"How beautiful and magnificent that explosion is!"

Manstein looked at the Arabs in front of him, wearing gas masks and chanting "carols of explosions", and his blood pressure rose again.

Yesterday was peaceful, Caesar was dealing with final exams, there were no large student activities, no major disciplinary violations, no alchemy items stolen. Snap, soon, Norma prompts: A suspected cloudburst bomb has been detected in the area near the outside school.

Where there is trouble, there is Manstein. From the huge transactions in the global crude oil futures market to the police in Vice City COS Kamen Rider, he has to polish his bald head and devote himself wholeheartedly to the battle.

The Germans almost suffered a heart attack at the site of the explosion: the Albert Alchemy Workshop test site. Turtle son Luo Yin harmed my future, and he was one step away from the position of tenured professor.

Look at what this guy says, "an ordinary alchemy bomb test", "nothing special except that the temperature is a little higher". Combined with the keel that Luo Yin recently applied for, even Guderian could guess that something was wrong with you!

It is not surprising that the minions of the school board have held this incident accountable, and it is surprising that the lunatics of the equipment department actually supported Luo Yin in unison! These madmen muttered about "Exploding Child", "Exploding God", "The Art of Darkness and Destruction", and kept silent about what they knew, saying only that Luo Yin had developed a pretty good alchemy bomb, which was still being experimented.

Even Abdullah, a cave astronaut, appeared in person, and he was hidden. Only the armament department vaguely guessed that it was not the bomb that created the horrific explosion and purgatory, but the young man with facial paralysis.

Chu Zihang has become synonymous with explosion in the hearts of the maniacs of the equipment department, the ultimate explosion art. Legend has it that if you make a statue of Chu Zihang and worship it three times a day, you can get the blessing of the god of explosions, and you will be able to make all bombs.

To keep Luo Yin is to keep Chu Zihang.

Such support does not come without a cost. Luo Yin promised to lend the "Son of Explosion" to the Equipment Department for a period of time, and blew it up as many times as he wanted.

And killing embryos has always been a person who will repay his kindness, and he resolutely sacrificed his life to accompany the crazy criticism. The man sitting in the basement resembles a prophet of a primitive tribe, politely rejecting the hamburger, fried chicken and coke offered by the primitive people

Chu Zihang actually couldn't quite understand the thinking of this group of people, but they were quite easy to get along with. Just throw a few fireballs and they'll circle around you, release a pillar of fire and they'll cheer, and demo Leo Fly Kick and they'll sing and dance.

And when the black sun rose again in Watt Alheim, Chu Zihang became the god of the equipment department.

When Luo Yin came to the equipment department a week later, he thought that he had strayed into some strange religious gang. The bombards lined up in a neat line, lighting small dragon's breath to see off their god of explosions.

On the other hand, the development of the "Samaritans" made Luo Yin a little upset. After coming into contact with the power of the Henkel family, the Samaritans grew rapidly and increased in strength, but their purity declined severely.

He even recruited a few half-breeds with decent blood, but these people Luo Yin could only be regarded as Henkel's second and fifth boys.

In addition to the troubles with the half-bloods, there are also countless troubles with ordinary gangsters. Russians, Mexicans, Afro-Americans, Latinos, Japanese...... The day-to-day management of affairs is extremely complicated, and if it weren't for the physical strength advantage of the half-bloods, Luo Yin estimated that he would have died young.

The only good news is that at the end of July, Luo Yin got a batch of Deadpools, which were shipped from Japan at a large price.

The new batch of seven Deadpool puppets, in order to be less unlucky, were named Gin No. 2 and Gin No. 8 by Luo Yin. He was going to build a distillery where only gin existed.

At the 3A workshop, Olivia has always been a good employee, with excellent research and learning skills, but she is a little stupid in terms of management. With such a big gap in goods and accounts, she didn't find it for more than half a year......

In a corner where sunlight can't reach, a nobody is accumulating his power, like a dragon dormant under the ice sea.

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In X City, Lu Mingfei has been living in an Internet café for three days. Uncles, aunts and cousins went out to travel, burned incense and worshiped Buddha in the big temple, and he happened to stay behind, drunk and dreaming of death.

It's about to be a sophomore year of high school, but who is he? He is the world's No. 1 decrepit boy, the king of rottenness, an automatic spit machine, and an Internet café to bind the spirit.

With StarCraft alone, he can play until the end of the world. If you want to say the things he regrets in his heart, one is the loneliness of interstellar invincibility, and the other is that he has not yet held Chen Wenwen's hand.

The bored Lu Mingfei even wanted to try to use Jio to fight the stars and achieve a new legend of Internet cafes. He opened a trumpet at random, Big-Headed Bear 007, and quickly matched an opponent "Han Li". Chinese or Korean?

The first one is to poke and poke with two fingers, and there is a high probability that it is a miscellaneous fish bureau.

Three minutes later......

It's not a trash fish at all, it's an invertebrate, and the face rolls the keyboard better than you do. It's not unusual for a hand to be crippled on this one.

Lu Mingfei ended the game in a pain with no sense of accomplishment.

Unexpectedly, this rookie immediately sent a request for another battle. It's really addictive.

