Edge of the Apocalypse

There was a figure inside the crosshair of the sight. It was a woman. The body is a long bohemian dress. The white calf skin extending from the skirt is dazzling. The feet are wrapped in a pair of short boots, walking in a swaying posture, like a passionate rose. The woman stopped suddenly and looked back in the direction of the sight, revealing a stunning face that was a disaster for the country and the people. She smiled and raised her **** rudely.

Fording laughed dryly, put down his sniper rifle and murmured: "It's really not a touch of style. A handsome and capable man like me gave me such vulgar gestures. Am I much worse than Allen's little guy." ?"

The narcissistic man touched his chin and carried the sniper rifle on his shoulders. Fording, who had come down from a bell tower, suddenly woke up: "It turns out to be a woman who likes to gnaw tender grass. Tsk, I'm actually quite tender..."

(Pig) (Pig) (Island) (Novel) www.zhu As Allen expected, it didn't take long for them to see Fording. When the man came with a sniper rifle, Allen was negotiating compensation with the bar owner. In the end, Allen paid the boss at double the price, and the haze on the bar boss’s face disappeared.

The crowd dispersed.

Before Alan spoke, he put Fording around his neck and said: "Don't say anything, just ask me to drink."

"Grandpa knows that Guangyin might touch me?"

Fording said haha: "Master Horn is indeed very wise, but his old man is not an all-knowing and omnipotent god, how could he know so clearly. Just like he didn't know that every time I saw him, I wondered whether Anna and The master has the same leg. Of course, this is impossible. The silly woman of Anna still can't let go of the dead husband, so I can only hide this disrespectful thought in my heart, but the master doesn't know."

"Of course, if he knows now, it must be your kid who leaked it out!" Fording squinted and smiled.

Allen smiled bitterly: "I won't tell Grandpa."

"Where did it go." Fording said, spread his hands: "Anyway, the master just told me to stare at you. After all, the Federation has started to betray us. Who knows what nasty tricks they will use on the surface. It's really called. I was surprised that the Federation did not come to disrupt the situation, but the light will jump out. If you want me to see the young master, you should promise them, you see that the woman looks good, she also promised you to stay with you for a few nights, tusk, it's too wasteful ."

"If I do that, it will drag the family down."

"Look, this serious look is exactly the same as the master when he was young." Fording shook his head and said, "Master, you can be a little more sleek, such as being a double agent or something. Digging the light out will be good for the family and the Federation. A great contribution. Maybe your Excellency Moby is happy, and then what rewards will you give you, don't you make two ends of it."

Alan frowned.

Fording tapped his mouth and smiled: "I'm all nonsense, don't take it to heart. Let's still drink, what the light and hidden union is not a good thing. A **** hides behind and dare not dare The clown on the stage, the other one who does all the bad things in his den, will get annoyed when he thinks about it. If it weren’t for the master’s permission, I would go to the White House to talk to your Excellency the President about life and ideals."

Alan couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly drew Fording to the hotel, and bought a few bottles of homemade ale in Peter's place to stop Fording's gushing mouth.

A depressed gasp.

Aidalian raised her head to look at the ceiling, her eyes sparkling like silk under her glasses. Her nose buzzed slightly, and the woman gradually became excited as the big hands on her chest rubbed vigorously. She straddled and sat on the waist of the strong man below her, slowly sinking her waist, swallowing the man's majesty inch by inch. The body became extremely hot, and after completely engulfing the opponent, Aidalian felt that the world had become fuller.

The man's hand left her chest, watching the two blushes stiffen in the air and trembling slightly with the woman's movements. He let out a chuckle, then he held the woman's waist and suddenly entered the deepest part of her body. Elenda couldn't help crying, her body twisting like a snake, following his movements. She is a sensitive woman, even if a man moves slightly, her soul can be throbbed by it.

What's more, this man has always been violent conquests. Between two or three breaths, Erinda has lost her mind and cried and laughed. The man has a cold face, and the woman on him usually has a cold face, but who wants her to be crazy like a changed person in bed. This is the charm of Elenda, her nobility, her coldness all faded at this moment. Now there is just a **** that he can play with.

