The speed of the opponent's appearance was completely beyond Toller Rockefeller's expectations.

Until now, his mind still lingers for more than ten minutes ago. The major jun rushes into his room, the doctor association jun's face full of fear and panic.

"We were attacked. Their numbers were terrible. This was the third attack, the third time. We had wiped out two of them, but they still had countless forces. It is hard to imagine."." Where did these guys emerge? They were too strong, too strong...——"

The powerful 155mm shell opened at the top of the building behind Tole. The layers of falling gravel rubble were covered with dust like raindrops. This means that the opponent has advanced to a range less than a hundred miles away from him. It may even be closer. But no matter what, it is more fortunate that they only used ordinary high warheads, rather than more terrifying gas or nuclear bombs. Tole did not know what happened in Leh. Although it also belongs to the Skeleton Knights, it did not fall under the jurisdiction of Europe. There is not much connection with the city of Migale, which sent it. Of course, this does not mean that Leh

The drag-off control system is not as important as the city of Migale because of its location and resource output. As for the Rockefeller family stationed in the city, as the surveillance manager, there are only five parasites who have just reached the six-star standard. Standing at the top of the arched building, you can clearly see the imperial soldiers wearing light black combat uniforms coming from the east like a tide. They spread the medical associations left behind on the outer edge of the No. 19 Life City. They quickly passed through the wall, coupled with powerful close combat and fierce firepower, causing chaos in the medical associations that had just experienced two wars.

There were dozens of Tanks suddenly appeared from the east, roaring all the way into the position, and chasing the guards who fled everywhere. This sudden change actually had little impact on the entire war. More replicas could be produced in the city to fill the gap at any time. However, Toller did not like this kind of battle in succession. He was very angry and even felt that this was an insult to himself as a parasitic general. He still remembered that the man named "yánghuá" and they were also parasitic generals, but they had different strengths. Unlike parasitics, there was no exact standard to divide high-level psychics among women, and it was even more impossible to judge the other party's actual abilities through breath.

Milly is already dead. She is now immersed in the oval compartment of the high-end treatment room of the City of Life. Although the broken limbs can be regenerated, the wound can also be repaired through yào treatment. But no one can guarantee whether her strength will decline from now on, or even slide back to the parasitic stage. After all, there are too many unpredictable unknowns in this world.

Johnson no longer looked arrogant from Xiao. In terms of relationships, this short, fat and strong guy should be his cousin. This guy studied financial management in the old days but was born with fat and fat. He always thought he was very strong and consciously the greatest existence in the world. "." However, all his beliefs and ambitions were shattered by that man." Now he can only curl up in the room every day, holding the Bible and chanting the name of God repeatedly. He is like a quail whose mind is shocked and confused.

It is actually not his fault. Johnxon has never left the city of Migale. His concept of the world is still in the old era. Of course, he has also used several people to work with him, but this has also inspired his inner craziness towards the existing power. It was not until he was touched in front of his real opponent that he discovered in great fear that even the parasitic general would never escape the king.

"I seem to have made a mistake. Maybe." "I shouldn't be an enemy of that man at all. I shouldn't have issued a reward, and asked the old woman of the Samurtohen family to exchange for all the rewards?" Tolle murmured in the distance. After a moment, he shook his head heavily: "This is impossible! I have to shā him. That guy is my enemy, and even if I don't do anything, others will not let him go." "If you want to conquer the world, you must kill every competitor."

Rockefeller is a great name.

Starting with a coin does sound a bit fantastic. However, the fact is that the first ancestors, relying on their minds and luck, accumulated huge wealth in a short period of time, and eventually evolved into controlling the entire Western Hemisphere and even the huge emperor in the world's financial world. It was full of too many questions and irreplicability. Until the old era, there were still countless people fascinated by the old Rockefeller's fortune. They searched the so-called "evidence" from the old paper piles, hoping to use it as the result of their research. This move, in a blunt way, is actually to find food from the people of Si. But the Rockefeller family will take out a large amount of funds to support the so-called Quanwei and the specialists." They need to praise from all aspects, need someone to wave flags and shout for themselves, and need to get more recognition from more people. It is better to spread the influence, and to find new interests.

