Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Looking at Lin Yuxia who was looking at him with bright eyes, Shuangxing suddenly became extremely alert.

She felt that the mouse opposite had bad intentions!

We are all rodents. Strictly speaking, we have the same ancestor five hundred years ago. Don't trick me!

Looking at Lin Yuxia, Shuangxing was muttering to himself.

Unexpectedly, she was suddenly attacked by Lin Yuxia and grabbed by one shoulder.

"Sister Shuangxing, will you really sink to the bottom if you enter the water?"

Lin Yuxia looked excited.

After hearing Frost Star’s self-introduction that she sank to the bottom of the water as soon as she entered it, she came up with a brilliant idea!

If this method succeeds, they can get to the yacht safely!

There will be no problem at all.

The only prerequisite is that Frost Star must ensure that he can sink to the bottom of the water as soon as he enters the water.

When she asked this question, Shuangxing's originally fair and somewhat sickly face suddenly turned dark.

The big white rabbit wanted to ask at that time.

"What do you mean…"

You mean I’m heavy, right?

However, before Shuangxing could open her mouth to ask, suddenly, Lao Chen on the opposite side seemed to understand something, and looked over eagerly, then walked forward and stretched out his hand to hold Shuangxing's shoulder on the other side.

"Yeah, Froststar, you really sink to the bottom if you go into the water, right?"

Frost Star's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Yeah! I sink to the bottom of the water, so what?"

Finally, the big white rabbit couldn't help it and shouted angrily.

Unexpectedly, her roar when she lost her temper sounded like heavenly music to the dragon and the rat.

"That would be great!"

Lin Yuxia and Chen Huijie looked at each other and turned around.

Lin Yuxia started to discuss with Chen Huijie.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yuxia looked at the design drawing that Lao Chen had drawn on the ground with a stick, nodded confidently, and then a dazzling light appeared in her hand.

After a while, a huge glass shell appeared in front of everyone. The whole shell looked like a box without a lid.

Looking at this square glass box, I don’t know why, but the double lane has a bad feeling…

Less than ten minutes later, Frost Star's ominous premonition came true.

On the artificial seabed, a dragon and a rat were walking one after the other beside Ceobe and Froststar.

And Ceobe held up a huge glass box, holding it back to prevent it from floating out of the water.

Frost Star, with a dark face, had an ice rope tied around his waist, tying the huge glass tank.

Because of the air pressure, the air in the cylinder was not completely expelled, forming an air pocket that was large enough for several people to breathe.

The function of the frost star is to act as a counterweight to tie down the glass tank and prevent it from floating.

I learned this method from the movies shown during the annual Film Week when I was in Victoria.

Both Lin Yuxia and Chen Huijie have seen this movie.

That was a Blue Dream movie, very famous, the one that had several sequels, called "Pirates of the Iberia".

The scene in which Captain Rousi carries a boat and walks on the seabed is extremely classic.

Normally speaking, it is impossible for a person to achieve the scenes in the movie no matter what.

After all, where can you find a person who is like a metal weight and cannot float up no matter how much stuff he carries to tie down the air bag?

But today, I met Frost Star.

Everything is solved.

Holding the glass tank, Lin Yuxia and her group walked on the seabed.

No matter how turbulent and rough the sea surface is, the seabed is peaceful.

And because of the large counterweight of Frost Star, the steps of the few people on the seabed were very firm.

Everyone walked along the seabed towards the direction of the yacht.

The four of them were taking an underwater walk on the yacht on the sea, but Pancho and the others had no idea.

"Boss, the internal lines have been occupied."

A communicator said this, cutting the camera in front of Old Pancho.

At this time, old Pancho was standing in the yacht with a serious face. Facing the camera, he opened his mouth and said shocking words.

"Ten years ago, I believed that Bolivar would have peace if we could just get rid of the coalition government and the Singas dynasty."

In old Pancho's eyes, the anger that had been dormant under his turbid gaze was burning fiercely at this moment.

All the audience who were waiting for the live award-giving show were stunned. Looking at old Pancho's face on TV, they didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Oh, right!"

A smart person slapped his thigh and suddenly realized it.

"I understand!"

Suddenly, everyone in the tavern turned their eyes to Da Congming.

The bartender beside him poured him a glass of oak beer without any instructions.

