Chapter 900: Sending Off (2)
As the Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Federation, Alste holds the economic lifeblood of the Federation. Although its importance cannot be compared with veterans such as Capro and Russon, it is not an idle role. The fat man speaks wittily, does things tactfully, and looks at it. During his tenure, the Federation's finances only rose, not fell. If it weren't for Alstai's careful planning and long-term vision, the Federation's financial resources would not be enough to support the rapid development of the army.
So for MΓΆbit, this fat man is even more important than those generals on other levels. Unless it is the likes of Capro or Russen, the role of other generals is mostly a pattern of gains and losses. But Alstai is in control, and even though the battlefield he gallops on is different from that of the generals, it is as important. In addition, this fat man has been in a party since the end, but he is close to Horn in private, and Mobile doesn't care.
The president has been in office for ten years, and his relationship with Alste is not a close friend, but it is not an ordinary relationship between superiors and subordinates. Ten years later, this relationship is worthy of Alste being called an "old friend".
Mobile looked the fat man up and down, Alste has a good skill in investment and politics, but he has never heard of his combat power. In fact, in the eyes of the president, the source reaction of Alste is weak and imperceptible, it is just that the fat man used his power and spent a lot of money to ignite the fire, Alste naturally did not want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy like the generals, but only from his own health considerations.
But this is such a person, a person that Mobit thinks he knows very well. But at this moment tonight, he intercepted himself accurately. If it weren't for the fact that Mobile was very familiar with this fat man, he almost saw that this Alste in front of him was disguised by someone else, after all, he was so strange.
"See you off?" Mobile said indifferently: "Where do you want to send me, hell?" β
Alste laughed, pointed at the president and then pointed at himself: "Are people like you and me qualified to go to heaven?" I just want you to go first, I believe it won't be long before we meet at that place. β
Mobile's pupils shrank: "It seems that I really lost my eyes, so tell my old friend, what is your position in the Light Hidden Society?" β
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"The K of the six?" Mobile nodded, pointed to the wound on his body, and said, "The black and white clown among you can't keep me, do you think you can do it?" β
"I can, old friend." Alste said bitterly: "The combat power of the Council of Six is not ranked by code name, although there are two clowns above me. But in fact, I was the strongest. The priest has only hit you hard, and if I am willing to fight for this life, I can even keep you in your peak state. But as you know, I can't die yet, so the priest chose to come forward and leave the finishing work to me. β
It's not the right time, it's not the right place, and Mobile almost laughs. But now he didn't smile at all.
Alste sighed, "If it weren't for the priest's initiative to take on this mortal mission, I wouldn't have made this trip. That old guy is very good, he knows that if he dies, I don't want to do it. I've been conflicted along the way, but for the sake of the bigger picture, that's all I can do. Let me see you off, at least, you can walk in a better way. β
Mobile couldn't help but ask, "What do you Guangyin want to do!" β
The fat man said with a solemn face: "All this is to push our race on the right historical track, and now, whether it is you or the nobles, it is obvious that mankind is heading for a path of self-destruction. β
"Fart!" Mobile shouted, "Isn't everything I do for this race? β
"That's just what you think is right." Alstair sighed: "From the moment you pushed Bescord to the table, and even took action to kill Horn yourself, I vaguely guessed that today's end was inevitable. β
"Okay, old friend, time is running out, please go on your way."
Alstai's eyes narrowed into slits, but there was a strong glint in those thin eyes.
The qi machine soared, constantly rushing through one level after another, as if endless.
Mobile was surprised, but he knew that he couldn't let the fat man accumulate strength, otherwise how could he carry it with his broken body. Shouted resolutely, and a punch became a landslide, and smashed into the fat man's chest.
Fat people don't dodge or dodge.
Mobile easily smashed him in the chest, and Alste trembled with fat. There were waves under the clothes, and the circles were swinging open. The president was shocked to find that instead of smashing the fat man with a punch, the fist kept sinking as if it had been smashed into a mess of mud. Alste opened his mouth to inhale, and his ball-like body continued to contract, and he sucked it all in one breath before he drank violently. The fat body bounced away, giving birth to a strong anti-shock force, which caused the atmosphere to ripple, and the surrounding trees fell and fell, and the two fat men fell and splashed one after another.
There was a sound of broken flesh cracking, and Mobile's arm was broken and deformed, and the whole person flew upside down, falling to the woodland ten meters away and vomiting blood.
Alste sighed and walked over.
Elephant's estate burned to the ground.