At that time, they did and got everything they wanted. Toler was also a curious person who was curious about the history of the family. He had imagined countless times that if the old Rockefeller was not so lucky, or if the first few businesses that had accumulated their first pot of gold were confused and indifferent. So can the family be as high as the emperor now? Can he become the focus of attention of thousands of people?

Of course, the answer to the case is absolutely no.

But no matter what, he is my ancestor and my glory lies. No insults should be insulted, and no one is allowed to despise it.

Thinking of this, a hint of ruthlessness suddenly flashed across Tole's pale face. He raised his hands and used force to nibble the left hand joints, making a clear sound of joints. He yelled loudly at the room behind him without looking back: "Johnkerson, when do you want to hide for, you waste?"

The voice was filled with anger, desire for battle and freshness, and the powerful pressure without resistance. This action of using words and actual power as a horror made Johnson, who was hiding in the dark of the room, no longer remain silent. He could only shrank his body and reluctantly walked out from behind the curtains.

"We have done what we should do. Now, it should be time to leave."

He was bare as he had seen before, and still had the same bulletproof armor as he had seen him. Perhaps he was too excited, or because of fear, there was a dazzling tide on Johnxon's fat face. He tried to stare at Tolecu's strong arms and waved back and forth in the air, shouting impatiently and angryly: "Enough! We have completed the commission of the Joint Doctors Association. They only need to be here for a week, and it is now the twelfth day. We have done what we should do, and the remuneration will not increase because of doing more. I don't want to cause trouble anymore. We must leave now, leave now———”

Toller turned around and looked at Johnson coldly. Compared with the latter, his appearance was very young, and his smooth skin would not exceed twenty-five years old at most. On the other hand, Johnson was obviously a middle-aged man in his early forties, and his forehead was covered with fine wrinkles. But he was obviously very afraid of Toller. It was not because of the difference in strength caused by the level of each other's supernatural powers, but instinctive fear and subconscious cowards.

"I really don't know what you are afraid of?"

Toller suddenly turned around, grabbed the collar of Johnxon's top, and pulled his whole body hard like a toy to the front, and roared in an extremely ferocious manner: "Don't forget, you are a parasitic general, the most powerful existence in the world. No one except Chengduo of the Rockefeller family is your opponent-

"You." Do you think I am a white boy who knows nothing?"

Johnson tried hard to hold his arm tightly, turned his head aside, and struggled to make a slit that could barely be able to breathe through the overly tight collar. He opened his mouth wide, looking at Tole with a terrified look as if someone was nibbling his throat, ready to use it

The male priest who was standing on the verge of the primitive primitive yelled: "I, of course I understand the difference between parasitics and parasitics. But I am not as powerful as you say, including yourself, but it is just a semi-organized body that has not yet evolved. Think about it, even if it were one-on-three, he almost shāāāāāāāāṇa, Milly even escaped from our noses. If it weren't for those family martial artists who were wearing them in the wilderness and searching carefully, he wouldn't have si-"

"We were all deceived. Or, even Albert himself didn't understand what is the real complete life form? Yes, my surname is Rockefeller. But what can this prove? Should I be born to charge forward like a warrior? I don't like the United Doctors Association, nor do I like this desolate, dirty, and si-filled world. I'm so damn."

"I, I, I, at that time, shouldn't have received the injection of the syào agent. I like the world in the past. There were cigarettes, wine and women, and the most exciting big roe and singling doping. That is the space where humans should really live, not the hell that is full of radiant riding everywhere."

Toller twitched the muscles on his face and slowly relaxed his hand holding the collar, and instead patted Johnson's shoulder and pushed him to the wall with force. He leaned forward. Sisi stared at the other party's eyes and said in a low voice: "Stop it, I won't allow you to insult Albert. He is the greatest genius of the Rockefeller family ever. You'd better remember this for me. I don't want to hear similar words in the future, from your dirty and stinky mouth again. You actually lost nothing, you still got what you want. Cigarettes, wine, women." "Migale has everything, no one dares to deduct your quota, never,"

"You, you know nothing,..."

Johnson's courage, who had come from somewhere, suddenly spitted on the ground with thick phlegm. This dark yellow dirty sticky liquid obviously had extremely powerful impact energy, so it shot a hole into the cement floor and penetrated the entire floor.

"That's different! Different..."

