The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 364 Confused? Not confused!

The so-called overall situation is the most important thing. To the evil camp, it is just nonsense, but for the defenders of order, it is a fact that must be considered.

Maybe the cynical young people will have other opinions, but the old people who have experienced the world know that this is not pedantic and weak.

I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times! No matter how many disadvantages there are, a relatively stable social order is still in line with the fundamental interests of the majority of people.

Especially with the sophisticated structure of modern society, once a large-scale supernatural disaster occurs, the earth will collapse and the mountains will be destroyed, and the losses and casualties caused will be incalculable.

Sister Irene lowered her eyes, her eyelids trembled slightly, her old body stooped a little more, and finally she quietly gave way.

Lord Red Sun smiled solemnly, waved his long sleeves, and turned around to leave arrogantly.

Watching him disappear into a streak of fire, the old nanny sighed softly.

"What's going on over there in Centralia? I remember that the seal has been quite stable over the past few decades."

Antonio whispered: "The specific situation is not clear yet. It is only inferred based on information from all parties that the 'guy' secretly passed on part of his essence more than ten years ago and was attached to a fetus and born into the world."

"You know very well how dangerous [her] ability is. It is almost equivalent to a rudimentary purgatory. Once it breaks out, it is enough to turn the entire state into a no-man's land!"

Sister Irene closed her eyes, with a look of reluctance on her face. The soot and ashes that had covered the sky in the past, and the shrill and strange sound of the fire alarm seemed to still be around her. She suddenly opened her eyes and couldn't help but yell:
"That's why we chose to suppress it rather than eliminate it, but now you actually tell me that such a ridiculous mistake was made. I thought those bureaucrats were just greedy, but I didn't expect to add the sentence stupidity!"

"The federal government coveted the power of faith and spirituality in it and asked the church to leave. It was called to guard it alone, but in fact it was studied in secret. Considering the relationship between the two parties, we didn't care about anything." Recalling the past, the old man became more and more angry.

The thick and pure biological force field unfolded, wrapping everyone up and rising to the ground. The man waved politely and flew into the night.

His eyes moved to several bystanders, and he stepped forward to gently explain the aftermath, not ignoring them because of their low strength.

Today is different from the past. The tide of elements is rising day by day. The number of strong men available to all parties is more than double that of the past. The Director-General is planning carefully and is preparing to take this opportunity to completely remove this potential bomb. When the time comes, there will be more Ask the church for help. "

"...Compensation for the victims will be in place in time, and someone will come to the door with specific conditions. As for Miss Siona, your kindness is like a diamond shining brightly, and then the official will give you a bonus."

The old nun vented her emotions a little, calmed down a little, and changed the topic, "God bless, I hope so. Before that, let's see how sincere your handling of the situation is, right?"

Knowing that the designer lady was a newly awakened extraordinary person, the man praised her heartily and handed her a silver-gray card.

"I'll go back and report immediately, so I won't be with you for now." Thinking of the intricate official connections within the top management, even the [Son of Steel], who has always been known for his justice and uprightness, has a slight shadow on his face. His character does not allow for random guarantees. He took the opportunity to say goodbye.

Antonio looked stunned and was speechless after being scolded. After a long while, he reluctantly defended himself with a few words: "Please calm down, mama, and think about it from another angle. This may be an opportunity to solve the problem.

She wiped it clean carefully, put it into the scabbard, pulled the blanket and put it on her chest.

Having a deep understanding of the causes and consequences of this matter, Sister Irene instantly figured out the crux of the matter, and her tone was no longer a question, but a stern questioning.

"In addition, your weapon seems to have suffered some damage. You can use my ID to go to the relevant agency for free repair as an additional reward for your good deeds."

After checking her body and making sure there was nothing serious, Siona leaned on the soft pillow and took out her sword.

Her white and soft fingertips stroked the spine of the sword, biting her red lips with regret.

"So [she] gradually grew up in the outside world, recovered from her injuries, and lurked in again. We need to cooperate inside and outside to break the seal and rescue the real body, right?"

Tonight's events were full of ups and downs and were bound to have far-reaching consequences. Aunt Irene was not in the mood to stay any longer. She sent them to a mission hospital for temporary repairs and then returned to the church to discuss follow-up matters.

"You know, since the disaster, we have moved out all the residents dozens of kilometers away on the grounds that underground coal mine fires will emit poisonous gas. [She] is trapped in a seal and cannot receive any spiritual supplement. , can only become weaker day by day, this change must have been planned for a long time..." The man's smooth and full brows wrinkled into a knot.

