Even if you are super strong, you don't have the ability to make something out of nothing.

He Jianghai is naturally the same, but obviously there is something out of the middle, and the difficulty is infinitely reduced.

Whether it is a power grid or a bed, if the way it operates with energy and lethality is rearranged, its power will definitely explode against the sky, there is no doubt about it.

In the next breath, He Jianghai had fallen to Frank's side.

"What is the Child of Light?"

He Jianghai asked.

"He is the son of God of the Illuminati! One of the Norse gods! ”

Frank couldn't hide his emotion and muttered.

He Jianghai had heard Frank say that the Illuminati originated in Northern Europe, and it was normal for them to be implicated in the so-called God of Light.

However, forcibly pulling him, a native of Xia Guo, with a white man, is absolutely unacceptable to him.

After a moment, Frank couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, he knelt down, and muttered what he said, it was the ancient language of Northern Europe, where could He Jianghai understand what he said.

"Don't think too much about it, this method has nothing to do with your god of light."

He Jianghai frowned, he was going to step forward in the next breath, and at that moment, he immediately wanted to leave here and inform the military department of the situation in the underground world under the iron tower.

Since the collapse of the Akiyama Dragon, countless changes have been taking place in this world.

When the underground world appeared, he He Jianghai's cognition of cultivation reached another level.

This kind of thing is not something he alone can easily deal with.

"Child of Light!"

Frank read for a long time, and when He Jianghai stepped out from his side, his mood was immediately extremely nervous.

Quickly screamed.

After calling for a long time, He Jianghai reacted somewhere, and still moved forward.

Frank was extremely surprised, he had already jumped up and chased after He Jianghai quickly.

The underground world, the labyrinthine passage, he is extremely familiar with it, if He Jianghai is not the speed of the battle, he can still barely catch the other party.

"Lord Phillips, the ban on the tower has been drawn just to trap the demons underground, and the passage to hell will be opened, don't you care at all?"

Frank said anxiously.

Phillips was the designer of the Eiffel Tower, the so-called Riche Tower, also known as the Eiffel Tower, and in fact, he was an important member of the Illuminati.

"As you know, I'm not a child of light."

He Jianghai stopped, and he smiled.

Frank immediately stopped talking, his face flushed slightly.

He Jianghai is an Asian face, if he becomes a child of light, unless the god of light is mixed-blood, it is naturally impossible.

The system of Norse mythology, and even the entire system of Western mythology, has formed the teachings of various churches, and there is no such thing as reincarnation as a pig to atone for their sins, and the race has changed.

"My lord, there is a great power that can block the monsters underground, and I am willing to follow you forever."

After a moment, the guy finally showed his true thoughts, touched his heart with one hand, and was about to kneel on one knee.

"I disagree!"

He Jianghai refused, not generally.

In an instant, he passed Frank, and in an instant, he was gone into the darkness.

Frank was in place, and all that was left was extremely tangled.

The rustling sound is non-stop, with the occasional splashing crackling sound, and the power grid is extremely stable.

The four giant pillars will still receive a call from the four pillars of the tower.

At this moment, this power grid is indestructible, and the entire huge underground world is illuminated.

This is the power of light, and beyond the light, there is countless darkness.

In a few more seconds, in the endless rustle of electricity, Frank's figure had long since disappeared and could no longer be captured.

In the sky, there was darkness, a rainstorm came, and in the torrential rain, countless thunderous sounds.

The area around the Eiffel Tower is the most frequented place for tourists, such as cafés, Lacey Manor, Marble Palace, and other tourist attractions.

In one of the cafes, many people were silent, and outside the café, there were many tourists standing under the eaves to take shelter from the rain.

In fact, there are at least half of the seats in the café, and none of the tourists enter the café.

The reason is simple, it is full of members of Allah, all of them are big men.

Tourists or indigenous people can't say they're afraid of gang people, but they don't want to deal with gang people, that's for sure.

He Jianghai hurriedly walked into the café, and there was no rain on his body, just the back of his shoes, which was slightly wet.

Shang Mingyue had already greeted him.

"Trouble lately, help me keep an eye on all the newcomers who appear underground."

He Jianghai had already prepared, and he took out a check and began to sign it.

Twenty million dollars!

"This ...... Mr. He is so polite, we can't accept this kind of money. ”

After receiving the check, Trey was extremely excited, this was definitely not a small amount for him, and the gang's business was not so easy to do.

Allah, the most able to manage money and make the most money, is Fresa, even if for her, it is not a small money.

The usual income of the gang will be handed over first, and then distributed after handing it over, and 1.8 million yuan will be distributed at one time, which is a lot of money, not to mention 20 million.

"I will have a lot of cooperation with Allah in the future, if there is sincerity, please accept it."

He Jianghai remained silent.

To him, money is paper.

Under the tower, ordinary people do not dare to enter at all, and they do not have the ability to enter.

He wasn't worried that Frank would lie to him, that the Illuminati would be gone, and that there would be no way he could destroy the power grid.

But in this place, whether there is anyone else, he must pay attention.

Allah will be best suited to do such things.

"Thank you so much Mr. Ho."

Trey was excited, and he easily pulled Freisa to his side, this kind of money, those who see it, he will never dare to swallow it alone.

The big and small leaders around him have already clapped their chests excitedly.

It's hard and easy to keep an eye on the sewers for new wanderers, depending on who does it.

If the municipal government does it, a household survey for millions of people in Risse is like playing.

But it's hard to get them to look at the faces in the sewers, because there is no system in place.

Allah would be fit.

"What happened?"

He Jianghai is 20 million euros casually, Shang Mingyue doesn't think so, and she is not short of money.

"I can't say it yet, but it won't be long before you know."

He Jianghai frowned slightly.

In the underworld, there are seven exits, and he has found two of them.

And the entrance to Risse is definitely due to luck, or the time has come.

If you say that you are forced to find it, it is absolutely impossible.

This is his first instinct as a super refiner.