Johnson's voice grew louder and louder: "I need to see the admiring eyes in other people's eyes, and I need to see more people crawling at my feet. I once vowed to live, and play the most beautiful and noble women in the world. But now? The princesses, princesses, supermodels, and wealthy girls of the old era were playing my nitrogen every night, but I couldn't feel the excitement and pleasure. They were not humans at all, but a group of walking dead made of genes, a group of white sluts who drag their clothes when they heard the order. They would not resist, and would not refuse. I, I, I." "I was just playing with a group of shi-dogs." "No, it should be played by a group of shi-dogs-..."

"We can change the thinking process of replicants a little."

Tole forced his desire to express deep in his heart and said in a gentle tone: "It can make them more humane and meet your needs."

Johnson looked at him woodenly. In his eyes, a trace of sadness gradually appeared. He shook his head and smiled strangely: "You don't understand! Dear Toler, it seems that you still understand nothing. Those copyists." In the final analysis, they are just toys, toys that are constrained by us. They will act according to the intentions of the maker, but will never come out of their own thinking concepts. We crafted a real illusion, in the wasteland,

We are emperors, all-encompassing gods. "." What's the point of worshipping by our own sects? I can't find the satisfaction of being worshipped in the old days. You will never understand that at that time, when I racked my brains and fought with the people in the court, reversing the cases that must be lost, and releasing the people who should have been imprisoned. The focus that was shrouded in the eyes of everyone with admiration or hatred is more refreshing than any thrust."

"That's just a misunderstanding in thinking. You are still you. This will never change."

Toller didn't know how to persuade Johnxon. He could only try his best to persuade him. However, even he himself felt..., - what he said was dry, without any persuasion, and even he didn't believe it.

"You are drunk on your own—"

Johnson used his force to tun the throat, stood up straight, staring at him steadily, his voice seemed to be trying to resist, but his words already had the following elements: "I don't know what you think. But you obviously have achieved some goal. Just like when we were playing together when we were little, you said to change another handsome face. You got it, and." "It also looks much younger than me."

"You, you will see a whole new world."

Toller suddenly found that his voice became dry and hoarse, indescribable, and he actually stuttered. In his memory, he had never lost his composure like this. He quickly twitched his lips and changed his tone: "Listen to me, Johnson, we must help the doctors' association, and we must help them guard this city. I don't want to talk about any big principles, nor do I want to talk more about this issue. Think about Millie, she is still receiving treatment. That's your qin sister. We can't let anyone enter the treatment area. Throw away the useless weird thoughts in your mind, and we must buy her enough time. Three days, seventy-two hours. Once the time comes, we will leave here immediately, and there will be no more dāi-one in a second."

It should be admitted that Toller is indeed very good at grasping Jonxon's psychology. The last few words hit the deeper part of the bald man's brain. He gradually calmed down, and his violently undulating chest slowly calmed down. After about three minutes, Jonxon finally raised his head and asked hesitantly: "You." "Are you sure?"

Toller nodded heavily.

"For Milly?"

"For Millie."

Johnson's mouth came from his mouth with the sound of saliva saliva. He clenched his fists and said with difficulty: "So.

.”..Okay! I hope you remember what you said just now…—Three days, seventy-two hours.”

. "." The Rockefeller family members are not born to war ancient people.

It seems a bit general to say this. However, it is not difficult to understand... In the old days, Rockefeller controlled the top leaders of the zodiac signs in almost the entire western hemisphere. They never thought that they would really stand on the battlefield like hiring a tutor. Even after receiving the injection of a sick man and having the power of ordinary people, they still had no similar experience of actually touching the battlefield.

Toller and Johnson are no exception. The former, in the old era, were business elites. His familiarity with Huár Street and London futures trading markets was no different from the feeling of Shibing on the battlefield. Similarly, Johnson, as a lawyer, was just a quarrel in court. They had never experienced the sea of ​​shi, and even had only received the most basic fighting training. In terms of will, "." "I'm afraid it's not as good as the gangsters who are brave and fierce on the street.

Johnson never told anyone that he had special abilities.

He didn't know what language he should use to describe this unique ability. It was precisely because of this that he was extremely eager to escape from the No. 19 City of Life.

The Skeleton Knights is the first group of parasitics in the world.
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