Anyway, he's bored, and it doesn't matter if he coaches the newcomers. This kind of game is to play StarCraft into a ranch story, and Lu Mingfei realizes that what he needs is not a nutrition express, what he needs is a glass of wolfberry water.

This Han Li is also the only one among countless rookies, he has been defeated repeatedly, he does not curse when he is abused by blood, and he will greet politely at the beginning of each game, which makes Lu Mingfei a little embarrassed to laugh at him.

After kneeling for 20 rounds in a row, Han Li agreed with him to fight again tomorrow, and repeatedly thanked the big-headed bear for his guidance. One thing to say, Lu Mingfei's heart was a little happy. Watching this kind of diligent and inquisitive newcomer grow up step by step in the frustration, there is quite a refreshing feeling of an ignorant teenager pointed out by some famous people in the rivers and lakes.

"Boss, continue for 6 hours, a bottle of Nutrition Express!"

New York's Chinatown, Li Kee antique shop, Han reluctantly turned off the computer. Big-headed bear is such a good person, obviously he played so badly, and he was willing to stay with him for so long.

The owner of Li Ji's antique shop is called Li Lei, and his wife is called Han Meimei. is a very Chinese name, in fact, Li Lei is of mixed race from Henan and the Netherlands, and Han Meimei is French, and the two separated more than ten years ago.

Li Lei opened this antique shop in Chinatown when he was in his forties, according to him, the Li family ancestor was an authentic gold school captain eighteen generations ago, and the family was still a little related to Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie. In fact, nine out of ten of the souvenirs in his shop are ridiculously fake, mainly bronzes and Han and Tang swords. But relying on an extremely eloquent mouth to blow the fakes into the sky, there is still a lot of surplus after paying the protection fee over the years.

Six years ago, Li Lei was walking on the beach in Manhattan, with a deep expression in a suit and leather shoes, and his mind was full of thoughts about fishing Kaizi to rejuvenate his second spring.

It was on the dark and blind beach that a man suddenly rushed up, pale and thin. The sea breeze in the distance is suddenly cold, the waves are turbulent, and there is a loud sound like a dragon's groan, which makes the hearts of visitors tremble.

When people are old, their brains are sometimes not clear. Li Lei saw the face of the young yellow man, dying, and rescued him back to the antique shop on impulse. This young man is Han Li.

The teenager had no ID card, no memory, was physically ill and weak, and had a disability in his feet. Li Lei couldn't wait to slap himself twice, this must be a smuggler who was cheated by the snakehead, and somehow rushed to Manhattan Beach. But if he wants to send the teenager to the immigration bureau, he can't do it.

He named the boy Han Li, with his ex-wife's surname. gave him a cheap fake certificate and asked him to help in the shop. He was taken to the hospital for examination, but the doctor said that there was nothing to be done about his amnesia, disability, and autism. It's a big oil bottle.

Han Li dragged him down for four years until a "miracle" happened.

Li Lei learned a little antique method in his early years, but his methods were too rough, and he could only deceive people under the age of ten and over eighty. One day, he had a whim, it was better to let Han Li try it.

Unexpectedly, the young man's hands were like magic, and he didn't see what he was doing, so he simply made some traces and painted something, and the charm of the fake completely changed. The mass-produced goods in the factory, Han Li handled it a little, and it looked like an object from thousands of years ago, simple and atmospheric.

This is old, it is simply the resurrection of Qin Shi Huang to personally enlighten the antiques.

With this unique skill, Li Ji Antique Store quickly embarked on the road to riches by relying on the fakes of "antiques and antiques".

But over the years, Li Lei has not said anything, but in his heart he has always been very worried about the fact that Han Li almost does not communicate with others. After thinking about it, he bought him a computer, social software and a few games, maybe Han Li can communicate with people on the Internet.

After a happy twenty consecutive kneeling, Han Li closed the door of the store, got on the bus, and looked out the window at the hustle and bustle.

What kind of person is Big-Headed Bear? Probably a strong and gentle man.

At dusk, Han Li walked alone on the Brooklyn Bridge, staggering.

He likes to be quiet and loves the smell of metal. The howling breeze on the bridge made him feel as if he had a friend by his side.

He knows he's not autistic, he just has a hard time meeting friends he can talk to. This feeling...... It's probably called loneliness. Big-headed bear, perhaps, will become his first friend?

Han Li often wondered how he ended up on Manhattan Beach, what kind of person he used to be, whether he had parents or siblings, and how did he come to be skilled in dealing with antiques...... Too many questions and too few answers.

Lying on the railing, the sea breeze blew the corners of the white shirt. He may have really forgotten something very important.

In the deep water under the bridge, a huge shadow more than twenty meters long slowly moved with the footsteps of the young man, and there were no swimming fish in the water area of hundreds of meters. The blue-black scales quietly cut through the flowing water, without causing a trace of waves, and the majestic iron face wrapped in layers of scale armor was like an old warrior.

Some of his kindred would call him a noble subspecies, but in his heart he had been a loyal and lowly servant for thousands of years.

The dragon attendant named Samson, with a majestic dragon body worthy of a monarch, quietly guards the sleeping twins on the throne until the great soul awakens again, raises the banner of battle, and leads the outcasts back to their homeland.