Chapter Eighty-Nine: Swallowing Mountains and Rivers
Xiao Ning stood proudly turbulent, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the fat man who was already dead, and then looked at Ye Yu, there was no pleasure in his heart but full of lamentation, this dead fat man, he knew today, why bother in the first place. The dilemma in her eyes was solved after Ye Yu asked the fat man to light a cigarette and drank a few bowls www.biquge.info of porridge, this man will always give people unexpected surprises, but unfortunately Shi Jingdie, the scheming, started first.
Thinking of this, Xiao Ning deliberately pulled the zipper of the leather jacket down, and the black V-neck lace edge sweatshirt under the leather jacket was specially changed by Xiao Ning in a hurry.
Xiao Ning just pulled the zipper of the leather coat, and Ye Yu just turned around to find the lighter, and killed it in seconds!
"Chief, what's wrong with you?" A special soldier looked at Ye Yu's nosebleed in the wind and screamed in horror.
"Paralyzed, I'm fine." Ye Yu covered his nose with his hands, his eyes hooked the bottomless ravine under the V-neck lace undershirt sweatshirt, Emma... A piece of white flowers, don't want the cool leaf feathers.
Xiao Ning was very satisfied with the effect of this visual impact, she straightened her chest and burst the leather clothes with a pair of surging hearts.
"Hiss..." Ye Yu gasped, a sharp pain came from his inner thigh, and the guy who had just been bleeding blood instantly softened.
Shi Jingdie tugged on Ye Yu's arm and said softly, "What are you looking at?" ”
"No... Didn't look at anything. Ye Yu retracted his wolf-like gaze, waved a soldier and whispered a few words, and the soldier saluted and ran down the conning tower.
Shi Jingdie met Xiao Ning's provocative gaze with her pink lips, Xiao Ning raised her white chin, and straightened her chest at Shi Jingdie, and there was a sound of leather clothes being stretched out, how can the breasts gather people's hearts?
Shi Jingdie bit her delicate lip tightly, and not to be outdone, she straightened her chest at Xiao Ning... And nothing happened...
Shi Jingdie glanced at Xiao Ning's chest with big white eyes, how can the world be flat if her chest is uneven? We can't compare to you in hard power, and we must despise you in momentum!
On the altar, Scarface sat in the chair and kept twisting his big body, uncomfortable, he wanted to scratch his head, he wanted to cross Erlang's legs, but the chief didn't allow him to do this, and he didn't even grin, the chief ordered him to maintain the expression of a wooden man, that is, with a straight face, there could be no change in feelings!
Scarface glanced at Fat Li out of the corner of his eye, damn it... Is this death rare in a hundred years? Even a tough guy like Scarface can't bear to look directly at Fat Li.
However, all this did not end, I saw the head of the fat man hanging on his chest, slightly shocked, shocked again, and slowly lifted up.
As the priest said, the bishop will stand on this altar and be beaten by the wind and rain for five hundred years, and never be born again...
For believers, the fat man stands on this altar, immortal and immortal, injecting a shot of strength into them, and they swear to obey God's will, for the top managers, the fat man stands on this altar, they can always feel a sharp sword hanging above their heads, and they will be punished if they disagree!
Ye Yu was very satisfied with this effect, as far as the base was concerned, while pulling in, while exerting pressure, it would be an unbreakable fortified city.
The believers under the altar were boiling, and they wept bitterly with excitement, and the bishop... Tai Ni Ma Bi is exquisite, for our sake you are willing to die without peace! You sewed your mouth in advance for fear of biting us, Bishop... You've done enough for us, and we'll come here every day to spit on you, kicking you a few times, Bishop... We're sorry for you!
Seeing that the emotions of the believers had reached the desired effect, the sharp-eared monkey-gilled priest cleared his throat and shouted in a majestic voice: "The kingdom shall not be left without an owner for a day! Our Bishop, who has found a successor for us before he dies, has given us the ability to communicate with the gods to our new master, let us chant together! ”
"Welcome to the new Lord! Kneel!"
More than 10,000 people's voices, more than 10,000 people hula lala knelt at Scarface's feet, this overwhelming momentum soared into the sky, and Scarface was stunned.
Scarface got up and walked to the front of the altar, staring at the believers at his feet with a numb expression and a pair of big copper bell-like eyes.
The congregations raised their heads and looked up at Scarface, with a look of passion and adoration, this Bishop's tower-like body, such a powerful rush, and the scar on his face, really exuded a domineering spirit that swallowed mountains and rivers, and would rather sacrifice himself than cross our ascension to the former Bishop, sure enough, he was discerning, and even the road ahead was paved for us...
The congregations could not restrain their inexplicable feelings of worship, and worshiped again sincerely.
The sharp-eared monkey cheek priest knelt at Scarface's feet, secretly raised his head, and gave Scarface a look of bewilderment, you are talking, my God...
Out of the corner of Scarface's eyes, he finally saw the priest who was anxious and constantly winking at him, he licked his big dry lips and followed the pre-planned steps... He secretly raised his big fan-like hand, and a small note was glued to the palm of his hand, on which his lines were written...
Silent! Quiescence! The believers looked at Scarface excitedly, waiting for the bishop's impassioned statement...
Belch... The believers were a little embarrassed, their passionate expressions kept on their faces, and their cheeks were sore and sore.
Yes, the Bishop must be testing our patience and monitoring our devotion to the gods.
More than 10,000 believers figured out this, and they couldn't help but cheer up and continue to maintain their passionate appearance, kneeling below, staring intently at the bishop as if they had facial sclerosis.
Scarface secretly glanced at the adoring and expectant expressions of the believers, and secretly smacked his mouth: "What the hell, what is this written?" I don't know two words. ”
Scarface raised his head depressedly, it was better to rely on others than on himself, he tried hard to recall what he had learned in his life, held his breath, and a thousand words were condensed into six words: "Do a good job for me!" ”
With a loud shout, all the believers stared at Scarface in confusion... This... Yes! The bishop is the bishop, concise and to the point, to the point, really powerful!
All the believers hurriedly bowed down again, this bishop is really NB, even complex and incomprehensible doctrines can be condensed to this extent, which is really admirable.
"It's so simple..."Liu Dabiao blinked his eyes and looked at the majestic scar face on the altar with a confused expression.
"It's so casual, I knew I was also a bishop."
"So many people kneel on him, I'm fucking it, can you let them rub their shoulders and backs?"
"Me C, there are so many girls in that believer, all of them are scarfaced?"
"Chief, I... Now repentance... Is it too late? ”