I changed the timeline with the game

But for the words he said, the glasses man gave different opinions:

"Don't dare to think,

The authority of equivalent balance and bronze gates itself gives us the ability to be equal.

However, most of us have no ability to carry out 'transactions'. "

He was caught in some kind of contemplation,

"Even if this matter can be shared with research data, we cannot intervene too deeply, otherwise this group of scientific research lunatics is likely to do it together.

Besides,

We are [zero -harmony game]. Only trading has never been a win -win situation! Essence "

That's right, these two dialogues are not scholars who are completely standing in Lawrenzreir.

The [Banquet], which is about to be held in Manila, has been involved in more than three groups or even more forces.

And at this moment.

Just somewhere in Indonesia is extremely luxurious clubs, and there is a luxury private private room with black sunglasses darts at the door.

Luxury and depression coexist to form a unique atmosphere.

The soft and yellowish light sprinkled from the exquisite chandeliers on the ceiling to put a layer of golden veil for the entire space, but under such lighting, everything seemed even more mysterious.

There are several oil paintings depicting tropical style and ancient myths on the wall. It is colorful, but it is incompatible with the tension atmosphere indoor, as if two different worlds are intertwined here.

Just on the central sofa, a fat man occupied the most conspicuous position. His body almost filled the custom sofa, and the surface of the cortex of the sofa was slightly sunken due to his weight.

The obese man's fingers were sandwiched with an extinguisher cigar, and there was a faint tobacco flavor and the unique aroma of cigar in the air.

But at this moment,

The cigar is more like a symbol, a sign of power, not a tool for enjoying.

The scars left by the cigarette butt next to the woman beside him were clearly visible, red and swollen with scorching traces.

But even so, she still maintains an elegant sitting posture, with professional smiles hanging on her face, although there is no pain and fear hidden in the smile.

And a row of gangsters in front of the man.

They have different postures,

But it was all tension and fear.

Some bowed their heads and clenched their hands tightly, and some trembled slightly in despair.

They have scars on their faces, or vicissitudes left by years.

But at this moment, these characteristics are covered by fear, leaving only a pale and distorted face.

On the other side of her box, there is a huge floor -to -ceiling window.

The curtains are half -covered,

Through the gap, you can vaguely see the prosperous Indonesian scene outside, forming a sharp contrast with the depressed atmosphere in the box.

At this moment, the obese man slowly spoke slowly:

"Is the remaining three [Qianxiang] Hui reporters found, and give you this group of waste for a full week. There were three people left without finding it!

Jonan,

Come, come here first. "

He ordered a person's name.

And with the name he called,

A man with a tattoo of the upper body looks like gangsters who looks like gangsters tremblingly:

"Boss .."

What he wants to say.

But the next second, with an instant blood injection, countless sprayed blood droplets splashed on the face of countless gangsters who fell to the ground.

In a moment,

The lips that were squirming the skull fell on the ground in the heavy noise.

"Do you understand?

If within two days, you have not found the emblem reporters who are hiding.

One less, I will choose one person from you, like him. "

now,

Everything is quiet,

There are only the fear in the eyes of countless people.

"Go, what are you doing?"

"Okay, okay, okay."

Several gangsters who may be threatened in the eyes of other slums are ready to leave this place where they are afraid of themselves from the heart.

But the next second, while they turned around, a roar sounded suddenly.

Immediately afterwards,

The cold voice of obese men also sounded immediately:

"I let you, go away!"

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After ten minutes,

After being far away from this luxury villa area full of gunmen.

This group of gangsters in charge of each place finally have a chance to breathe.

They exchanged information:

"If we can't find those Hui reporters, we will die!"

"Just like Boss Hazham replaced our ex -predecessor and let us come to power, think about how to find a group of mixed ledger!"

"With,

Although I am not sure who these three people are, one of them will definitely catch him out. "

"Who are you talking about?"

"Remember that one of our previous [factories] was destroyed?

Even the children were rescued, and things were stubborn to the night guards and internationally exciting.

fortunately,

We will timely close the group of justice messenger '.

Otherwise, once traceable, even if the boss is fine, we must be taken out of the top bag. "

"So, are you ready?"

"Fishing him out!

At least, the ‘messenger of justice’ who has obtained the emblem must be turned into a corpse!

Contact Les Angton and release the undercurrent message at the same time. We will make a batch of fresh ‘raw materials’ tonight. '"

At the same time,

As various forces extended their tentacles in the shadows.

Su Wen also truly arrived at the territory belonging to Indonesia.

As the roar of the helicopter propeller gradually weakened, the huge pure black fuselage slowly landed on a temporary helipad in a remote corner of Bali.

And not far from the helipad is the camp. This camp is a temporary safe haven for the rebels. It is hidden in the dense tropical rainforest and isolated from the world.

And as the dust was raised by the airflow of the propeller, it slowly fell again.

Su Wen felt that his feet were stepping on solid ground again.

^.^,

In an instant,

The unique tropical atmosphere of Southeast Asia hit his face.

The humid air, the lush The dense vegetation and the occasional bird calls in the distance formed a vivid tropical picture.

However, for the group of people who had just landed, they had no time to take care of this gift from nature.

Because Su Wen saw a group of thin, ragged people walking out from all corners of the camp, led by a white-haired old man.

The people's eyes were full of fatigue and desire, as if they were waiting for a ray of light in the endless darkness.

When these people saw Su Wen,

there was a flash of surprise in their eyes, followed by deep awe. They knelt down on the ground at the same time.

They only murmured one word:

"Balaian. "

This word means "apostle of the true God" in the language of Southeast Asia.

This word was actually said once by the middle-aged strong man Pedro Joao.

But now he couldn't help but explain to Su Wen:

"Sorry, Mr. Kevin,

I just talked about the process of our meeting and how you broke through the Black Wave Camp alone and rescued countless captured people.

They have been waiting here. "

Su Wen knew very well about his explanation that this group of poor people might need a place to rely on at this moment.

The world's influence began to resonate!

The flames belonging to Prometheus began to stir.

But Su Wen calmly slowed down the pace. He just asked a very profound question after the leader of this camp greeted him:

"What exactly does your rebel organization exist to resist?"

And hearing this question,

the white-haired old man gave the answer in painful memories:

"We are a group of people with nothing. What can others take from us except ourselves?

After all, we only have the beating heart in this body.

Yes,

They treat us as [cargo].

As [slaughter objects] for [human experiments]. ”

Hearing this extremely painful answer, Su Wen slowly clenched his fists, and his voice became extremely low:

"Les, Ondun."