Apocalyptic Forecast

Unrecognizable.

Not only the change of hairstyle, but also the change of temperament and even the marks.

After implanting the hybrid features through minimally invasive surgery, his hair was reshaped by the abyss stylist's scissors and turned into short hair, but the elongated bangs highlighted a bit gloomy and woody.

On his naked back, he was painted with brand-new works by special paints and **** painters-just like in the creeping darkness, in the ruined monastery, the ghosts were rising, and the grim old monk was carrying a heavy bronze bell .

But after watching it for a long time, I could vaguely see the outline of a strange and cold door.

"Yingzhou Pedigree No.2 Yesifang is mainly characterized by ghost fire, erosion and deterrence of death breath-one of the lower sacred marks belonging to Luo Shengmen.

The features and abilities are exactly the same as yours, remember not to reveal it. "

Ai Qing's finger swiped twice on the phone, and the small angle implanted in the skull of Huai Shi was slightly shocked. The secret instrument inside operated by itself, even suppressing the fluctuation of Huai Shi's source quality to a second-order level.

Huai Shi thought for a while and asked, "Should Mu Mei's words be more appropriate?"

"Mu Mei's combat power is too poor. Although it is harmless, it is not suitable for you to improve your status in a short time. Your goal is to break into the underworld of Tambo's inner circle and strive to climb the status. Recently, the underworld is not very serious It's more convenient for you to build meritorious service. Anyway, the poles of this year are a bunch of scumbags, and you can just do it."

Huaishi couldn't help but want to clap his hands.

This wave of Ai is really too detailed, not only the origin and the sacred mark, but even the method of connecting to the promotion and salary increase to the pinnacle of the pole is to help him prepare.

"So what else do I have to do next?" he asked.

"Before the mission begins, give yourself a name. Anyway, it's an undercover mission. I hope you don't mess up, if the name is too **** impossible."

"Rest assured, I like this link the most."

Huaixi took the form and smiled, pondering a little, then swiped with a big stroke, and wrote the last part of his new resume.

"Paper...Amateur?"

Ai Qing frowned, realizing that there was a problem: "Where did you see it?"

"Yeah, it seems that I have heard it somewhere. It can be used to change it. I hope it won't offend anyone."

Huai Shi nodded seriously, not worrying about revealing stuff.

At the moment when the miraculous marking was completed, the contraction of the event was over, and the record of the paper element began to thin quickly, and only one silhouette remained at the end.

Even the participants will only remember such a thing, there is such a person, but more things have been diluted and eliminated, do not have to worry about the possibility of filling.

To put it simply, the once black history of women's clothing has been erased.

Unless a super organization is idle and invests a lot of human resources, searching for everything in the paper, and marking it through retroactive miracles, it is possible to piece together a little information.

But what does this have to do with my Huai poetry?

After the meal has just finished, where else do you need to worry about losing the horse?

Thirty minutes later, all the details were arranged properly, and the fresh and hot mixed-breed young men's Rex paperwork was released.

The Matsumoto mark in the data as his master has cooperated with the bureau for decades, and as a referee for his entry, Tanaka is simply a secret informant of the bureau, otherwise how can he live to wash his hands in the golden basin?

Even if it does not interfere with the current internal affairs of the country, as a huge institution that maintains the current situation, the influence of the Astronomical Society is still pervasive and ubiquitous.

When a piece of power has been approved and used in a limited way, the impact is still large enough and far-reaching.

Just like now.

In the current situation, there has been an extra person called a paperwork person out of thin air. From birth records to elementary school students to the dojo in the same year, everything has been prepared.

The whole process didn't even take five minutes. More than twenty-six minutes were waiting for approval and approval.

By the time Huai Shi bought this Sumo entry in the subway, he had changed from a people's teacher of the Ivory Tower to a mixed-race young man who desperately needed money, lost his way, and finally devoted himself to the pole.

Today, he is most concerned about, but another thing.

"If--I mean, if we can't figure it out, what will happen in the end?"

This was the last question raised by Huai Shi before leaving: "If I screwed up and did not succeed in the end, will there be any further measures for astronomy?"

Out of a sense of identification with the Astronomical Society, Huai Shi was very respectful and did not say what everyone knew. But Ai Qing still understood what he wanted to ask.

"There is no need to worry that the astronomy will clean the inner circle of Tambo. The black letter is also limited. Huai Shi and the Central Bureau have not been so mad to the point that they will kill all the animal characteristics because of an out-of-control biological law."

Ai Qing said: "But not necessarily in other places."

"You know, it's not the Astronomical Society that is eager to die before this group of hybrids dies early... this is an internal problem in this country, do you understand?

According to the First Act of the Wuchanghe Astronomical Society, the Astronomical Society cannot interfere in the internal affairs of any sovereign state in the country. Especially the sovereignty of this country is still two..."

