having a new life, becoming a baby.

(It's strange, how could such a strange idea come to my mind, did I have something wrong?)"

Those Colombian government minions finally attacked us, although there were similar rumors a few months ago, but I didn't expect them to really do it, they hurt us like throwing away sackcloth, killing livestock, and they didn't have any heart at all.

When Syrtel first rescued them, they burst into tears, drawing crosses on the front of their chests with tears in their eyes. However, a considerable number of people's hands cannot move at all, because their hands have either withered like branches and flowers, or they have pierced a few holes in that bend, and there may even be maggots and other parasites.

"Don't talk about it, that's the case with infected people and smuggled immigrants. By the way, Miss Sakaz, I remember that there are dozens of compatriots like you in this area, and they don't seem to have taken it out yet, and you can save them when you go back, they are also very kind people.

Syrtl nodded, now she didn't even taste for ice cream.

"Do you have any other way out after you go out?"

"We have heard that there are other pioneer teams in the north, they should take care of us, and we just need to find a place with abundant water and grass to start a new life." "

I hope so.

"Calm down, Franklin! Excitement and anger will not solve anything.

"I can't do it right now, so it's about my future, and it's about the future of the whole of Colombia, and the thousands of troops are like the party members and soldiers launching an offensive. Where is Dwight David now?! This incident must have something to do with him! As Douglas's staff officer, he is absolutely aware of this series of events, and we must now gather enough evidence to fight back!"

We don't have an army on hand now that can stop them, we just need to prepare for the war of opinion and the media, and we don't have to risk going to the front in person. "

No, yes, the pioneer militia regiment, although it is possible that they have already fled. Franklin sat down weakly.