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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Five

Staring at Rowan's leaving figure, Karl smiled and said, "I don't think you are the kind of person who only cares about yourself and doesn't care what happens after death. Can you tell me why you made this choice?"

"There's nothing to say. We have our reasons for our choices. Besides, we don't necessarily have to give up the future of the entire vampire race. There is hope, but... there will be some price to pay." Rowan lowered his head and smiled.

Laughing, "Let me tell you, we are willing to pay that price because we have nothing, but you are not willing. Maybe it's because of our different ideas."

"Oh, by the way," Rowan turned around and smiled at Karl with satisfaction, "Looking at the fact that you have made such a good decision today, I am in a comfortable mood to give you a pity reminder. Although you are now

It's true that I don't take it seriously, but in the month from the beginning to the end of the competition, I still hope that Mr. Bolan can cooperate a little and never make any little tricks that are very frustrating, because in that case...

....”

Rowan smiled and nodded to Karl, "A city like this is likely to see a hundred thousand blood servants who have been hungry for a long time.

After saying that, Rowan took out Liqun from his arms and lit one, then threw the remaining half of the box of cigarettes in his hand to Karl, "This box of the best cigarettes in China is considered a gift from me."

It’s a parting gift. Thank you for giving me a good education last night, Xiaolan, so that girl can be more honest. That’s it, goodbye.”

Staring at the cigarette that Rowan threw into his arms, Karl's eyes looked a little strange.

"You said this is the best cigarette in China?"

Luo Wen, who had already opened the door, immediately turned around and laughed when he heard this.

"I didn't expect Mr. Bolan's taste to be so low. He has been in China for so long and he hasn't even tasted the best cigarettes? You're welcome, just smoke one. It's a little gift from me."

Looking at Rowan's proud and disdainful appearance, and listening to his words full of pride and disdain, Karl couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hand, his eyes a little complicated.

At the same moment, in the presidential suite on the 43rd floor of Donghuang Hotel, several brothers who were also sitting on the bed playing poker asked Big Brother very thoughtfully.

"Brother Feng, do you think we can fool those seniors of the Holy Party with Liqun? If they find out, we might die miserably. It's not impossible for us to be eaten by them.

.”

Brother Feng, who was holding the phone number in his hand, scratched his head bitterly.

"You think I think so? Isn't there no way around it! Who made that green-haired... ahem, who made that green-haired Holy Party senior so difficult to serve?"

"I said I wanted to smoke, and then I said I wanted to smoke the best cigarette in the world. I had no choice but to buy it for him, but what happened? I bought him a Diaoyutai, but he said it didn't have much power. I bought him a Dachongjiu, and he said it was packaged.

Too tacky? I managed to get him Time and Time and 1916, but he doesn’t like the taste! I’m so close to going to Zhongnanhai to steal the cigarettes smoked by national leaders!”

As he said this, Brother Feng looked up at the brilliant golden ceiling with a rather helpless look.

"As a result, the old man went to Mr. Pao's office that day and immediately stared at the unfinished box of Liqun on Mr. Pao's desk. After lighting one, he felt comfortable and kept saying "Okay, it's done."

My son also gave me a slap in the face, saying that we just knew how to hide things and just used some junk to fool him. Damn it, where can I reason with him?"

The old man who went to kidnap Huang Xiaobei and the others with Brother Feng said with emotion on his face.

"The seniors of the Holy Party are really extraordinary. You must know that our masters are used to drawing Liqun and they are unwilling to change. But to be honest, I still carry Yuxi around every day. I really don't think so.

Thinking that the seniors of the Holy Party actually love Liqun so much, and now they are basically all in charge, well, should I say whether they are easy to take care of or difficult to take care of?"

Brother Feng rolled his eyes, then looked at the cards in his hand, and sighed, "It doesn't matter whether they are easy to serve or not, anyway, those seniors are like uncles, they do everything for them and they don't go out usually.

Let them think that Liqun on the street is the best cigarette in the world."

Having said this, Brother Feng gave instructions to several people with a serious look on his face.

"Don't make any mistakes. Just follow what we rehearsed before. As soon as you see the seniors taking out Liqun, you must immediately show a look of envy. "As expected of the seniors, they can actually draw it" written all over their faces.

