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Hemmer? If Brooks had known that such a video existed, he would never have allowed anyone who had seen the disc to live in the world. Pinshu.com

I've seen a hundred, I've seen a hundred, I've seen a thousand, I've killed a thousand, I've seen ten thousand, I've killed ...... Ten thousand!

Whether it's from the perspective of a father's love for his daughter, or from the perspective of the necessary face of a superior person, Hemmer? Brooks would not have allowed this video to circulate in the world.

This video must not be seen by Mrs. Brooks, because that would be tantamount to making Hemmer? Brooks himself saw.

Oleg suddenly came over with understanding.

The footage was shown to him by Irijvich and was never expected to be passed on to Mrs. Brooks.

No one with a little brain would choose to do that.

Oleg turned off the screen, ejected the disc, and cast a spell to incinerate the entire disc.

The green smoke slowly lingered in the room, as if a ghost in a shadow was hovering, bringing endless depression and darkness.

Oleg looked out the window through the smoke.

It was nearly evening, the sè side was dim, and the falling moon was still in love on the horizon, but the crescent moon had risen impatiently on the other side, just like this world, the new forces had risen, but the glory of the old rì was still in love, intending to redeem the glory that was destined to pass away and could not be restored.

Oleg was suddenly pessimistic about the future. A corner like him who belongs to the past, may be trying to block the wheel of history under the huge wheel of history, trying to block the wheel's progress, but the result is destined to be crushed into pieces, and in the end it will be forgotten cleanly, leaving no dregs.

The wheel of history he tried to stop is now called Yong Bowen, a new polar world power on the rise.

Even if it is destined to be crushed, it is necessary to make a stone that padded the wheel to break, not a praying mantis that crushes with a light press.

Oleg swept away the green smoke, swept away the weakness along with the green smoke, and finally made up his mind again.

At this point, there is no possibility of turning back, whether it is a cliff or a surging river, he must go on without hesitation, even if he is doomed to death.

Mrs. Brooks lives in the intensive care unit of the Specialized Mage Hospital, which is part of the Eastern European Mage Society.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with her, mainly heart disease, but everyone knows her heart knot, but no one can open it, so she can only be hospitalized.

Over the years, Mrs. Brooks has spent half of her time in the intensive care unit of the hospital.

This night, Mrs. Brooks lay in bed reading books as usual to pass the time, although she is the first lady of the whole Eastern Europe, but she does not care about the major event of the battle of the Heterogeneous Alliance, and may have run around for her husband's career before, playing the image of a capable and virtuous wife, and winning more attention and support for her husband, but since the family was attacked by the Heterogeneous Alliance, she has been defeated, and she doesn't even want to do this basic show, except for walking is reading, Even Hemer? Brooks rarely saw each other anymore.

Turning over the pages of the book she had just finished, Mrs. Brooks looked up thoughtfully at the dark ward that was darkened by the bedside lamp, raised her eyebrows slightly, and sneered: "Come out, don't hide your head and tail." "She is also a high-ranking mage, and when she was young, she also went into battle to kill enemies, and in terms of actual skills, she is not inferior to Haimer? Brooks.

A man in a thick mage's robe came out of the darkness and said in a deep voice, "Mrs. Brooks, there is something that you may be interested in knowing. ”

"Your name is Oleg, and you're Haimer's newest personal assistant!" Mrs. Brooks looked at Oleg with a very indifferent gaze, "What is it, say to Hemmer, don't say to me, you are not my personal assistant, what you want to say, I have no interest in knowing." ”

Obviously, although Mrs. Brooks has now taken care of nothing and has been recuperating for a long time, she has not regressed in her acuity.

Something abnormal is a demon.

Oleg this Haimer? Brooks' personal assistant suddenly came running to her, could there be anything good?

Oleg was not discouraged, but smiled and said: "Is it about Kelly? Miss Brooks, don't you want to know? ”

Mrs. Brooks had been lazily half-lying on the hospital bed, but when she heard Oleg's words, Huo Ran sat up straight, and her whole body exuded a dangerous aura, as if she had suddenly changed from a lazy cat to a tiger ready to choose a person to devour.

This is not only imposing, but also accompanied by the spell of jīng's god-like coercion, and it is obvious that Mrs. Brooks has already cast a spell to detect the truth or falsehood of what Oleg said just by sitting here.

Oleg tried his best to relax his body and the god of Jīng, without resistance, accepted Brooks's test, and continued: "Mr. Brooks already knows about this. As he spoke, he handed out a photograph.

The photographs are taken with a specially processed camera, which can clearly capture the ghosts of the spirit type.

In the photo, Mei Yaxuan is standing on the side of the street to buy ice cream, while Kelly is floating above her, looking bored.

This is still after seeing Kelly become Mei Yaxuan's YĪN Yang soldier in Huludao, judging from the intuition of a veteran intelligence officer, it may have some use value, so he ordered someone to secretly photograph it. It's just that he couldn't have imagined that this photo would be used in this situation.

Mrs. Brooks looked at the picture in a daze, and two lines of cloudy tears suddenly flowed. But she quickly wiped her eyes, regained her calm and indifference, put the photo away, and looked at Oleg coldly, "Does Hymer know about Kelly being refined into a yīn yang soldier?" She is a big connoisseur, and just from the photos, you can see at a glance that Kelly and Mei Yaxuan are in a relationship with yīn yang soldiers.

Oleg was greatly impressed, not everyone can grasp the crux of the problem so quickly, and at the same time a little worried, such a clear mind, sanity, and determination, can Mrs. Brooks really do as desperate for her daughter as Irievich wishes, and even do not hesitate to destroy the cooperation between the Eastern European Mage Association and Yong Bowen?

"Mr. Brooks already knows about it."

Some words don't need to be said thoroughly, just click on them and it is enough.

Mrs. Brooks nodded slightly, looked sideways at Ye Sè outside the window, was silent for a moment, and then said, "This girl is Yong Bowen's person?" She knows her husband's situation very well, and the only thing that can make him endure such resentment is the overall situation of the war in Eastern Europe, and at present, there is naturally no one else but Yong Bowen who can affect this overall situation.

"Her name is Mei Yaxuan, and she is Yong Bowen's right-hand man, the general manager of the Hellfire Mercenary Company, and she is currently supervising and inspecting the relevant wars in Eastern Europe."

"I should have killed you, the scheming one." Mrs. Brooks looked at Oleg with murderous intentions in her eyes, how could she not guess that Oleg had other intentions, and this intention was obviously to be detrimental to her husband, "However, for the sake of the news you provided, I will let you go once, get out, leave Eastern Europe, and don't let me see you again." ”

Oleg gave a slight salute, slowly retreated into the darkness, and before leaving, he suddenly said: "There is another thing, Miss Kelly was killed by the snake gang when she was alive. With that, he immediately cast a spell to escape from the ward.

There was a suppressed and painful roar from the ward, and the powerful mana fluctuated into substance, sweeping across the room like a whirlwind, rolling up all the items and twisting them to pieces!

The Human Snake Gang is so notorious, and the girls who fall into their hands are all extremely miserable, how could Mrs. Brooks not know these things.

Oleg's words before leaving, like a sharp knife, provoked the grief and anger that Mrs. Brooks had forcibly suppressed, and if he walked more slowly, he would surely become the target of anger.

"Kelly, Kelly, my poor boy......"

In the darkness after the fury rang out Mrs. Brooks' low muttering, her voice suppressed in pain and a hint of madness.

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