On the boundless wasteland.

Among them, there is a highway that runs from west to east and passes through the center of the wasteland.

At that hot sun, a convoy was driving along the highway towards the new industrial city built on the east.

Unlike the wasteland exposed to the scorching sun, the extended Lincoln car designed with top-notch business sedans is cool inside.

"Come on, Lord Kruze. Please rest assured! We will arrive at the factory in half an hour." A fat fat hand, which was so fat that it was filled with oil, greeted the blonde masked man sitting opposite him, holding a glass of champagne. However, the owner of the hand secretly focused his eyes on the girl with short black hair, wearing a white body, and cherry blossoms dotted between the sleeves and hems of her.

Kruze grunted and did not expose the fat man's little movements in front of him. Since Xue Feng came to the door inexplicably for He, the fat man has been coveting Xue Feng.

It was just that due to the existence of Kruze for a while, he did not take action.

During this year, Kruze, who was hiding among the many senior executives of the Earth Federation, had already figured out all the existences that might have an impact on the plan.

Pande XIX, the current patriarch from a hidden family. He was a genius who was not polite when he was young. However, on his 24th birthday, tired of the life of a large family, he made a series of actions like drama scripts on this day. He regretted marriage, eloped, was betrayed, and almost buried in an underground casino.

When he was dead, he was rescued from the underground casino by the family private guards who arrived in time. From then on, violent eating, tyranny, and lustfulness were the masks that Pande XIX brought after he took over as the patriarch.

Among them, what Kruze cared more about was lust. Especially when he saw the girl with the unique vitality of a young beautiful girl of 15 or 16 years old that Ruxue Feng showed, the fat pig was staring at her with his eyes straight.

If it weren't for Kruze next to him, plus his status as a civilized messenger, Xue Feng would probably have been buried alive with resentment like the thousands of girls buried under the huge manor.

only……

Even if Kruze is not around, this fat pig is destined to be disappointed.

After Kruze picked up the cup, took a sip of the champagne in the glass, he continued to look on the wasteland outside the car.

One year.

Since Kruze became the so-called special envoy, he has been relying on this identity to tour the world. On the way, he also cooperated with Asma and Livonz to make efforts to promote the unified and centralization of global industries.

Having said that, Kruze is actually just a mascot. Most of the time, the negotiations are handled by Asma and his team. Kruze does not show any dissatisfaction with this.

On the contrary, Kruze played his role as a mascot to the fullest. No matter who is strange, no matter how old-fashioned, or withdrawn, he was happy to be defended by Kruze in a few seconds and had a great conversation. After a banquet, there were many people who called brothers with Kruze, and some even patted their chests and enthusiastically invited Kruze to his home. Since then, in a short time, Kruze, who has gained many friendships, has also obtained information that ordinary people cannot reach or know.

Now, the convoy led by Pande XIX, who had the deepest friendship with Cruze, was on the way to the factory that was about to hold the offline ceremony.

"Hisser Pande, will everyone go to today's ceremony?" Kruze put down the wine glass in his hand and placed his eyes on Pande's thick face.

Upon hearing this, Pande's huge fat head twitched up and down like a woodpecker, and his thick lips quickly flipped. "Yes, yes! Your Excellency Cruze. After all, this is a memorable day. With our efforts, all production lines have entered a mature operation period."

While speaking, Pan De raised three fingers as big as oil candles. "Three thousand, the third thousand V9 drone was offline, which symbolized that our year of hard work was not in vain."

"Is that so? That's good." Kruze nodded calmly, and seemed to have not taken Pande and the others' proud production line seriously.

Pan De naturally saw this scene. Kruze's calm appearance further confirmed the identity of the special envoy of foreign civilization.

Pande's eyes turned and suddenly said with a flattering smile: "Hisser Kruze, I wonder if the widow has contacted you?"

"Widow?" Cruze was a little surprised, and immediately remembered who the widow was mentioned by Pande XIX. That was the mortal enemy of the Pande XIX family, Ms. Merlin, the fifth-generation head of the Merlin family. Well, Cruze still remembers this lady who lost her husband in her early years and is still single. There is an unknown nickname, Kellys.

The reason why Kruze learned about this nickname was because of an accident, a minor accident that was not humane. What was it? Only Kruze knew about this.

