Jiang Nan pushed him away: "Now is not the time to talk. You should have a good rest in this room first. I'll clean everything upstairs!"
"What?"
When Ford heard this, he was stunned: "Old boy, aren't you? There are a lot of people upstairs."
"I know."
Jiang Nan smiled slowly.
"Are you sure?"
Ford was a little worried.
It's not that the relationship with Jiangnan is better, but because it's rare to meet someone who is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, and I really want to study it.
I haven't researched yet, what is going to happen?
What a pity!
"rest assured."
Jiang Nan smiled slightly: "It shouldn't take long. It's only thirty floors in total. During this time, you pack up the things in your room. I'll pack them up and take you up!"
"good."
Ford's stomach is full of question marks.
But I also know.
Now is not the time to ask questions!
Long story short.
Jiangnan borrowed iron pipes.
Climb up little by little.
It took nearly two hours.
Take care of all the people on other floors.
really.
Except for the old guy Ford.
The rest are all extremely evil people!
Everyone's hands are covered in blood!
He is an absolutely heartbroken person!
Only then did Jiang Nan remember.
More than ten years ago.
I once heard that a mysterious force appeared in the Western world, and countless evildoers were all captured.
I don’t know where I went, and I don’t know if I am alive or dead!
Now I see that it was actually done by a divine organization.
The Son of God should be young, at most in his early twenties.
More than ten years ago, I was probably only a few years old.
This organization worked so hard to cultivate the Son of God more than ten years ago.
It's a bit interesting.
If only because the Son of God is the Son of God.
I'm afraid it's not enough to do this.
It seems that the identity of this son of God is not simple.
After Jiang Nan took care of everyone, he jumped down to Ford's floor.
This old guy has been ready for a long time.
I was carrying a small box behind me, which was not very big.
"Other things are worthless, but inside this little box is a wonderful treasure that I have researched. Don't throw it away."
Ford chuckled.
Just like hugging your own son, hugging the box.
Don't dare to let go at all.
"Let's go."
Jiang Nan carried Ford on his back.
Take this old guy directly to the top floor, which is the house where you are.
Jiang Nan gave the old guy a lock of hair.
Lying on the bed and sound asleep.
This old guy was so excited that he stayed up and was tinkering in another corner.
And at this time.
On a mysterious island, a heroic and beautiful boy stood on a submarine.
This handsome boy is simply too beautiful.
No adjective in the world can describe it.
Handsome and handsome, with a pair of violet eyes, an elf-like face, and a tall temperament, he really looks like a fairy descending to earth!
"Son of God."
Standing in front of him was a man covered in white robes, standing in front of him very respectfully, holding a plate with a piece of gold paper on it.
"What's this?"
The Son of God glanced at the golden piece of paper and frowned slightly.
"This is God's message to you."
"oh?"
The Son of God picked up the golden piece of paper, and his originally calm expression suddenly changed wildly after seeing the piece of paper.
The whole person became extremely excited.
The corners of his eyes kept twitching.
The otherworldly aura on his face suddenly collapsed.
The next second, the Son of God crushed the golden paper with his hands and threw it heavily into the sea.
"roll!"
Then the man in white robes in front of the Son of God suddenly yelled.
This voice.
The man in the white robe felt as if he had been punched hard in the chest. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and took several steps back.
The whole person's breath has become quite depressed.
"yes……"
The man in white robe endured the severe pain, took a step back with great respect, and left quickly!
"Hmph! Damn old guy, just wait, one day I will stand in your place and replace you!"
Finished.
The Son of God walked directly into the submarine.
All the staff inside the submarine knew that there was a big boss on board.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated.
He didn't even dare to express his anger.
Driving forward honestly, heading towards the destination.
There was no talking all night, and the next morning.
Duolong tidied up early in the morning, washed away all the blood on his body, and stood on the shore, waiting there.
The Son of God is coming soon!
This is a big thing related to your future destiny.
within the organization.
Your status is determined by the color of your clothes.
The top leaders of the organization and even their gods wear golden shirts.
The second is their son of god, who is actually equivalent to the prince of the dynasty in ancient China.
Wearing light yellow.
It's also yellow, but not as glittering as God's clothes. You can tell the difference at a glance.
Then there is white.
Purple.
red.
black.
The ones with no color below are just thugs.
But now, after spending countless years of effort, he reluctantly became a black robe.
If you want to climb higher, it is simply as difficult as climbing to the sky.
But if you have a good relationship with the Son of God, everything will be different.
That would be his great opportunity.
Not long after, a full submarine emerged from the water not far away.
Duolong led his men and stood on the shore with excitement on his face after seeing it.
Great, it’s finally here!
"Son of God."
The submarine approached the shore, and the handsome young son of God got off the submarine.
The Son of God wears a yellow suit.
At his waist is a medieval long sword.
The temperament is noble and extraordinary.
There was a faint aura about him.
Duolong is a master no matter what.
He could clearly feel this momentum, and he understood it in his heart.
This young master.
The strength is far beyond what I can compare to, I'm afraid it's a world of difference!
"Um."
The Son of God just nodded slightly: "Are you ready?"
"Don't worry, sir. We have been planning for this day for more than ten years, and all the personnel have been recruited."
Duolong responded very respectfully.
"I don't care about other people, who is on the thirtieth floor?"
The Son of God narrowed his eyes slightly.
The difficulty of the trials increases from low to high.
And the top level is even the hardest.
Is it possible that the current Son of God is unable to compete and must break through in a life-and-death fight?
actually.
The personnel on the other 29 floors of the entire building had already been found, and one of them unfortunately died, so they found a replacement halfway through.
It's because the people on the 30th floor haven't been found well, so it hasn't been opened for a long time.