Chapter 33 Madman playing Russian round gambling

Author: Deng Dusi

Chapter 33 Madman playing Russian round gambling

"The alchemy Hall is a group of crazy scientists pursuing the ideal sacred place in their hearts."

Haysonberg's voice is leisurely.

"Some people may think that the academic atmosphere of the Templar is full of flowers, each faction is standing, and the Cyber ​​faction with enthusiasm for reflection and strengthening combat effectiveness is intended to use genetic engineering to make humans go to [Perfect] to the traditional style of mutation."

"Ghost knows what these crazy scientists will do. In case of control, for humans, it is also a disaster that is no less than demons."

Ryan listened quietly, and he rashly interrupted because of the old man's "answers and questions".

He just sighed a little.

Humans are really fragile.

"Indeed, the vast majority of the various factions in the alchemy of the alchemy of the Sanctuary did not commit river water for most of the time, but the concept of concept will naturally cause debate again and again."

"A little careless, it will cause conflicts between the two schools."

Haysonberg's voice has some helpless meaning,

It seems that he is also dissatisfied with this manifestation, but he is unable to change.

In other words, it is precisely because of a variety of schools in the Temple compatible with each other and developing together, so that there is today's prosperity.

Under such excellent results, the small friction in the concept is just a smile.

"The history of the Templar determines that although we have different ideals, the ultimate goal is always the same."

"What?"

Lane asked subconsciously.

From the old man's statement, he captured a concept that made him feel very familiar.

But for a moment, he couldn't remember it again.

This plausible feeling made him feel weird, but also mentioned a strong curiosity.

"Let humans, live a good life in this harmful world."

The words fell, and the office was silent.

The old man laughed.

From his deep eyes and the smile in the corner of his mouth, Ryan saw the bright and eternal brilliantness. This is the sanctuary. Everyone in the Holy Church, the lofty ideal that he wanted to pursue his life.

"."

Ryan was silent for a long time.

"This is not for pseudo."

Ryan's keen sense of the sixth sense to launch unconsciously.

He was faintly touched by these words.

"The predecessor of the alchemy hall is the Alchemist Association."

"But the real establishment of the Templar was born of a sinful war that set off the world of war."

The old man smiled.

He incorporated the long -handed knife that was put on the desktop, and then placed the scabbard in front of Lane.

"As dirty, in order to try to find out the whole world, at the expense of the lives of tens of millions of people, tore the cracks of the world and hell again."

"Your predecessors, in this context, ignited the anger in your heart, did not set the hero with the hero, worked hard towards the broken demon, and established the [Holy Church Knight]."

"And with the help of Albert Einstein, [Santang] conquered the Alchemist Association and successfully incorporated it into itself."

"At this point, [Alchemy Hall] is really established."

"Do you understand, Lane."

"The Holy Church never asked where you came from, is you a monster or a human."

"Who doesn't have a little secret?"

The old man stretched out his hand, ordered the long knife on the table, and signaled that Lane pulled out the blade to see.

"As long as you join the Hall, then you are your like -minded partners."

"Choose you as the executor of the [Goddess Plan], the reason is simple."

"Because of your potential, it is better than Robica Berrenshid."

"If you can succeed."

"For the world, to humans, it is an excellent news."

Ryan didn't take the long knife. He tilted his head and looked at Robica lying on the sofa and was turning the alchemy books.

The girl was lying on the sofa, holding a white chin with one hand, and her legs kept shaking, outlined the dazzling beautiful arc.

She looks as usual.

There seems to be no disturbance of the instructor's speech.

"I didn't feel pressure on the implementation of the [Revenge Goddess Plan]."

"But you are saying this."

"I'm a little nervous."

Ryan smiled, and although he was nervous in his mouth, he was still blandless.

"Pressure urges people to move forward."

Haysonberg smiled: "The premise is not to crush people."

"Lean Winster is an out -of -the -box monster. When I saw him aimed at his forehead with a pistol, I strengthened this idea."

"At present, you can still play the lunatic of [Russia's Wheel Gambling]. Except for you, I have seen someone only."

"He is also a monster."

"The more life and death, the more you can use brute force to overturn any obstacle to the strongest hunter."

Hearing the first half of Haysonberg, Ryan's face showed "shyness" without a embarrassing smile, but later, the expression on his face turned curious.

"Shelman Lawrence?"

The famous legendary legendary hunting.

Regarding his legends, all the history of "Lord" that can be seen about Ryan can see.

When it comes to the hunter, the heroes who cannot bypass it.

After saying a lot, Hyenberg was a little thirsty. He raised his head and drank the fruit tea in the cup without any grace.

As the fragrant and sweet blooming in the mouth, the fragrance and Wen Runqin entered the throat, he smashed his mouth and laughed: "When I know him, I am only 20 years old."

"And he is already 37 years old."

"He looks like a young man under 30, with vitality, humorous and funny, often teasing some girls to cover his mouth and laugh."

Speaking of this, Hesenberg laughed and shook his head.

"I think if he is not an abyss race, I'm afraid it has already been full of children and grandchildren."

Lane was a little surprised.

"Sherman Lawrence isn't the Lawrence family. Didn't he combine with the women of the Lawrence family, did he give birth to the abyss blood veins?"

If he did not guess wrong, a powerful abyss race like Shelman, in the Lawrence family, should belong to the ranks of "king".

The blood of the Shangshen is so pure, and no one in the tribe actually beats him?

Moreover, according to Haysonberg, Serman himself is quite a playboy, isn't it?

"Oh, it seems that you have checked the literature with your authority."

Hyenberg smiled with satisfaction.

Lane is indeed a good child.

"First of all, Serman has never married his wife and has a child, and he is lonely."

"Secondly, the things you know are what Serman's conquest from the Lawrence family, from the secrets in the tribe."

"He told him without reservation."

"After that, he successfully crushed the defense of many abyss families with his own strength and obtained countless ancient secrets."

"Oh, the Shengtang's prosperity today, there is definitely his contribution."

Hyenberg laughed: "If you go to the research department, you can still see his statue, and you are placed next to the statue of Einstein."

"So, isn't the facts discovered?"
To be continued...