"Sir. This is free."

Dacongming scratched his face embarrassedly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry... hiccup"

However, although he said so, his speed was not slow at all. He quickly drank the big glass of oak beer and burped with satisfaction.

Then, looking at the expressions of the people around him who said "You drank too, so hurry up and tell me", Dacongming coughed a few times with satisfaction.

"When you watch those talent shows, generally speaking, shouldn't the winner first talk about how difficult their family is and how hard they work, in order to gain sympathy?"

Da Congming pointed at old Pancho on TV with confidence.

"Look, the little girl from the Gray Feather Team who arrived first is old Pancho's daughter. So isn't it reasonable for old Pancho to come out and explain the situation to get votes for his daughter?"

Suddenly, everyone thought about it and it seemed to be true!

It is really an old tradition for talent shows to play the victim.

Seeing everyone's expressions of sudden enlightenment, Dacongming felt even more satisfied.

Continue in vernacular.

"Just wait and see. Next, this old guy will definitely talk about the suffering and pain he has endured!"

After hearing these words, everyone immediately turned their attention back to the TV.

Sure enough, it was just as Dacongming said.

When old Pancho opened his mouth, he spoke of the particularly heavy past.

"I fought and died for the Bolivarian cause.

In the end, I led three thousand of my brothers to their deaths. If my elder brother had not risked his life, I would have been executed that day.

From that day on, I understood…”

Having said this, old Pancho paused again.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Dacongming with even more admiration!

Wow, there really is an expert here, what he said is so accurate!

Da Congming, who was already a little confused, became even more excited when he saw the group of people's enthusiastic gazes, and he slammed the table.

"Look, the next thing he said was to thank Mayor Candela, thank Dosores, and thank you for this stage!

I've watched so many episodes of Columbia's The Voice, I know it all too well!"

The wise man's words are decisive.

And at this moment, as if to complement his words, old Pancho also spoke.

However, the words that came out of his mouth made everyone's faces turn pale!

With his white beard standing upright and his eyes wide open, old Pancho opened his mouth hidden in his beard and let out a loud roar!

"The coalition government, the nobles of the Singas dynasty, the real Bolivarians, none of these three really want to save Bolivar, they are just fighting.

No matter how many years they fight, Bolivar will not be saved!!!"

All of a sudden, everyone felt as if they were struck by a thunderbolt.

What about thanking the government, the mayor, and Dosores?

Is that how you express your gratitude?

Suddenly, everyone felt that something was wrong, but because what he said was really interesting, no one paid any attention to it and continued to stare at the TV.

Only Da Congming among the crowd turned pale immediately. He felt as if he was going to be in big trouble.

"Well, this is the wine money."

After leaving a Go dollar behind, Da Congming rushed out of the door without even turning his head to greet the bartender.

But no one paid attention to him. Everyone was concentrating on watching the furious old Pancho on the communicator.

On TV, old Pancho's fiery words flew out of his mouth like sharp swords.

“I fled to this city for refuge.

Then I discovered that in this hopeless country, there was such a hopeless city.

Candela Sanchez, more hopeless than any of them!!!"

As he spoke, he turned sideways, and after showing everyone the portrait of Candela behind him, he suddenly punched out with his huge fist!

"boom!!!!"

There was a loud bang.

The wall and Candela's portrait on the wall were directly pierced through.

Pancho cursed as he removed her picture from his unharmed arm.

“She built this city on this hopeless land that is more corrupt than all the Bolivarian cities combined.

Not only did she enjoy it herself, she also pulled others to join her in enjoying it.

Everyone was dragged into this by her, and they lived what they thought was a respectable life.”

Suddenly, people sitting in pubs, game halls, and various nightclubs and bars showed impatient expressions while watching TV.

Who are you to come here and scold me?

Who are you?

However, their expressions froze on their faces before they lasted even a minute.

Because old Pancho's words gave them a sudden shock.

“They have no idea how much stinking human blood is flowing in the sewers of this city, and how many scavenging beasts are being fed.

She sucked the flesh and blood of the people living on this land, without caring at all about their life or death.

Damn this city, and damn you for having fun here!!!"

boom!

The table was overturned, and old Pancho's voice, even when broadcast through the speakers, made people tremble all over.

“The Grand Prix is ​​over.

Next, I will take the city.