Chapter 112
A hand that was a little fat, but well-maintained, swayed a few sheets of paper gently on his hand.
It can be seen that the owner of this hand must be pampered, his nails are trimmed, and the only traces are the cigars left by the cigars, a little yellowish scorpion.
Ruby cufflinks with no impurities on the wrist, exquisite and elegant classical mechanical watch, even neat, soft and textured fabric, extremely fit cufflinks, all of which illustrate the owner of this hand, usually must be elegant, slow and reasonable Doing things that suit your identity, pointing to the mountains and determining the lives of thousands of people.
But now, this hand seems to have lost control. This only points to the servant’s hand. It only picks up the fruits of other people’s labor, and the hands that are disliked like garbage. This noble, noble, always in the center of people’s attention. It trembles like a loss of control, even if it is just a few thin pieces of paper, it is as heavy as a mountain.
“Arid! Funny! Arrogant! Who does he think he is? What is he! Can you challenge us?” The anger and horror, the fear of sound, sounds like endless resentment and deep fear, “Apocalypse, who is he?” He is just a clown who never knows where to come out. He also questioned us. Does he want to challenge us?”
“He knows our strength. The gold inlaid on my toilet can kill him! Does he know what kind of power he has provoked? I want to give him a lesson, to teach the group of madmen a lesson! Is it fusion energy? Isn’t it a high-energy battery? I want to buy it, what I want to do, just do it! I want to use the whole world, they can use it!”
Saif had forgotten his current identity. He fancied that he would use the money to smash the General Electric Company and watch the group of arrogant, the damn person kneeling under his feet and licking his soles. The company laughs at him, what he wants to do, a nine-year-old girl, or something more crazy.
“I want to reward his life first, to see the guy’s head, what apocalypse, no government protection, he is nothing, this world is our world, I want to poke the ridiculous lies of the United States, how nuclear fusion may succeed How dare you succeed?” Saif got up and his beard trembled. He couldn’t pick up his headscarf and hurried to the video call.
“The whole world relies on the oil industry to live with more than one billion people, rely on ethylene, and rely on petrochemicals to survive. The automotive industry, the plastics industry, and the aerospace industry. This world is the world of oil, our world, we stipulate it, We control it, if we don’t want to die, we have to listen to us!” Saif was red with his eyes, hysterical.
In this state, almost everyone in the hall exists. Saif is not the most extreme of them. These people wearing robes, suits, and well-dressed people are like a headless sly, and they can’t understand themselves. Things, huge fears, swallowed their hearts.
They used to have lameness, and the influence of the world was also shaken. They had launched the first and second oil crisis, set off an economic crisis, and smashed the brilliant achievements of the world economy. They used to be the elites who influenced the world, and countless people struggled for a lifetime. In order to give them slaves and make money for them, countless human elites smashed their heads and wanted to have dinner with them.
Their taste is fashion, their hobby is the trend, they excavate the wealth of underground black scorpion, sell it to the whole world at the same price as gold, enjoy the most luxurious and most impudent life, do not have to learn but have surgery, not hard Strive, open and innovative, they are born noble!
This seems to be a justification of the righteousness. They have strength. They are excellent. They have drawn a deep groove between themselves and ordinary people.
But all this is terminated in the hands of one person.
He smashed the nobles into the mud and made everything ridiculous.
Saif looked at the old king in the video and murmured: “Father, we are thinking of ways, so many of our friends, there will always be people who solve this. The world economy is closely related to us. No one dares to ignore this threat. Apocalypse, nothing great, he is dangerous again, just a person.”
“No!” Opposite the video, the king looked at the video with numbness and vetoed: “He is more than just a person!”
“Father, world and we are standing together. Yesterday the Secretary of State told me that the United States is our strong backing. The Apocalypse is just a dog released by the Americans. Like Bin Laden, now he touched the line, he is Saifu is extinct!” Saif is excitedly said, “We don’t even have to shoot, there will be a lot of people who want to kill him!”
The king looked at him with a strange look that Saif had never seen before. It was a deep despair and helplessness. Saif has been seen in the eyes of those who have no vitality. Eyes, the numbness of life, this moment, he even suspected that the opposite is his father?
“Saif!” the king sighed.
Saif has a respectful gesture of listening to his ears.
“Let us pray to the Lord!” Saif looked at his father with horror, looked at this noble old man, abandoned his gorgeous carpet, abandoned his comfortable mat, squatted on hard marble, ass , kneeling on the ground.
Hearing his father, meditating different prayers, whispered:
“Yazlar! Forgive us!”
Saif finally confirmed that his father was crazy, which seems to be a good thing. As one of his father’s hundreds of sons, only one after another found this thing, he has great possibility to inherit his father. s position. But Saif had already forgotten this, and he shuddered at the screen.
Beautiful orange-yellow pupil.
If this is a beautiful woman, Saif will take the woman back for this simple, sacred look. Anyway, he can marry countless wives and sacred tastes, which will make his blood boil.
But now, he just wants to fall to the ground.
The smooth curves, the wide wings, the strange creatures in the scales, when entering gracefully from the door, the death’s shock, accompanied by Saif, the upper layer of the food chain Shock, the kind of intelligence to the ignorance of the noble, the pure sacred to the miscellaneous.
There is only one word that can describe the creature in front of you – death Angel!
“Yazlar! Forgive us!” Saif screamed.
At the same time, Saif’s father, the old man lying on the ground, turned into a light, integrated into the aura of death Angel, every cell, old body, like the ice of hot water, silent The ablation is in the creature, the reflected sunlight.
