They chased internationalists, and I didn't speak because I was not an internationalist. Then they chased Jews, and I didn't speak because I was not a Jew. Later they chased union members, and I didn't speak because I was not a trade union member. After that, they chased Catholics, and I didn't speak because I was not a Catholic. In the end they ran to me, but no one stood up and spoke for me again.

The mysterious chat software emerged and began to spread at a nearly plague speed. The forum was closed. People who were full of anger and could not vent their anger suddenly found a brand new base.

Those who can access the Internet are rich and have received higher education. They naturally read the line of poetry behind the background of the chat tool and understand the meaning of the line of poetry.

When a country's leader disdains to use excuses or lies to conceal the facts, it means that a big crocodile that even the country dares to touch is lurking in the pool and gritting its teeth.

The anger was still brewing on the Internet. Xuan Qi set up the automatic posting tool again. Calculate the time, beard and others should have already been in place. After Xuan Qi put the point card, he waited for things to develop. After everything was set on the supercomputer, Xuan Qi silently turned off the notebook and should go to Ruan Molong to settle the accounts.

Nanyue, shrouded in white terror, is still slowly operating with the police's 24-hour patrol and control of the regime.

Some philosophers once said that the people at the bottom of society cannot overthrow a government. What really makes a country change the sun and moon a new world is the middle class in society. To put it bluntly, intellectuals who have received higher education, as well as wealthy people, are also indispensable for political talents who have failed in their careers.

Don’t think that the whole world is full of fools. Only the ruler is a smart person. If the ruler regards the people below as fools, then he is only two steps away from stepping down.

At this moment, Nanyue is not as calm as it seems on the surface. People with ulterior motives are already surging under the water like undercurrents. Countless ambitious people regard this as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. What happened in Nanyue and where did the child eventually go? Everyone knows it.

Just as the undercurrent was rising, the first shot of a heart-wrenching injection came. At the time of the specified time, the supercomputer began to automatically distribute pictures, and at the same time, the mountain gate of the Guworm Gate was destroyed, and the land on that side was blown to pieces.

People who were originally concerned about the Gu Zang Sect seemed to drink stimulants at this moment. Why can the Erectile Dysfunction Sect control the Nanyue political arena? It is because there is a Gu Zang Sect behind them. The mysterious surrender kills people invisibly. In recent years, there have been different voices in the Nanyue political arena. In the end, people who made different voices all died bizarrely. Smart politicians rationally shut their mouths and silently swear soy sauce.

Now a once-in-a-lifetime reshuffle suddenly emerged. A pair of mysterious big hands are manipulating everything behind the scenes. Officials who originally supported the government 100% now choose to wait and see.

The twelve bishops are the busiest people. With the destruction of the Guzhu Sect, they have lost their strongest backers. Before the mountain gate is rebuilt, they must comfort the believers around them. After all, they are the foundation for their own survival. As long as they can guard them, the Erectile Dynasties can still rebuilt the Guzhu Sect.

Ruan Xiaotian is one of the twelve cardinals and the head of the church in charge of the Northeast. He is wearing a red robe and a scepter symbolizing magic power, and is spreading the doctrine of the Manta Cult. As more and more remarks gather on the Internet, the Manta Cult is becoming more and more suspicious. When all the impossible gathers together, there is no need to think about it anymore, because the most intuitive evidence has been formed.

Others don’t know it, but Ruan Xiaotian understands it very well. During this period, the believers looked at their eyes, and had gone from the initial fanaticism to the current hesitation. Then they changed from hesitation to thinking and little doubt. Now that the believers look at themselves, they no longer have respect, and there is a three-point scrutiny and two-point vigilance, as if they regard themselves as the murderer.

Ruan Xiaotian wanted to explain something, and even made up reasons to deceive believers, but this was not the pure era, and it was not a lie that could make everyone believe that it was true. Sometimes, the lies were expressed inappropriately, and it was very likely that they could fall into the embarrassment of being unable to justify themselves.

This is an old residential area, living in the bottom of Nanyue society. It turns out that poor families are the most loyal believers in the church, but now poor families are suspicious of the church. Because the children of poor families have high premature death rates, their thinking is very easy to associate everything with the church.

The beard is wearing a camouflage combat uniform, lurking on the roof of the family, holding a sniper rifle with a thunder and fire reversal equipment. This is the latest sniper rifle, famous for its large caliber and strong penetration. A thick black bullet is 15 times that of an ordinary sniper rifle bullet.

Therefore, the Lei Fire Sniper Rifle also has a Chinese name, called Lei Hu. As long as it is bitten by a tiger and passes through the body, no matter what part it hits, the effect will be the same as fatal.

