Moscow, the capital of polar bears. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoA huge palace in the western suburbs, it is a huge and majestic church, which is brightly lit and full of people. There is no such solemnity as a church!

The cultivators in the audience have all kinds of postures, such as drinking, bragging, scolding, and picking their feet! When a gray-haired old man saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head and sighed.

"Quiet down, boys, I have something important to announce!" The gray-haired old man walked up to the stage, knocked on the microphone, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"What's the matter?" Far from being quieter, the voices in the audience have become more talkative, and the audience has become more noisy!

"Isn't this bitch going to tell us what training we're going to do?"

"In this way, I will greet the ...... of his ancestors at the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China."

"If it's training, I'll quit not participating in the crusade......"

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"Ahem......" The unbearable noise in the audience made the old man on the stage face black and white, which was very embarrassing. He coughed dryly and said loudly: "If anyone speaks again, I will apply to the Pope and his old man to send that speaker to the Middle East to deal with Mu Shilin and those extremist organizations!"

"Hey, this old man is really ruthless...... Paul, you son of a bitch, stop talking, don't get involved in me going to the Middle East! A big man listened to the words of the old man on the stage, scolded, and found that his partner around him was still chattering, he was in a hurry!

After the old man on the stage said this, the audience gradually quieted down.

"Young men, you are all Crusader officers, and you are all very good cultivators! Your excellence is our pride! The white-haired old man said a few words of encouragement as usual, and then he glanced down the stage to find that thousands of people were still silent. He nodded with satisfaction, and continued: "Our Chief of General Staff, our dear Highness Edward sent an order yesterday to let us send two thousand elite crusader soldiers to Huaxia......"

"Are we going to go east to China?"

"God, we heard you right!"

"I'm going to ......"

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As a result, the venue that had just quieted down for a short time was chaotic again, some people attacked each other, some people were not convinced, and some people almost fought.

"Someone!" When the old man on the stage saw the chaotic scene in the audience, his fat old face, which had just become ruddy, suddenly turned black again. He shouted loudly to the side door behind him.

"Your Excellency!" More than a dozen tall white men rushed in.

"Arrest them, them, and them, and him, and send them to the Pope, and tell our dear Pope that these wonderful lads are more than happy to go to the Middle East!" The white-haired old man pointed to the officers who had made the loudest noise and danced the most happily just now.

"Yes!" More than a dozen tall guards answered, and pounced on the guys who had been pointed at by the gray-haired old man. Don't wait for them to resist, just drag them outside!

"My lord, give me a chance, I won't make a loud noise anymore......"

"My lord, I don't want to go to the Middle East......"

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"Paul, you son of a bitch, tell you to stop talking, you damn bastard, kill Lao Tzu......" The last young man who was dragged did not beg for mercy with the gray-haired old man, but pointed to the nose of the foreign devil who was dragged in front of him and scolded.

The old man on the stage looked indifferently at everything that happened in front of him, no matter how much they begged for mercy, he was unmoved.

When those people were far away, he turned his head to look at the silent people in the audience and said, "Young men, I understand your feelings, and I also know that you are eager to go east to conquer China!" I know that you want to be like your ancestors, hoping to burn down the Old Summer Palace and loot Kyoto in China! ”

"But it's a pity that our most respected chief of the General Staff, His Royal Highness Edward, said that only two thousand people are needed to go to Huaxia to carry out a mission first, not a large-scale attack on Huaxia!"

"By order of His Highness Edward!" The white-haired old man paused, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and read: "The first regiment of the crusaders will set off immediately, sneak quietly to Huaxia, and assemble and stand by after entering Huaxia!" Make no mistake! ”

"Well, this is the order of His Highness Edward, our Chief of General Staff!" The old man spread his hands and said, "Hurry back and prepare, young men of the first regiment, and lead your warriors to set off immediately!" Hope you all have a wonderful trip in Huaxia! ”

"Adjournment!" After speaking, the white-haired old man walked off the main stage tremblingly, turned around and left the main hall, leaving a group of people in the audience stunned and watching!

"Now that there's an order, what else is this old thing calling us to a meeting?" When the white-haired old man walked away, a blonde and blue-eyed foreign devil said puzzled.

"Who knows!" The partner next to him spread his hands and said, "You be quiet, be careful of being heard by him, and send you to the Middle East!"

"Fuck, this damn poison cutter is a copy of the Demon Corpse Dalin!" The foreigner scolded.

"My lord, since the chief of the general staff has already sent an order, why do you still call everyone to a meeting?" A young foreigner with glasses walked quickly to the white-haired old man and asked puzzled.

It is not easy to gather thousands of people for a meeting. The 18th National Congress of the Ancestors of the people who presided over the party was often greeted thousands of times by those people.

"We need Minzhu!" The gray-haired old man spread his hands and said.

"No, no, no, you didn't have Master Min just now!" The bespectacled young man quickly shook his head and said, "You just took out His Highness Edward's order and announced it directly!"

"No, no, no, young man, you misunderstood what I meant!" The white-haired old man stopped, patted the bespectacled foreigner and said, "I said that the people who need the pigs are not going to China, but to the Middle East......"

With that, the white-haired old man turned and left, leaving the bespectacled young man dumbfounded.

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"I don't want to join the commando, I want to be with Zeng Yuyao!" Malanpo Village, no matter how Ye Dongsheng and Wang Daozi persuaded them, Wang Yuanfang was that sentence.

"......" looked at Wang Yuanfang, who was a scoundrel, and Ye Dongsheng and Wang Daozi looked helpless. This kid almost rolled on the ground like a three-year-old!

"Alright, stop making trouble!" Zeng Yuyao walked out of the house, came to Wang Yuanfang, who was still playing with the temper of a child, and said, "You go with Master Qingyun, train hard!"