Although this ancestral extraordinary weapon is strong, it is still not enough to see before the battle between the two masters. In order to withstand the aftermath of the splash, there are many traces of melting on the whole body, and the semicircular sword guard is even more deformed. Cracked.

"It really needs some repair..."

In just a few minutes, thin breathing echoed in the room, and the woman quickly fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Probably because she was too tired, the always attentive designer lady failed to notice that under the illumination of the bedside lamp, there was a dark golden glimmer quietly flickering in the cracks of the wide sword grid.

The shape vaguely resembles...a metal disc with patterns. …

……

There was a long queue of police cars underground, helicopters roared in and out of the sky, and a large number of awakened people poured onto the streets.

The level of hustle and bustle in the metropolis tonight can only be compared to a mysterious night more than seventy years ago.

Well, maybe the former is better. After all, stories like the giant gorilla climbing up the Empire State Building and masturbating are just childhood legends passed down by old grandmothers, but the current magical drama is right before our eyes.

Media practitioners from all walks of life with keen sense of smell rushed out crazily, showing off their professional talents of running fast, and each showed their magical powers to find out the news. Countless phone calls were made, and big news would surely be made before dawn at the latest.

As for the people involved in the incident, the adventurers who survived the disaster were able to relax and sleep peacefully, but other beings in this chaotic chess game may not be so lucky.

"Sir Frank, please wait a moment, Mr. Director is still resting..."

In the spotless and tidy corridor, several clerks in skirts spread their long legs and chased the figures in front of them in a panic.

However, their dedication to their duties was met with only a rough and dirty word.

"roll!"

The black chestnut wood door burst open, banging on the door latch and making a buzzing sound. A middle-aged man with black hair and brown eyes rushed in with a wave of wind. His face and muscles were distorted, and he opened his mouth and shouted angrily at the person sitting in front of the stove:
"Maxwell, why do you suspend me?"

The man tugged his tie loose with all his strength, his eyes filled with cruelty and ferocity, like an angry lion, like a real low pressure that scared the secretary behind him to cower.

"When things are so ugly, someone must be responsible." The old-fashioned rocking chair creaked. His skinny fingers dug into the nightcap and scratched a few white hairs. The figure yawned and turned his head, muttering.

Even though it was well maintained, time still sprinkled a few dark spots on the loose skin, and the skinny torso was vaguely visible under the loose cotton nightgown.

His body, which has entered his octogenarian years, has long lost the strong and powerful demeanor it once had. His eyes are dull and his whole person looks dazed, as if he has just woken up from sleep.

"Nonsense! Everyone present is dead, so what if you don't admit it? Without your suggestion to the Supreme Council, there's no way you can hold me accountable!"

The newly-appointed deputy director of the Special Investigation Bureau, who had enjoyed a smooth career and had a prosperous official career, had never suffered such a big loss. He waved his hands angrily, and the graceful demeanor he usually cultivated was gone.

He gritted his teeth and glared at the other person: "You did it on purpose, right?"

"Oh, Frank, how could you say that?" The old man pouted innocently, looking as aggrieved as a frustrated little daughter-in-law.

"Although I will retire in a few months, since I am still the director-general, I have to report truthfully when something goes wrong, so that I can be worthy of my salary."

"Why didn't you stop the plan in the first place?" Frank felt his brain was boiling when he was stabbed in the back unexpectedly.

"Just like the previous times, you didn't report it to me..." The old man's cloudy eyes turned blankly, and his wrinkled lips pursed: "I thought it was some crazy guys down there who were making their own decisions. Who knows in the end? Will it involve you?"

"You——!" Frank almost lost his composure on the spot, and was stunned for a moment with anger.

So many personnel and materials were deployed under your nose, and you clearly acquiesced, and now you pretend to know nothing about it. What a hypocritical and shameless old bastard! He cursed loudly in his heart, wanting nothing more than to rush over and strangle this old guy to death.

With the support of his backers, he believed that he was almost certain to take over as director-general. His only concern was the attitude of his superiors.

However, the other party turned a blind eye to several small tentative moves, and looked mediocre and old-fashioned, just waiting to retire and live in old age, which made Frank become more courageous day by day.

Who would have expected that he would strike quickly and hard, grabbing the painful foot and exerting force suddenly, almost driving himself into the abyss.

"Maxwell Jimmy..." The man's eyes were as cold and slippery as a poisonous snake, peeling off the old and confused appearance of the other person, as if he had met him for the first time.

"I really underestimate you, an old senior!"

(End of this chapter)