Chapter 21: The People of the True God

"Aren't you really an antisocial element who takes the route of demonic skills?" Zhang Changgong was carrying a backpack and watched Tang Yan modify the leader's memory, and couldn't help but complain.

"Kouhu, I'm a good person!" Tang Ying couldn't help but retort to Zhang Longbow, "I have already revised the goal of this guy's life, and I will work hard to build a turf in the future, and then save some money to buy precious metals." When we go back, each of the three of us will have a copy! ”

After thinking about it, Tang Ying was playful again, and said, "I'll change it again!" No powder, no powder, no protection fee! Once you've cleaned up this place, it's time to move on to the next place! If you have saved enough money, you will run for president! ”

"He? He is still running for president? If he becomes president, I'll eat this pile of money like a bun. Zhang Changgong said, pointing to the backpack behind his back.

Tang Ying used "Soul Transformation Invincible" for the first time, and he was still a little skilled, but he tried several times and succeeded, and made the boss scream!

"Now, what do you call me?"

"My master!"

“…… This is a strange name, and I will be called my mentor in the future! ”

"Okay, Mentor!"

"Today, I happened to inspect your subordinates, and I found that they are all wine bags and rice bags, so worms, when will they be able to achieve hegemony!?" Tang Ying was covered in purple true qi, his pupils were purple, and he said extremely bewitchingly.

Br? What hegemony? What cos are you playing? You also say you're a good person! Zhang Changgong looked at Tang Ying's mouth full of nonsense, and couldn't help but complain in his heart. In the past few days, he also saw that Tang Ying was a very good person. is human, has no temper, and can afford to joke, but the brain hole is occasionally bigger, and he loves to have fun.

"Hegemony! The hegemony of unifying the underground world of the United States is my life goal! Nowadays, I am addicted to wine-colored flour every day! The gang leader knelt down with a pop of his legs, and Tiger Eyes shed tears and said, "Mentor...... I want to achieve hegemony, do I still have a chance?! ”

"You're telling the truth?"

"In front of the mentor, don't dare to tell a lie!"

"The prodigal son will not change his money! Even now, you are still so ambitious, and this teacher should help you! You get up, this master will take you to take the city, select your subordinates, and dominate the underground! The road after today is up to you! ”

"My mentor is as kind to me as a mountain, and I will live up to my mentor's expectations of me!"

"the ~ The Son Can Be Taught!"

Zhang Changgong and Li Ziwen watched Tang Ying and the gang leader ask and answer. I just feel that the magic skill is worthy of being the magic skill, and the person who was still fighting and killing just now has become more obedient than a dog!

And this magic skill cultivation really has side effects, and the accent has changed!

This night, with the help of Tang Ying, the "Hell Thunderbolt Fire" rapidly expanded, swallowing the entire city. He formed a gang structure of "Secretary Cabinet, Three Provinces and Six Ministries", and began to actively expand to other places, and secretly prepared precious metals and rare resources.

Anyway, Tang Ying and the three of them left after more than ten or twenty days. After they are gone, who cares so much.

When the three of them returned to the hotel in the next city at dawn, they found that the donuts had gone out early in the morning.

Through the surveillance, I looked carefully and found that the doughnuts were queuing outside the church, ready to participate in prayer.

It turns out that today is Sunday, and as long as you go to church to participate in prayer, you can eat a free light meal. Therefore, every Sunday, there are many homeless people around the church.

Donut considers himself not a vagabond, he considers himself an aspiring person. It's just that he can't breathe at the moment, and he has to come to the church to eat.

There were a lot of people queuing up at the church, and the doughnut took a few more glances at the Mexicans in line, and was beaten up by a few Mexicans who were in a bad mood.

If you ask who has the most people at the bottom of the country, of course, it is Mexican and South American. They are close, they are all dragged over with their families, and they have a relationship with each other, and they are forced to hold together in this part of the country.

Instead of eating, he was beaten severely. Thinking of the line again, when he was blown up by a Mexican chrysanthemum, the doughnut dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

Gray returned to his rental room, lying on the bed, Donut felt lost.

After a good night's sleep, I feel even more lost!

At the moment, you can't earn money by working hard, and if you don't work hard, you will starve to death.

He saw that on his blue bird, there were many domestic people mocking him!

It's really funny, that group of garbage in the country, where is the right to laugh at him!

He high-intensity line matching and blocking every day, relying on this to obtain the only communication with the outside world. Otherwise, in an unfamiliar environment, an unfamiliar language, a person every day, without speaking and communicating, it is easy to have mental problems.

Until he saw someone leave a message, and someone in China reprinted his video, gained fans and traffic, and also received an advertisement, just in time!

This made him break the big defense!

He doesn't have enough to eat here every day, and others not only take him for fun, but also earn money.

Isn't this the human blood steamed bun that eats him?

And look at what these people are...... One and two were poor like ghosts, and some died in a no-man's corner.

Is it really possible to make money here? Can you really live the life of a rich man?

As an extremely selfish person, Donut became suspicious.

At this time, the "real me" appeared on the smooth wall next to it.

"Are you really not going back?"

"No, I can definitely become a rich man in the United States!" Donuts are still tough in the face of "true self".

"Look at those peers of yours, they're all about to be swept to death!"

"I'm different from them, I'm unique, I'm definitely going to be rich!"

A playful smile appeared on the face of the "true self" and said, "A unique person like you is a true God's people!" ”

"The people of the true God?"

"The people of the true God?" Donut asked rhetorically, and as he communicated with his "true self", his eyes were straight, his consciousness was confused, and he unconsciously picked up the leaf cigarette in his hand.

Each of God's people is unique and can become sons of God when the end comes. At that time, the Son of God was like brothers and sisters, and there was no difference. At that time, each Son of God had his own kingdom of God, and the rivers where endless milk flowed. The trees there are full of fruits and barbecues. There were seventy-two virgins in the room, waiting for the Son of God. ”

"Why don't those seventy-two virgins wait for Miko in the river......" Donut muttered as he smoked a leaf cigarette and fell into fantasy as the words of "true self" followed.

"......" and "true me" were speechless for a while, and the person in front of him was really a scumbag. "Thou art the Son of God, and thy kingdom ought to obey thy arrangement."

"Okay, well, follow my arrangement! I am the Son of God, I am the Son of God! ”

"Before you become a Son of God, you need a little ritual for you to become one with me!"

"A little ritual ......"

Tang Ying looked speechlessly at the surveillance, and the four women entered the donut's rental house in batches.

Oh, it's so fun!

Donuts, you're not afraid of sudden death!

Today is the twelfth day, and this stupid mission is over in eighteen days! Tang Ying thought about it in his heart, and then went to meditate and practice.

When Tang Yang came back from outside at dawn, he saw Li Ziwen frowning and checking the surveillance.

"What's wrong?"

"Something isn't right!"

"Something is wrong."

"How do you feel that the donut light asks a woman to go in, but no woman comes out?"