The beard has been with Ruan Xiaotian for three days. This hypocritical hypocrite preached in slums during the day, making himself feel as if he was a god descending to earth. At night, he brought his traits to the side. If he liked a woman's appearance, they would come to the door directly. If it was a young woman, he would force herself in front of the other husband. If it was a girl, he would fight in front of the other parents.

After putting on the mask, Ruan Xiaotian spread the evil to the extreme. He was a jackal wearing human skin, and he was still happy with it.

In three days, Beard had six chances to kill him, but because of Xuan Qi's plan, he had to endure it and watched him harm the two families. Fortunately, all this was about to end.

A rough watch was worn on his wrist. This was a military watch specially made by the Chinese military for the white fire mercenaries. This piece was not only waterproof, shock-proof, heat-resistant, but also bullet-proof. The special number and letters of this line of special value were carved behind the watch, and the special text was a bit like a soldier's nameplate.

Three pointers gathered at twelve o'clock. The beard faced the scope to Ruan Xiaotian, and the cross flower met his head. When the beard was about to pull the trigger, a trace of evil spirit suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. The cross flower moved down a little and aimed at Ruan Xiaotian's shoulder.

The fingers were pulled on the trigger, and a crisp sound was heard. The striker in the chamber hit the ground fire. The black gunpowder in the shell burned quickly, and whistled out along the barrel of the gun, and yelled wildly on Ruan Xiaotian's shoulder.

The bullet as thick as a thumb, tearing and shattering Ruan Xiaotian's shoulders. The impact of the sniper rifle and the destructive power of the special bullets, Ruan Xiaotian lay on the ground in blood, venting more air and inhaling less air, and entering the countdown of his life in panic.

The sudden change made the believers around him exclaim in surprise. The believers of the Mantle Cult hugged their heads for fear that the bullets would fall on their heads. Even the Mantle Cultle Cultle gunmen stared at the eyes and were cautiously guarded around them. Without any obstruction, they encountered snipers with large-caliber sniper rifles, and they were no different from the meat on the chopping board.

In a good mood, he looked at Ruan Xiaotian, who had lost half of his body through the scope, and whistled frivolously: "In line with the principle of curing diseases and saving lives, how can I kill you with a cruel shot? I will leave you a glimmer of hope, live hard and breathe hard."

Ruan Xiaotian, who was knocked out by a large-caliber sniper rifle, could not survive no matter how hard he tried. He was nothing more than suffering before he died.

At this moment, the ring in the southern area was like a raccoon, hiding beside a huge rubber tree, looking at the manor opposite with a high-strength telescope. On the grass of the manor, the bishop in red was so eye-catching, and was promoting the kindness of the mandarin to the people next to him with a compassionate expression and a high tone.

The ring had no time to listen to what he was saying, and looked at the watch on his wrist. It was almost time. He silently pulled out a cloth bag from the edge of his legs, then pulled out a black and thick steel pipe like a farm tool from it, pressed the two brackets on the steel pipe, put his thumb in his mouth and licked it hard with his tongue, and then took out the finger with saliva from his mouth. After testing the wind direction and wind speed, the ring measured the approximately distance at the same time.

Then, based on these data, the ruler and fingertips were used to adjust the shooting angle. Then, another shell was slowly pulled out from the bag. This was a relatively ordinary mortar shell. The ring took out a special warhead and replaced it. After all this was done, the ring showed its teeth and smiled and put the shell into the mortar barrel.

The whistling shells cut through the void and exploded towards the opposite farm with a sharp whin.

"What sound is this? Whose child is so weird?" The Cardinal, who was far away from the war, had forgotten the sound of artillery fire. The bishop, who was completely unaware, turned into pieces in the artillery fire.

The special bullets roared, and the orange-red flames spread out. These were solid gasoline, which immediately burned the people around them and screamed.

The ring did not mind accidental injury. As the situation was tense, the Cardinal was following his own people while on the trail, and isolated the people outside. He was also afraid that someone would take advantage of the chaos to shoot his black gun.

The twelve o'clock on this day was destined to be extraordinary, either underground mines, car bombs, rocket attacks, or traffic accidents. In short, all kinds of visions were different. The twelve cardinals of the Yi Man Cult all died of misfortune, which made the Yi Man Cult, which was already unfavorable, fall into the quagmire again.

Moreover, with the vacancy of positions, the ambitious people who were originally down and delighted now have shown their own fangs. They are still an iron-clad robe sect, but now there are also civil strife. With such internal and external troubles, it is hard to say whether the robe robe sect can hold on.
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