Chapter Twenty-Four: The Heart of the Strong and the Wrath of God

After the wind and rain, McCarran fastened his belt, and Li Wuyue's voice sounded in his body.

"You're crazy, disgusting, Badr." His voice was weak and hoarse, and he had been cursing for two hours. Although he tried his best to block his senses, Macallan directly canceled the suppression of him and forcibly shared his senses with him.

Caesar thought it was one-on-one, but he couldn't imagine it was a threesome.

McCarron smiled heartily, "Don't say that, brother. After the seed is planted, the throne is one step closer to us. You should be happy. ”

Li Wuyue stopped talking, his killing intent was unprecedentedly high, but his spirit was uncontrollably sluggish. He needed to sleep for a while to forget about the mental damage.

"The old things of the Gattuso family should thank me for their carefully cultivated gems that will make it to the top. They would shout 'Emperor Caesar' and weep with joy. At the thought of that scene, McCarron had a faint reaction.

They don't want an emperor who has been pouted. Li Wuyue secretly slandered in her heart.

The Macallan set his eyes on the unconscious Caesar, pondered a little, and decided to seal his memory first and send him back to Kassel.

......

Early in the morning, Caesar woke up under the comfort of a Schuda mattress.

As always, he dressed up, tidied up, and pushed open the door of the student union.

The members of the student council were all taken aback when they saw his appearance, and their loyal followers rushed forward and said excitedly: "Boss Caesar, you are finally back, we have been looking for you all day and have not found you, and we are beginning to wonder if the Dragon King sneaked into the academy and captured you." ”

The student council president stretched out his hand and shook hands, "Caesar, welcome back, we realized that the student union didn't ...... you without you."

Caesar subconsciously slapped away the hand that was handed to him, and for some reason, he was extremely repulsive to physical contact from the same sex.

The student president's face was ugly, and he was slapped in public, and his face couldn't be hung up.

Caesar realized what he had done and hurriedly admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, Senior Demian, I just reacted subconsciously and not intentionally. ”

When he heard this, Demian felt even more embarrassed, and subconsciously opened his hand, Caesar was afraid that if it wasn't subconscious, he wouldn't take me seriously, and he didn't even need to think about opening my hand. Heh~ It's really Gattuso's pride.

Caesar also knew that he had done something wrong, but his character was destined not to be relenting, and since the student council president in front of him no longer regarded himself as a successor, he relied on his own wrists.

Without further explanation, Caesar sat in his seat. According to the words of the horse boy just now, he knew that he had been missing for a day. But the memory came to an abrupt end after taking a shower.

Was it a sneak attack? Caesar asked himself.

The half-blood's excellent recovery ability allowed him to recover quickly from a wound similar to a local tear caused by constipation, which made him unable to imagine what terrible things had happened to him.

For some reason, instinct urged him not to find out what happened to the disappearance, rarely, Caesar. Gattuso did not think rationally, but followed instinct directly.

At the same time, he also found that his pursuit of the student union president had greatly weakened, and an obsession with wanting to be a strong man had grown.

Perhaps, I am a power-hungry being?

He once believed in the power of collectivity and unity, but now he has become more and more concerned with individual force.

Darkly, he sensed that this was an evolution! An evolution that follows the times!

Caesar's heart began to beat violently, and a thought that broke through the limitations of the world was churning in his mind!

Fuck, I'm going to bomb this world with force, it's not some bullshit leadership!

Caesar, the leader, is dying, and Caesar the strong is reborn.

......

Fuzhou,

Lu Mingfei on the rooftop felt something. Open your closed eyes, and shoot your gaze into the distance like a sharp sword.

Is another strong man born?

It's really interesting.,Before the power of the magnetic field is transmitted,Someone who can give birth to the heart of a strong man.。 How strong can the magnetic field be if you get it?

The strength of the Struggle Valley urged the strength in his body, and the strength of the 320,000 horses had not yet reached the peak for him. However, the suppression of Ruo Ruo made it impossible for his strength to advance.

Without a strong enemy, I will shatter the rules of the world!

The blood was boiling, and he felt that he was born of a strong man, and he could no longer be reconciled to the status quo of invincibility. Every battle is like child's play, and every shot is crushed.

Lu Mingfei started martial arts, and his not subtle boxing technique was majestic and domineering. The fist without any power blessing stirred up the changes in this piece of heaven and earth at this time.

The invisible weight crushed in all directions, whether it was Chu Tianjiao and the four of them, or Fenrir and Chen Motong, they all felt something. The god on the rooftop is pouring out his wrath on the world!

In the distance at Shilan High School, Su Xiaoqiao also felt something, and looked out the window.

Is that you.

The entire Fuzhou, centered on the Huanyu Building, was soon swept away by dark clouds, and strong winds began to blow strongly.

Pedestrians without umbrellas denounced the weather forecast, but they didn't know that it was the power of the gods, and even the most accurate weather stations could not be analyzed.

The torrential rain began to sweep across the earth, filling people's hearts with endless hesitation. It seems that the next moment will be a corpse on the spot, and a catastrophe will come!

The two divine weapons in the arsenal also began to tremble at high speed, responding to the master's domineering desire to ravage the world.

"Drink!"

Lu Mingfei's angry shouts were like a tsunami, slapping at the whole world.

Wherever they were, a loud roar rang in the ears of all sapient beings.

The employees of Universal praise the greatness of the leader;

The half-breeds saw it as a precursor to the Black King's resurgence;

The awakened dragon king was extremely stunned, because this was not the will of the black king at all;

Herzog, in the far east, felt the deep uneasiness of the relics;

Lu Mingze, who was bound by layers, laughed;

The Macallan on the yacht had cold hands and feet;

Caesar, who was in the meeting, was directly crushed by this angry shout.

Ordinary people can only accept this anger, but they do not know that the supreme ruler will soon enslave them and the world.

Gaia's wail echoed in his ears, but Lu Mingfei's martial arts fist did not end. His moves are not as subtle as the eldest brother Tiandao, but that kind of 'meaning' can only be ashamed of himself even if Tiandao is there in person.

As the last 'Guiyuan' was played, his body began to float upward.

It does not rely on the force of the magnetic field to float, but on the level of anti-gravity.

The magnetic field rotates. 500,000 horses!

Lu Mingfei felt the divine power flowing in his body, and there was only calm on his face.

At this moment, apart from himself, there is no so-called 'strong' in this world in his eyes.

Because, the heart of God, which is a million times more terrifying than the heart of the strongβ€”

It's already there!