She rubbed her forehead nervously, sighing sullenly: "We must solve this matter before they make a move, lest their general or the emperor think of it one day, there is a group of hybrids under their feet, what Want a riot? Great, let’s kill them!"

This is what Miyamoto Kenichiro fears most.

He is not afraid of the astronomical society. The astronomical society is to have a face, or to say, it must have a face, otherwise, once the humbleness is reduced or contaminated with any outrageous stains, it will lose its lofty position.

This is the basis for the existence of this organization.

No matter how big the matter is, they will definitely solve it with enthusiasm.

But others are different...others don't care.

Compared with many powerful forces, the power of hybrids is too small, and even if there is a riot, there is absolutely no possibility of success.

Even Green Day should be aware of this, only to use them as cannon fodder to achieve their goals. After a carnival, everyone was crushed.

Once the success is complete, only a few of these ambitions have been achieved.

"Those people..." Huai Shi stopped talking, "I mean beast-like characteristics, why do..."

"Will it be so stupid?" Ai Qing sneered and said what Huaishi wanted to say: "Why would it be used willingly?"

"Don't think too much, Huai Shi. They are just not smart enough."

She said, "If people can't let go of hatred, they can't learn to think; if they can't retaliate, they can't get fair. Thinking and fairness, they don't have both.

Why should they be sensible? "

She looked down, looked at the file in her hand, looked at the message summarized above, and said indifferently: "Some people really think this will be the solution, and some people are sober...but they have nothing, so Want others to be like themselves.

At this time, the really smart people should touch the fish in the muddy water and get the most benefits for themselves. "

"Guess how happy the Seven Star Group is laughing now? The smugglers of the Russian Federation have recently started all the routes, transporting them day and night, and to meet whose orders? How many illegal sect groups want to join in this fight carnival?"

Ai Qing raised her hand and gestured an explosive gesture: "Everyone is waiting, as long as a catharsis, everyone will have a bright future."

Boom!

Regardless of the aftermath of the explosion, the horrible fire spread and engulfed Huai Shi.

He finally awakened from his dream, and looked at the strange ceiling in front of him with sweat, and the mold spread between the **** posters left by the last guest.

"Waihua paperwork, paperwork paperwork, wake up!"

When he turned around, he saw half of his face sticking out from under the bed, staring at him.

Unpleasant urge.

"Mr. Fujimoto is looking for you, move quickly, don't let your brother wait!"

Echo of Green Day finally came...

Huaishi's spirit was revived, and he got up in a hurry and rushed to Fujimoto Shoji with his face before he could wash his face.

Through the narrow alleys and the messy scenes on both sides, under the faint red light, several women behind the window were smoking and beckoning to him.

The dim light couldn't hide the markings in the corners of the eyes, and the hollow pupils were dyed pink, and nothing could be seen.

His footsteps paused involuntarily, but he was pushed back by someone behind him.

"Okay, when are you still thinking about women... wait for the development to find more beautiful ones, hurry up, don't make the guests wait!"

The courier impatiently urged him to move on.

In a quick glance, he seemed to see a back who was holding a photo and what a prostitute was saying, and the woman's impatient expression urged him to go to another place so as not to hinder himself from doing business.

But where must I see that back...

Deja vu.

But it is definitely not an important role, because Huai Shi has no impression at all.

This strange illusion was quickly left behind by him.

The place is here.

Strangely, it is not Fujimoto's office, but in the back alley downstairs.

An elongated van with advertisements of Fujimoto photography and pictures of a big breasted sister.

Fujimoto poked his head from the driver's seat and smiled: "Hui Zhijun, are you finally here...have you eaten dinner?"

"Not yet." Huai Shi shook his head. "To tell the truth, I'm so hungry. Is this going to go out? Can I have a meal first?"

"There is time for you to eat on the road. Get in the car first."

Fujimoto raised his hand and pointed to the compartment behind him: "Someone is waiting for you, you better move faster."

Huai Shi turned back to ~www.ltnovel.com~ and noticed the sharp breath in the carriage.

There are two sublimators inside, who can vaguely feel the faint hostility. Through the window with the sunscreen, he can't see the specific news in the car with his eyesight.

But if you think about it with your heels, it is definitely not an ordinary person who can let Fujimoto, the great boss, come as a driver.

The biggest possibility is Green Day.

In other words... The people of Green Day are finally here?

After glancing at the sign of "Signal Smooth" on the retina, Huaishi was immediately fearless, and he could call Tianjiang Justice and the artillery to wash the ground at any time. After the big deal was messed up, the group of guys would be killed.

As long as the insider is dead, no one knows that I sneaked in!

With this confidence in mind, he pulled the car away and got into the darkness.

Then came a sober challenge.

"Name?"

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