Lei Xiaohua held Lien's neck, "Big nose, who is the master of this red coat letting him be, don't you all have your Pope to make a decision, what's the use of fighting?"

"Although this is the case, the candidates need to recommend everyone. Everyone will recommend the person they trust." Lane explained the patience to Lei Xiaohua.

Lei Xiaohua helped the sunglasses on the bridge of the nose. "If I spend some money to buy some people, and then spend some money to buy the pope, can I also run for it?"

Lane's elbow pushed the ribs of Lei Xiaohua.

"This kind of spending is useless. You may not accept it, but our Holy Light religion has never let the Orientals be the leader of the red clothes. After all, your Oriental does not seem to believe in the Holy Light Religion.

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Lei Xiaohua chewed gum.

"Most of the people in our there are materialism. If you are useful, I believe you, if you are useless, how can you go?"

"No, I have seen a lot of releases, they all have their own beliefs." Ryan puzzled.

Lei Xiaohua scolded, "Called, the positive eight classics are released with the brain, you see it online, many of them are the super silly fork of the brain, buy your mother freshwater fish and run to the sea to settle down the life.

It ’s not a mentally handicapped. Those tops have done lost their minds, and there are some ones who do some foreign species.

Then, then

Of course, there are really good people. Some people cannot see the killing, and they will save the small animals to be killed. That is really kind and kind. I have seen this.

Believe in this thing, with my personal narrow insights, is actually interoperable, and it is a tool to persuade people to be good at all.

Ryan considered a moment and looked at Lei Xiaohua curiously.

"What do you do?"

Ryan pushed the elbow of Lei Xiaohua, "It's rare to be able to speak from your mouth."

"Get a few eggs!"

Under the leadership of Lane, several people walked towards a hall.

According to common sense, now this scene is absolutely not allowed to participate other than the Holy Light religion.

But today, the Pope lets Ryan take the king of the king.

Wang Wan knew what the Pope thought was, but also adhering to the old man's thoughts.

Spend less money to do more, do not spend money and do things, it is best to spend other people's money to do their own affairs.

There are nearly 100 people sitting in the hall.

The front is a few big red leaders, and they look noisy blushing their necks.

Several faces are poor.

The elderly pope was sitting in front of the front.

When someone came in, everyone looked at it.

After seeing Wang Hard, many people frowned.

Mour is the first to stand up, "Ryan, don't you know that we are discussing things internally, what do you bring with outsiders to do? Do you understand the rules?"

Lane looked at the pope with some grievances.

The Pope laughed, "I asked Lane to bring a few children, the child, come over." The Pope beckoned.

Wang Wei walked forward to the pope.

Many people are very small.

Mur stood up, "Master Pope, this is a matter of our internal things. How can you let outsiders participate casually?"

"He is not an outsider!" The Pope smiled kindly, holding Wang Hard to his own.

Wang Wan glanced at everyone.

The masters of the red coats looked up and down.

The bishop behind also looked at Wang Wan in a bad look.

Many people have great hostility to Wang Wan, and many of them also see the wrist guards on Wang Wan's wrist, which is even greater.

It seems that it is very angry about this Oriental's sacred sword.

Before Wang Wan entered the door, he could still hear the noisy inside, but he couldn't hear it after coming in.

After silent for a long time.

Moore opened again, "Master Pope, I think it is best to let Morris take over Lyle."

As soon as the words fell, someone else stood up immediately.

"I think I should choose Ebul!"

It turned into a ball of instantly.

The two of Wang Deng and Lei Xiaohua stood in a row.

Lei Xiaohua took out a handful of melon seeds and watched the drama while playing with melon seeds in his hands.

When the lively does not happen to themselves, human beings always love to watch the lively.

This habit is engraved in the gene.

With the expression of melon on the two people's faces, they couldn't fight these people.

The scene was very chaotic.

The Pope was sitting in his own position, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

"There is a rape between Morris and the nun! I have evidence!" A person suddenly shouted.

The scene was rejoiced to a new peak again.

Wang Wi and Lei Xiaohua were excited to applaud, but they found that the occasion was wrong. She held her fist and was excited.

The dispute below is endless, and finally someone can't help but start to start.

The scene became a mess again.

The Pope finally said.

"Okay! Stop it all!"

The sound is not loud, but it is clearly passed into everyone's ears.

The scene also gradually stopped.

Wang Wan and Lei Xiaohua glanced at the pope. What plane this old man is doing, it hasn't been seen enough.

"I have chosen it." The elderly Pope said again.

Those people are excited to watch and the pope, "Master Pope, are you choosing Morris?"

The expression of the eyes is like waiting for the score after the test.

Wang Wi was holding the seeds of melon, and suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the pope and looked at Wang Hen with a smile.

"I want this child to take over the position of Lyle, and be the newly red lord of red."

Wang Wan stunned.

After the lobby was quiet for a few seconds, it instantly fry it.

"Master Pope! Why let him be an outsider to be our red leader!"

"Right, Master Pope! He is an Oriental! Where's the qualification to give us a popular leader?"

"Please think twice!"

"Master Pope, you can't do this! He is not our believers in the Holy Light! How can you give power to an outsider!"

Various sounds are endless.

The top of the entire hall is about to be lifted.

The elderly Pope looked at those who were noisy below.

Just wait quietly for these people to quarrel.

Lei Xiaohua was happy at this time.

His boss became the pope in the next step as the master of the red clothes. After that, he went out to brag and had face.

After clearing his throat, he yelled with his throat, "Why can't my boss be the leader of the red clothes!"

The group of people froze for a moment, and Lei Xiaohua torn up on the spot.

Lei Xiaohua jumped off and down on the spot, and fingered the group with two fingers in the state of Confucianism.

"Return! Return! Return!"

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Wang Wan really wanted to kick this kid.

The elderly Pope swept away, "Quiet!"
To be continued...