Wealth determines life, whether it is spiritual wealth or material wealth.
An old saying in China was shattered by a reality in the world today. This sentence is: "The rich are not more than three generations." This is only for 99% of people, except for 1%.
I did not expect that there would be a huge and prosperous city in the depths of hell. Zuoyi showed me a beggar, and this beggar was the richest person in this city and even the world, and he paid There is a large and strong family support.
I was thinking, what kind of power can pull out a lush tree
The branches and leaves of this tree occupies a space, and even the root system is firmly integrated with this piece of land. If even if there is a power to pull out this big tree, this piece of land will definitely be traumatized.
The river under the bridge flows quietly, and the steam whistle on the bow is melodious.
I was blowing the cool night breeze, thinking about complex issues.
A familiar but frightening voice came from behind me: "In the world, you may never be able to pull out a lush, ingrained tree, but in hell, it's easy!"
I turned my head and saw the messenger of hell standing behind me, and the passing vehicles drove by it as if it were transparent.
Zuo Yi hurriedly leaned over to salute it, but was sent away by its wave of hands. My heart was even more disturbed, and I leaned over to salute it. Even if I was a steel warrior, I couldn't stand the smelting fire.
"Excuse me, how do you pull out this big tree?" I asked humbly.
Swann replied casually: "You cannot take a dollar from a child because you still have moral constraints. But in hell, all moral rules are nonsense. Everything here is governed by Satan and is completely dependent on it. It does it personally. It can release which soul it wants to release, and whoever it wants to destroy will destroy whom? It never has any worries or hesitation."
I immediately asked: "Then it doesn't shy away from the existence of God?"
"No, because God will not come to hell!" Swan said coldly: "Now this right has fallen into my hands. Whoever I want to live can live, and whoever wants to die, it It will be wiped out immediately!"
It seems that my destiny is the same. I echoed: "We in China have an old saying that those who follow me prosper against me will perish, and they are completely free. Then why don't you agree to leave this prison?"
Si Wang turned his head aside and said faintly: "You are just a hair to me, dispensable, but I saw this hair. If I don't pull it out, it will definitely not fall off by itself!"
I summoned the courage to say: "Satan has already gone to Midway Island to fight the ghost king in the east. I left here to go there to participate in the war, and I hope your Excellency can let him go."
The other party sneered and responded: "Even if you assassinated King Hai Hades by chance, you would be cannon fodder when you went to Midway Island. Which one would you choose to die immediately or linger?"
I didn't answer, because I don't know what I would choose
"If Satan wins in the war, he will return to hell. If he fails, he will also return to hell. Only when he completely dies out can you become the new master of hell, and you will never be afraid of anything!" I tentatively right. Si Wang said.
The messenger of hell responded angrily: "You are too presumptuous. Although what you said makes sense, I decided to pull out this hair and burn it!"
I hurriedly said: "Sir, wait a minute, I still have use value to you!"
"Tell me, if you can't convince me, then wait for the soul to disperse!" Si Wang sat down on the bridge guardrail.
After thinking quickly, I slowly said: "I'm afraid that your ability is not Satan's opponent, so I want to use the power of the ghost king. If it is not enough, plus the power of death, there is also the Lord, but the timing of the shot The most important thing is that if you can’t kill with a single blow, you’ll lose all your previous efforts, and timing is intelligence. I have a way to send back the combat intelligence of Midway Island in time. You can do the final fatal blow after manual intelligence and you’re done!"
"You mean network video communication?" Si Wang said this term unexpectedly.
I nodded in response, saying that this requires someone who can receive this signal, and the person who receives the signal must also be a reserve ghost like me, and be able to dial the ghost signal.
Si Wang thought of someone, "Father?"
I did not answer, it explained: "This is its identity as a human being, and its true identity is the Dark Mage. You can return to the world now, but I will come to you again!"
As soon as it waved, a taxi stopped beside me, the door opened, Si Wang gestured to the driver, and I hurriedly got into the car.
The taxi drove forward along the bridge, and I saw the bridge gradually rise, as if it was going to reach the night sky. However, my vision and the outside of the car windows became pitch black. Only the running of the car made me feel my existence. The driver was silent and we couldn't understand what we said to each other.
The taxi drove directly to the prison cell. I opened the door silently, returned to the bed and lay down.
The driver put up the reverse gear, then exited the room and disappeared into the night.
At this time, a person walked out of the bathroom and lay down in a daze. I immediately sat up, only to find that this person was actually Zhu Jianfang, and the man who slept in the upper bunk was still a male Yoshio. What happened? What's going on? Where is my body
I suddenly understood that during the time I entered the hell, I stayed in the cell and became a body without a soul, and in this prison, a body without a soul usually has two ends, one is He was sent to Anlebao to wait for death, and the other was sent directly to a crematorium to be burned.
But I haven’t seen a corpse burning room on the island of this 31 novel app download address. I don’t know how the corpses here are disposed of
I hurriedly entered Zhu Jianfang’s dream. This time his dream was in a prison cell. He was a little surprised when he saw me and hurriedly asked: "Xiao Yuan, are you planning to pretend to be sick and leave the prison for medical treatment?"
"Of course not, I really fell ill, where am I now?" I asked him.
Zhu Jianfang replied: "Are you in my dream now?"
I was busy correcting: "I mean, after I got sick, where did they get me, do you know?"
Zhu Jianfang shook his head, "But the FBI guy said that he must save you. Go to him and ask!"
After thanking him, I told him to stick to it and left his dream.
Since Rice said that she must save me, my body must be in the MV-T treatment vehicle that Fox brought. I quickly floated out of the cell and came to the playground, but did not find the treatment vehicle. Entered the underground garage, it really was here.
I quickly floated into the treatment car and saw my body lying on the treatment**, receiving infusion treatment. From the front cab, I heard the voice of Fox and Rice talking. I was busy fusing my soul with my body, and then When I closed my eyes and looked towards the front cab, I saw a weird scene. (End of this chapter)