0886 The eighteenth chapter on the good and evil of people's hearts have been difficult since ancient times Section 25
The highway in the middle section of the French Revolution and Communist Party is flashing with dreamlike colors; mysterious colors transformed by energy points.
But at this time, there was only a dilapidated van driving on the beautiful and wide highway. The incomplete combustion exhaust left behind clouds of disgusting black smoke on the clean road.
Except for the occasional intersection with a large truck coming from the opposite direction, no vehicles in the same direction could be seen in front or behind on the flat road.
All of this is the aftermath of the disaster caused by the apostles in Bazangdan not long ago. The entire French Revolutionary Party and the surrounding economies of the Fourth Prussian Empire and the Sun Never Sets Empire have fallen into a severe depression, not to mention the surrounding economies.
A small country struggling to survive here and there.
As for the French Revolutionary Party at the center of the incident, although the Revolutionary Committee has been emphasizing that they have taken powerful measures to curb any subsequent dangers that may occur, and this will be the safest era in the history of the French Revolutionary Party, the panicked people are still
Choose to stay in the city where you live, in your own home.
Therefore, on the usually bustling provincial and national highways outside the town, only large trucks transporting supplies are left. Even the number of trucks has been reduced a lot, and many truck drivers have participated in the strike out of concern for their own safety.
Ever since, the young man wearing a casual shirt and a typical American ancestry with reddish-brown skin but black hair and eyes began to walk carelessly on the wide road while holding the steering wheel and walking in a snake-like manner.
.
The reason why the van moved forward in an S-shape was not because the young man was out of fun, but because he put his left foot without stepping on the accelerator directly on the driver's seat and crossed his right leg, while his right hand was holding an exaggerated...
The huge brick-like mobile phone was chatting and laughing.
Only when the car is about to hit the median or the guardrail on the side of the road, do you casually twist the steering wheel with one hand and let the car tilt back to the other side.
It is worth mentioning that the car always maintained the speed limit of 130 kilometers per hour, and the young man with the face of the Inca Empire never looked directly at the road ahead.
"What the hell? Dude, I don't know what you think, but all the girls in Paris love it! The French Revolutionary Party is a good place, really, listen to my brother, it's a good place. You have to learn to enjoy life.
"
The young man was joking in ancient Inca slang, but what came out of the receiver was the official Songhai dialect with straight and clear accents. Well, although it is an official accent, the Songhai dialect mixed with a lot of breath and vomiting can be heard in the ears of people of other nationalities.
It's still a bit funny, and it doesn't deviate from the tone of young people:
"Wait for the reckoning in a year, the activities of the chosen ones in a month, or if you annoy the Lord God Envoy by being as careless as you are at the meeting this afternoon, then you can slowly enjoy life in the coffin until you rot.
into dust.
Remember, Dim Moon, we are here for a meeting. Your identity should be kept secret. Don’t expose your identity because of wine, women, artwork, or other messy personal hobbies that are not worthy of publicity.
If everything we have worked hard for is ultimately wasted because of your carelessness, you will be regarded as the biggest laughing stock in the entire history of mankind.
No, there will be no human history at that time, and I will piece the dregs in your coffin back into their original shape, and then crush them into dregs bit by bit.
You know what I'm capable of."
The young man driving the car sighed, and said, "Everyone is drunk but I am sober. Why are you as boring as my father? Your head is full of missions for the survival of mankind."
True gods, evil gods, divine messengers, forbidden knowledge... If you put half of your energy into discovering the beauty of this world, you will find that there are really many things worth enjoying before we turn into scum..."
"If you put half of your energy into the real thing, what we should do might have achieved its purpose three years ago. We wouldn't be forced to be so passive now."
A majestic Chinese voice suddenly sounded, and the young man was suddenly startled when he heard the words. Because the voice did not come from the phone receiver, and it was not the serious and annoying emphasis of Unuwenwenwem on the other side of the receiver.
It was a voice that was more familiar to him, more offensive, more serious and older.
As expected, traces of smoke and dust condensed in the air in the cab, eventually coiling together to form a small, fine smoke dragon with all its beards and tails. It completely occupied the driver's seat and stared at him:
"As one of the three silver-faced apostles, the general manager of the Americas region actually drove this shabby car to attend the meeting alone. Are you a hooligan or a down-and-out artist? Whichever one is the most despised by me, you
Is this an attempt to lower the image of the entire apostle?
Forget it, today’s meeting is very important, get in my car and talk about it.”
The dim moon slowly stopped the car, because the road ahead was blocked by a large number of identical brand new DS top-of-the-line commercial vehicles. The other party was obviously waiting for me.
He twitched his lips and had no doubt that all these cars were newly bought by this person for the meeting today. It should be said that he is worthy of being one of the richest people in the world?
"Oh, Mr. Huo. I think you can understand that my identity is not visible to the public, and this car is also the best disguise. And you, no matter how you escape the attention of those people, it doesn't matter if you show up here with great fanfare.
inappropriate.
But, if I get off the car now..."
"Do you think I am a young boy like you who is full of loopholes in his work and loses his ambition? Now, get out of the car!" Yanlong conveyed Huo Minyang's order majestically.
Dim Moon curled her lips, opened the car door and got out. She looked up slightly worriedly, only to find that even the originally magnificent colors caused by energy point transmission on the highway were shrouded in a thick layer of smoke, not to mention the morning light above.
The sky is full of stars that have not yet disappeared.
This kind of cover can at best deal with satellite surveillance, but it cannot prevent the enemy from using more secretive methods, such as the prophecy of Nostradamus. But since it was Huo Minyang's arrangement, he believed that as long as the enemy did not make any too unexpected preparations, it would definitely
Can achieve foolproof results.
Two strong blond men from the French Revolutionary Party wearing black clothes and sunglasses got off the two DSs. One of them opened the sliding door of the passenger compartment of one of the business cars that did not look special, and the other walked directly towards the dim moon.
The van should have been scrapped ten years ago.
Dusky Moon shrugged, walked straight to the open car door, and got in nonchalantly.
Looking at the oriental face covered by half of the silver face, with a ponytail and a cigarette in his mouth, staring directly at him, he just leaned his body back and sunk into the soft modified seat, and like magic, took out a face covering only the
The silver mask on the lower half of the face is pressed against the nose and mouth.