I can afford such a good cigarette" expression."

"After they light it, you have to rush forward and pretend to take a few puffs of the cigarette. When the senior members of the Holy Party want to reward you with a cigarette, you must also look grateful to me! Let me make you feel grateful.

They have the feeling that you will fight tooth and nail for a profit! Do you understand?"

Lao Ba and the other two people all looked like dead relatives.

"Brother Feng, how long can we deceive you like this? What if they find out? Let's not talk about us for now, but what if the seniors of the Holy Party go out to play with others with Liqun?

How can we still keep a whole body?"

Brother Feng waved his hand very calmly and confidently.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I have specially analyzed the characters of these seniors. They are all the kind of arrogant people. To put it simply, even if others tell them that Liqun is a common commodity, I guess they themselves are not willing to admit it. Who can let them

Have they been smoking for so long? In a word, as long as we pretend to be alike, there will definitely be no problem. Well, who should leave? "

"Brother Feng, it's my turn." Lao Ba raised his hand and said.

Brother Feng glanced at the fact that there was only one card left in his hand and said seriously.

"Do you still want to lose face?"

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After lighting up a Liqun that Luo Wen generously gave to him, the muscles on Carl's face couldn't help but tremble. Although he didn't go out to buy things in person, he always felt that this box of Tianchao's No. 1 in Luo Wen's mouth

The famous cigarette seemed familiar to him, and he remembered that he had seen Huang Xiaobei and the others smoking this kind of cigarette.

Thinking of Huang Xiaobei's poor fellows, Carl's eyes couldn't help but become more suspicious. After all, could those cigarettes that those old poor fellows could afford to smoke really be the so-called No. 1 cigarette in China?

But after looking at Rowan's proud and proud eyes, which also looked a little contemptuous of him, Karl couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment, feeling that maybe he really didn't know what he was doing.

He lit up the cigarette hesitantly, but as soon as he took a puff, Carl was choked by Liqun's fierce force and coughed. Afterwards, he was despised by Rowan again.

"It seems that although Mr. Carl's family environment is very good, his ability to enjoy material things is much poorer. How can such a good cigarette be so painful for you to smoke? Alas, I really don't know how to evaluate you."

Karl threw Liqun aside in anguish, and then took out his Marlboro.

"I'm still more used to smoking this."

Rowan glanced at Carl's Marlboro, held Liqun in his mouth, and proudly dropped the next two words.

"Rubbish."

Carl: "......"

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Rowan left, and Karl sat silently in the room, smoking the cigarette in his hand.

He didn't know if his choice today was right, because according to Rowan, the path they were taking didn't seem so bad, otherwise they wouldn't have had so many people choose to join their side, let alone that there were still others inside.

.....

Karl believed Rowan's words and believed that they might have found a path that could lead directly to the final evolution, but he would still refuse, not only because that path might have an impact on the future of the entire vampire race, but also because his intuition told him that

Karl, the devil's party is on the wrong path.

What is the true supreme evolution? Karl thinks it should be a perfect way, but judging from the actions of the devil party, this is not like a perfect evolution. Paying a price and giving up something in exchange for the supreme

Evolution, is it really perfect? ​​Is it really the evolution envisioned by the Hebrew prophets?

It's wrong, it's definitely wrong, it shouldn't be like this, otherwise there wouldn't be so many elders and ministers who disagree, so...

Karl held his forehead in pain, "What is the evolution method of the Demon Party, and what do they have to give up? Eternal life, yes, no one can resist the temptation of eternal life, let alone the Demon Party has found it.

The path of supreme evolution, but what exactly does it have to give up? When I really know that, can I still firm my belief... After all, it may be the right path, but I am biased

Looking at it with eyes, maybe it is the way of evolution dreamed up by the prophet, I..."

"From the moment you answered my question, you were destined to be unable to stand with us."

Rowan's voice suddenly echoed in his ears, and Karl's confused pupils showed a smile, and his whole person no longer looked painful and entangled.

When he came to the window and looked at the setting sun and fiery clouds in the distance, Karl smiled slightly.

Yes, I have made my own choice. Will I trade the present for the future? I refuse.

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