As if Nirvana, a smaller creature flies out of the sun, a long body, a cold orange pupil, full of slaughter, death aura body shape. Two creatures, glanced at Saif, across the video, let him experience a night like a nightmare, then spread his wings and disappear into the sky.
Seeing the sacred scene in the sun, Saif had only a sigh and fear in his heart: What happened just now? What happened to the king?
This deep fear made him lose all the confrontational thoughts. He stumbled and walked away, pushing people who blocked him. He lost his mind, feared, he shivered, curled up on the ground, and made a runaway The whine.
“That’s a different kind!” A voice came to his ear. Saif looked up and saw a normal boy standing in front of him and holding him. His body exudes the most annoying Saif, The smell of the poor, but the boy is confident, and he does not look directly into his eyes.
“Who allowed you to come in! This is a private site, get out!” Saif said as if he had conditioned reflexes.
He seemed to anger the boy. He saw the white man standing up and using Sayev’s tone of no longer heard in his life, he said to him: “Do you think it was in the past? Wake up! Apocalypse has been destroyed. Everything about you, he interrupted any of your proud places, and he interrupted the backbone of your nation.”
“You can’t stand talking to me anymore!”
“The oil is gone!”
Saif heard the last sentence, the face with no expression, the eyes without eyes, suddenly burst into great anger and embarrassment. “What do you say? What do you say? Ridiculous, ridiculous, what is oil, do you know? You Does Luther understand? You are just a…”
“The oil was destroyed!” The young man interrupted Saif. “The output of 8-Layer on the world, the reserve of 5-Layer, was destroyed! The oil is over! The oil industry system is over! Your country and nation are finished!” ”
“Nonsense! You put your mother’s shit!” Saif was stunned. He grabbed the man’s collar and used his greatest strength to lift him.
The man’s hand is like a hoop, firmly tied to Saif’s hand, 嗤said with a smile: “Do you know Apocalypse? Do you know his terrifying? The locusts that rot in the dust, dare to pretend to be noble, you These scavenged locusts, I tell you, the celestial ruins of you, he killed a worm like a worm, and killed your lifeline.”
“We can deal with him, we can destroy him! He is just a person, what is he?” Saif struggled.
“Idiot! Open your eyes and see! He is not alone, he is a disaster, a ultimate test for mankind, the apocalypse of the end, all mankind, the whole world is against him, the whole continent continent is in his shadow The trembling in the middle, he is the enemy of the world, the destroyer, the apocalypse, the nightmare of our life, the nightmare of civilization!”
The young man looks directly at Saif’s eyes, 嗤said with a smile: “What can you do? Little bug?”
“In his shadow, shivering!”
“Why is he? Why is he doing this? What is heterogeneous? What happened to oil?” Saif finally calmed down, at least willing to think with his head.
“You are blocking the way! The worms! So, it was crushed to death, and things are as simple as this. All power, strength, effort, intelligence, in front of that person, like a bug, is finally crushed into slag. As for the alien species, they are the famine messengers under the apocalypse, which bring a fatal famine.”
“Energy famine!”
“They build nests on oil, multiply hyphae, extract carbon and chemical energy, they evolve, survive, multiply, then destroy your country like crushed eggs, and the army sent by the US and oil tycoons. It took only one day, and we saw that they changed from beasts to gods.”
All this made Saif’s mind stuffed with chaos. He didn’t know, and even hard to understand what the person said, the oil was destroyed! This news interrupted his backbone, without oil, without money, their country, nation, will be a nightmare, a deep nightmare.
Deep fear swallowed up his soul. Saif never considered the world without oil. What kind of despair, luxury and glitz, instant burst, no oil, no industrial system, no job Nationals, as well as long-term luxury living habits, their country, nation, will be worse than the current refugees.
A desert without resources. Instantly become another, the most terrifying poor areas, their wealth, will become the country’s most fertile lambs in the big country, their fate will be more miserable than the Indian people. Thinking of this, Saif’s heart has never been so calm, others can’t manage it, but he himself can never fall into this position.
The education he received, so that his mind, can still be awake.
“Who are you? Tell me this, what is the purpose?” Saif regained the look of a few elites and began to calmly consider his own interests.
“My name is Jean! Come and look for someone who supports me to defeat Apocalypse! You see the last side of the king, and the most beneficial heir, the future of the royal family, I need your support!” Jean faded, once As an ordinary young man, he was able to show his freedom and confidence in front of Saif.
The fearful elite in the hall, politicians and Saif’s clansman, still don’t know, the end has arrived! At least for them, their wealth, their power, they are proud of them, noble things, being shattered into the dust by a shadow, waiting for them will be a nightmare, a national nightmare.
Before looking at these deaths, Jean also pretended to be a noble elite, showing a very malicious smile. He thought with some pleasure: “What about wealth? How about power? If you don’t know the future, you will be crushed if you don’t know the trend.” Broken, falling into hell!” He looked at the aloof and remote in the past, and those people showed their confusion and fear.
Imagine the expression of despair on the face when they heard the news.
There is a deep memory in the ear. It is like an old man, like a child, like a man, like a woman, like a saint, and like the voice of a sinner: “No life is noble, and we will be king!”
Jean had some fascinating thoughts: this is the age of man, the era when man is king. The king must first fold its sword! But we will eventually be king! This is our time, let the nobleness of the past, power, destroy in the flames of the future!