"Hisser Pande, Ms. Merlin and I are just friends on the surface. Everyone knows it clearly." Kruze smiled, then turned to look out the car window, and suddenly said mysteriously: "Hisser Pande, instead of caring about these gossip news, it's better to care about your own safety!"

"What?" Pander was stunned. What safety? The convoy he was in was composed of veterans of hundreds of wars. How could it be in danger of life?

However, just the next second, a harsh whistling suddenly came from south to north, from far to near.

"boom!"

An explosion caught off guard and enveloped the entire convoy.

The powerful air waves generated by the explosion immediately rushed the entire convoy. The bulletproof cars in the center of the explosion were even torn apart by a strong explosion in the blink of an eye.

Among the steel remains all over the sky, a hint of bright red and minced meat were faintly scattered.

I don't know how many weeks the car I was riding in was rolling in the air. When Pan De 19th Shishi himself was in dizzy dizziness, his hands, which were broken by the broken glass, climbed out from the car door that was tilted to one side, he saw two figures in the bright red vision.

"Oh! I'm so lucky!" In the light shield with purple light flowing, the blonde man in a white suit seemed a little dissatisfied with everything in front of him.

"This fat pig is very life-threatening." The kimono girl standing next to the blonde man said unhappily.

"Hehe. It's just now. Xuefeng, let's retreat! Let's leave it to Kadaron and the others to handle it."

"What...what?" It was obvious that the identity of the blond man was recognized by Pande XIX all at once. That was Kruze who was drinking and talking to him just now. However, the words that Kruze said now made Pande XIX extremely puzzled.

However, Pande's Nineteenth's doubts were quickly answered.

A huge roar suddenly appeared in the air above his head, FLAG.

Pan De XIXVIII remembered the body in front of him very clearly. This was one of the most involved military projects in their family. However, at this time, the timing of the FLAG appeared was not good.

The more I thought about it, Pan De XIX hurriedly turned around and looked at the two of Kruze who were already under the purple light shield and walked to the side and shouted: "Ke, Lord Kruze! What's going on, what's going on?"

"Oh..." Kruze seemed very helpless. "This is the order of our army's Iron-faced General. His Excellency Pande XIX, I'm sorry. I can't do anything."

"What, what?!!!!" Pan De XIX panicked, completely panicked. Why did the Iron-Faced General give such an order at this time? Didn't he rely on humans to produce drones for him?

In a hurry, Pande XIX did not notice a figure turning from behind FLAG. Taking firm steps, he took out a pistol from his waist, staring at Pande XIX kneeling on the ground, and panic towards Pande XIX, who was shouting various words in Cruze.

"Dada..."

Stop the steps.

"Click."

The sound of the powerful hands loading the bullets immediately attracted Pande XIX's attention. Suddenly, Pande XIX's howl sounded.

"You, you, you are...you are Claude of Cardaron!!"

The cold pupils were flashing with hatred. The steady and powerful right hand held the pistol steadily. "Yes. I am Claude of Cadaron. Lucky! Pande XIX, the girl torture!!"

"You, you are here, you are here to kill me!" His whole body trembled. Even Pan De XIX, who was in control of the big family, would inevitably be afraid of death at this time. There were bursts of explosions and continuous gunfire in his ears. I'm afraid this was an organized and premeditated action.

"Ke, Kruze, Lord Kruze, help, help me! I, I will take mine..."

"Bang!"

A gunshot interrupted the trembling fat pig lying on the ground.

As the blood-colored flower bloomed on its chest, Claude's voice also rang.

"This is for Alina..."

“Bao…”

"This is for Erin..."

“…”

At the same time as every gunshot sounded, Claude would pronounce a name, a girl's name.

Obviously, the names of these girls are unfortunate people who were buried alive after being ravaged by Pande 19. Moreover, even if Claude shot all the bullets in his hand, he could not pronounce all the names of all the victims.

After a long time, as the pool of blood spread, Claude turned his eyes to Cruze and the others who were shrouded in purple light.

"Today, there are subsequent actions. I would like to express my solemn thanks on behalf of Kadaron! But this does not mean that we Kadaron will be at your mercy like them!"

"Haha. You can do whatever you want. We are just spectators." Cruze smiled slightly and did not take Claude's words seriously. If it weren't for He's inexplicable order, Cruze would not have the idea of ​​joining forces with Jiujo Lisa, who is in the heavenly world!
Chapter completed!