Andrew's story Yu Lei didn't know, even if he also attended Andrew's wedding, and Andrew, who arrived in the magic capital, can now only rely on some simple clues to find the person who may be a "god".

After all, if you can repatriate visitors from other worlds who have broken countless light years to reach the earth, such a guy can probably only be explained by the word "god".

Compared to the earth, a planet that has not yet broken through the solar system, it is still true

What should I do if I find it?

Yu Lei didn't know the story of the nameless girl, and she appeared in this book about Yu Lei, probably only because Ji Dong had a relationship with her.

Perhaps this is just a new way of using the so-called word count for the author.

So......

What does Yu Lei know?

Sorry, salted fish like him, really don't know anything.

Even at this moment, he brought his girlfriend Zhao Ling to the tennis club of the Youth School Park and came to the base camp of the white-clothed Kuaidou...... He was still unaware of how he would pretend to be forced.

This is really a salted fish that is not qualified enough...... I would even think about pretending to be forced.

......

At the same time, in a dark room with a view of the tennis court.

"He's here, are we going to go according to plan?" asked a young man, pushing his glasses in front of the window, as he sat at his desk.

"Do we have a plan?" said the man at the desk who wanted to push his glasses, but since he didn't wear glasses, he had to switch to a position with his hands crossed on the table.

These two people are the representatives of the resourcefulness in the organization.,Qiansadaji of the junior high school of the Youth School Park and the white-clothed fast fight of the high school.。

"Yes, for that man, any plan is superfluous, and if the conspiracy is exposed, it will arouse his disgust. Kan Sadaji stood in front of the window and calmly analyzed.

"Therefore, we can only use upright schemes, use the means that we despise the most, and the most ineffective and perhaps the most effective means. The white-clothed Kaidou smiled self-deprecatingly.

This kind of means, to put it bluntly, is to make people pity them and sympathize with them.

Let this ancient ancestor of humanity be able to show them a trace of pity, so that they can get a chance to survive.

Let him see the youth, the blood, and all the good things that pervade the youth, and then when the catastrophe that is about to destroy everything comes, there is a faint, insignificant chance that they will survive.

Even if you can't save the country, you can save your friends.

This is something that the white coat will never consider, and he has seen enough frightening and disgusting things growing up in blood, and he can sacrifice everything he can to achieve his goal.

Even his body was sacrificed by himself not once or twice.

However, we are not qualified to laugh at him, and from having nothing to a new force sandwiched between the two great powers of a decaying country, the white-clothed Kaito has accomplished a near-miraculous act in just a few years.

To put it in a simple way for a normal salted fish reader......

That is, in the battle between the "salty party" and the "sweet party" of tofu brain, a "spicy party" was established, and a stable situation of "three flavors competing for hegemony" was formed.

At this time, the white-clothed Kuaidou was nearly 18 years old.

Ask yourself, what were you doing when you were eighteen?

So, to accomplish such a great deed, it was just a matter of being forced to sacrifice chrysanthemums a few times, being destroyed by a pedophile prime minister, and rolling the sheets with a fifty-year-old aunt......

All kinds of py transactions, real py transactions, whether he sells his ass or sells his hue, at least the white-clothed Kaito got what he wants from these transactions, power, money, and intelligence.

All in all, for the sake of this country, the white-clothed Kaito did pay a lot, and without enough strength, he barely achieved his goal through many dirty ways and dirty conspiracies.

Of course, about these things, even Kan Sadaji only knows a little, and his sister Baiyi Shenxue doesn't know anything about it, and even many times the other party asks for his sister, but these requests are rejected by Baiyi Kaito.

Even if he replaces his sister Shenxue with himself, the white-clothed Kaito can't do the act of sending his sister out to trade.

After all, the original purpose of the white-clothed Kaito was just to create a better world for his only relative, that is, to create a better world for his sister Shenxue.

In a sense, the white-clothed Kuaidou has indeed "not forgotten its original intention".

Of course, the white-clothed Kuaidou is not a good person, kidnapping, threatening, and tearing up tickets, these things have not been done before, and some of them are innocent, and some of them are quite innocent.

There are also many babies and children who have been kidnapped by the white-clothed Kaito and used to threaten politicians.

In this regard, the white-clothed Kaidou understands very well that he is indeed a villain, a villain who is innocent of death.

But he didn't have any way to save anything from the devil, at least he had to become a devil first.

To sum up, this kind of conclusion that is completely based on "Yu Lei may give them charity" is almost unfolded, and the white-clothed Kuaidou can only hope for a miracle with a trace of hope.

"I'm going to hell eventually, ah. The white-clothed Kaito asked Sadaharu Kan behind him.

"It's not just you, it's all of us, and if the messenger of hell is angry, my relatives will probably be in trouble. Kan Sadaji replied seriously.

As an accomplice, Sadaharu Kan doesn't think he'll be let go by the demons of hell.

"Then turn hell upside down. The white-clothed Kuaidou smiled confidently and heartily: "The sins we have committed, we just bear them ourselves."

By the way, how are you preparing for this year's national competition?"

As soon as the conversation changed, the white-clothed Kuaito turned the topic to the tennis club, and as the topic changed, the originally gloomy room became much more spacious and brighter.

It's like the brightness of the phone screen when you turn on your phone at night to check the time.

The whole style of painting has changed, okay......

"This time, we still have a lot of faith. For this question, Kan Sadaji also had a smile on his face.

"This should be the last national convention, if we don't make it......" The white-clothed Kaito still had a hearty smile on his face, although he said it a little frustrated.

But this was not meant for Sadaharu to hear.

"Brother, don't say such frustrating words, okay! The light in the whole room is darkened by your words!"

As soon as she entered, she began to count down the white-clothed Kuaidou, and pulled all the curtains in the room to let in the light better.

"Really, stinky old brother, it's hard for you to still talk about some dirty conspiracy in the room!"

"yes, yes, we're thinking about how to sink the boy who is pursuing deep snow sauce into a cement pillar in Tokyo Bay~" The white-clothed Kaito joked to his sister.

For his brother's joke, the white-clothed deep snow puffed out his cheeks, like a little hamster hiding nuts, shyly and angrily smashed the book at the white-clothed Kuaidou.

Faced with such a scene, Kan Sadaji could only smile helplessly, although the white-clothed Shenxue just said it casually, but just now, the topic that the white-clothed Kaito and Kan Sadaji talked about was really not a good thing.

Of course, it was precisely because they felt the arrival of the deep snow in white that Hakuroi Kaito and Kan Sadaji would end their discussion.