Under the flames of A, the entire manor turned into a sea of fire. The buildings of the manor, all the dead were engulfed in flames. When the flame is extinguished, they will merge into one. The woman looked at the manor in the flames in a daze, and said, "I won't choose another cemetery for you, old fellow, and you will be buried here." β
She took out a cigarette, lit it, and threw it into the fire: "If there is no wine, I will take this cigarette for you." See you in hell. β
Then he turned and walked away.
Leaving the town shattered by the battle between the two strong men, A sensed the breath slightly, and rushed headlong to the mountain forest where Mobile had fled. She walked in full swing, leaving footprints of burning flames on the road she passed.
A few minutes later, A saw Alstair. The fat man turned his back to her, and he couldn't see his expression, but on the ball-like figure, A saw a heaviness for the first time. She couldn't say what it was like, which made her feel a little irritated. She didn't say hello, she came directly to Alstai, and then looked at Morgan sitting upside down on the ground, with his back against a broken tree.
Mobit's hands were hanging to the ground, his eyes were closed, his eyes, nose and chest were bleeding, and he was no longer breathing.
"Dead?" A looked at Alstair.
The latter said expressionlessly: "Why don't you go and check it and see if his heart core is broken?" β
The heart core is broken, and even the ruler will die no more. A said indifferently: "No, I have a more direct method." β
There was a thud in her hand and an orange burst burst into flames, and the color of the flames quickly turned from orange to blue. The blue flame is faint and cold, but the actual temperature is higher than the yellow flame. When hit by it, it instantly melts gold and iron. But one palm easily held the flame, and the blue flame kept writhing, as if trying to break free from the fat hand, but it was finally extinguished in Alstai's hand.
A asked coldly, "What do you mean?" β
"Shouldn't I ask you this question? Do you question me? Alste looked at the woman, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his eyes lit up: "No matter what, Mobit's contribution to our race is beyond reproach. Sending him on his way is already the limit of what I can tolerate, and if you want to desecrate the dead, then don't blame me for being rude! β
"Oh, what's the rude method?" A-for-tat.
Alste smiled and said, "Don't think that if you sell your breasts and butts to that person, I will be jealous of you." A, you're still tender. Now obediently disappear from my eyes, before I get angry. β
The woman clenched her hands into fists, released them, and clenched them again. Finally snorted, turned around and left.
Alstair's face softened at this time, and he glanced at Mobile, and then picked a relatively empty place and smashed it with a punch. A pit several meters long and wide suddenly appeared on the ground, and the stone and mud were blowing out endlessly. When the dust settled, Alste picked up the mobile and put it in the pit. And pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped the blood off the president's face. After doing all this, Alste jumped out of the pit and said, "The scenery here is not bad, you, just rest here." Look at how we brought this race to heaven, and then you will find that you are not wronged at all. β
He laughed and pushed his hands on the ground. The mud on the edge of the pit immediately poured in, gradually filling the pit and bulldozing it. Alste casually picked up a thigh-thick broken log, and stuck it on the ground, which was regarded as a tombstone. Tapping lightly on the stake with his hand, Alste walked away.
About a minute later, A reappeared. She stared at the stake in silence for half an hour before turning away.
This is the real departure.
The car jolted, barely knocking Leon out of his seat. The young master of the William family, who was sleeping comfortably, suddenly stretched his waist, leaned on the chair in the driver's seat in front of him and asked, "Hasn't the airport arrived yet?" I'm dying of boredom. β
Lucy covered her mouth and chuckled.
Alan rolled his eyes: "Young Master, in addition to drinking and sleeping with girls, tell me what fun do you have?" β
Leon grinned and said, "Brother, now the Gate of Liberty and the Federation are still in the buffer period. There is no war on the surface, and you tell me what else to do in a place where birds don't other than the above? You are so accompanied by His Royal Highness, you can talk to me when you have nothing to do. What about me? Lao Tzu is a single person who doesn't drink and sleep, do you want me to be your light bulb? β
"You can take Juliet with you." Lucy blinked.
"You don't understand this, my beautiful highness." Leon said in a tone from someone who came over: "A fresh girl like Juliet, only in a place like a small town, can she maintain that temperament." If you take her to Babylon and see the prosperous world, she will be sour. Therefore, it is better to keep a thought than to be wrong in the future. β
Alan shook his head and said, "Don't listen to him, it's a lot of truth." To put it bluntly, it's not like going back to Babylon, this kid can still mess with flowers and grass, where is there time to worry about a Juliet. β
Leon looked very hurt and said, "Brother, you hurt me so deeply with this knife." β