The woman trembled violently, and the man knew that she was about to reach the peak of happiness. He smiled and retreated cruelly. Aidalian suddenly formed a huge gap, crying and begging him to give him happiness. The man laughed happily, and pulled up Elenda's hair, making her head tilted into a wonderful angle. At this moment, the woman looked confused and her mouth kept breathing. The man snorted and pushed between her lips until they were rootless.

Adallen retched, but the man enjoyed it so much that he held her head and started sprinting.

It was a frantic night, when Dongfang Lubai, Aidalian passed out early. She had almost all traces left by the man all over her body. She didn't know how many poses the man had manipulated and how many times she was happy all night. But as always, she passed out in bliss every time.

After fighting all night, the man was still full of energy. He left the bedroom naked, washed away all the dirt, and put on a clean bathrobe. After hesitating for a moment, he wiped the moist mirror and saw the serious face in the mirror.

That was Morbitt's face, but not his. Alan squinted his eyes and smashed the mirror with a punch.

He walked out of the bathroom and walked into the living room barefoot. A Labrador trot over and rubbed the soles of his feet. Alan poured himself a cup of coffee, sat on the brown sofa, rubbed the hair of the big dog with his hands, looked at the full-length portrait of Mobit on the center wall, he sneered.

He is now in Mobit’s house, drinking his coffee, sitting on his sofa, and has worked as a female secretary who should belong to the president. Living with someone else's face is no stranger to Alan, and it is even handy. As Mobit's stand-in, Alan often has to attend some occasions for the president. These occasions are usually assessed by the president’s think tank to have a certain degree of danger, otherwise Alan’s substitute would not be used. In the past few years of serving Mobit, Alan has forgotten how many disasters he has prevented the President.

In contrast, he was well paid. But Mobit didn't know that, in addition to being his stand-in, Alan was also a senior member of the Guangyin Society. He was able to get close to the president, but that organization took a considerable price.

Alan looked at the portrait on the wall. Sometimes he really didn't know what kind of man Mobit was. This man treats himself more harshly than others. He never smokes or drinks alcohol, only coffee. He is still a workaholic. In many cases, in order not to affect his work, when the President worked all night in the secret room, Alan slept with Elenda instead of him.

And the order to go to bed was given by Mobit himself. Alan knew his intention was to create an illusion to the outside world and make people think that he would also covet beauty. But who knows, it was his stand-in who slept with Adalian. Alan sometimes thinks, maybe other big guys' substitutes don't have this kind of welfare.

"You are a pervert." Alan said to the portrait, taking another sip of coffee.

In the years that Alan served Mobitt, he had never seen this man make any friends with any woman, not a single one. Mobit was like cast iron from the inside, and Alan sometimes even wondered whether he would have feelings.

But it is undeniable that such a Mobit has almost no weakness at all.

For such an unfathomable man, staying by his side is definitely a laborious thing, not to mention that Alan is still a member of the Guangyinhui. He has thought about it more than once that when one day he sleeps by himself, he may feel confused and never wake up again.

Fortunately, this day will never come. Because Alan knew that the eclipse plan had already started. The first step of this plan is to assassinate Mobit, and then make him a stand-in to become president. Although they have the same face, the substitute is always just the shadow of Mobit. Now that the shadow has a chance to change hands, Alan can finally not have to live in the shadow of that man.

No one knows what kind of pressure he is.

At this time he received a message.

Half an hour later, Alan Guangming was walking into the White House. He skillfully treated everyone who passed by him with Mobit's demeanor and tone. Alan even knows the names of everyone in the White House~www.readwn.com~ This is probably even Mobit's sigh. In order to prevent Alan from showing off his feet, Mobit even told him a lot of secrets, which made Alan even more comfortable to pretend to be him.

Alan met Altais in the office.

When the chancellor stood by the window and turned around, Alan saw in his eyes the undisguised disgust for himself, but the expression faded in a flash.

"From today, there is no such person as Alan in this world." Alstai looked at the man in front of him up and down: "You have to remember this. From this moment on, you are Mobit, not someone else. Even more. It won't be Alan. As for the substitute, I have arranged it for you so that outsiders will not see even a slight flaw. Unless you show your legs."

"Tell me, will you? Alan."

"I don't know what you are talking about, old friend, are you going to get sick?" Alan said blankly.

Alstai nodded.

That day, Alan walked into the sun. Although he still looked serious, people always felt that Mr. President was in a particularly refreshing mood today.