Chapter 1188 Thunder God, help me!
"Damn it, why has the country become like this? How can this country get better when there are those worms in the management?"
Robert is a veteran of World War II. At the age of 90, he watched the speeches of politicians on TV, and he felt a ball of anger surging in his heart.
"First the aliens, then gods, what comes next, demons? Or is the Soviet Union back?"
Robert looked at the politicians on TV and felt that they were full of lies. They said that the country was in decline. Instead of thinking about how to make the country strong, they were making all kinds of excuses for themselves!
Robert is an orthodox red-neck. At the age of ninety, he personally participated in the Second World War and spent the entire Cold War, and then watched with his own eyes as the country headed towards the chaos of demons.
It’s just that he is old and frail and has no extra strength to do anything. He was born in 1918, and it won’t be long before he goes to see his old comrades who died on the European battlefield, as well as those who died under the tracks of MacArthur tanks. Old man. Fortunately, the old man lives in 2008 now. If he lived in 2018 or 2024, he would be better off dead after seeing Bai Zuo's unnatural operations.
The old man turned off the TV angrily and prepared to go out for some air.
But when he thought of the damn scenes of monsters and monsters dancing around, he didn't want to go out.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Get lost! I don't believe in God!"
Although America was a Puritan country, it was difficult to find a job without a clear belief, but Robert didn't care. When he watched his comrades die one after another under gunfire and bullets, he no longer believed in God.
De Gaulle could no longer remember how many missionaries this was that came to him to preach. He tried to call the police station to solve these troubles, but the insect policeman actually started preaching to him too.
But the scolding had no effect. The World War II veteran cursed and picked up the things around him, preparing to let the group of ignorant missionaries experience daily necessities that were more 'convincing' than faith and the Bible.
A well maintained and loaded gun.
"Don't eat sour radish, okay? Who taught you? Are you still a salesman?" Robert looked at the two young men outside the door who were dressed normally and asked: "Before I open fire, leave or give me a bad answer." Let me fire the explanation.”
The two young men looked at each other and said to Robert: "Sir, don't you think there is something wrong with our country?"
"Nonsense! This country is being ruled by a group of insects. How can there be no problems in such a country! They are actually going to elect Brother N to come to power. What will they do next? Choose a real estate developer who talks about cheating or a real estate developer who doesn't even have an ass. Should an Alzheimer’s patient who can’t wipe become president? Why not choose me? At least I can wipe my own butt!”
"Yes sir, that's what we're here for!"
"Past reign ends, new era dawns!"
"Jiazi brings good fortune!"
"What?"
Robert picked his ears. He could understand these words separately, but when combined, he had no idea what the two people were talking about.
A little translation of the above paragraph, the content is: Heaven is dead, Huang Tian is standing. If you are in Jiazi, the world will be prosperous.
"Listen, if you want to come and preach to me."
"Sir! We are here for the people! America is rotten to the core, and this country is hopeless! The people need to save themselves! Only if we unite together can we save this country that is about to collapse!"
Scenes like this appear everywhere in America, and the source of them all is a young man.
A young man in strange clothes walked around the streets holding a strange staff. He talked with vendors, intellectuals, veterans, and thousands of workers.
There was only one topic of conversation, and that was what happened to this country? What happened to this world? !
This world was obviously a normal world last year, but in just one year, it turned into this scene of demons dancing wildly. As a beacon to the world, we just watch and let the world become crazier, or should we do something?
Zhang Heng held a wooden staff that he didn't know the name of, and walked around this crazy land wearing a nondescript Taoist robe adapted by Wu Jie. Zhang Heng, who once showed a strong sense of variety show and won the championship of the abstract program with his talk, can chat with anyone, just like the great mentor, General Tiangong, and Zhang Jiao who almost overturned the Han Dynasty many years ago. .
——Why is there another person named Zhang ()
"Well, well, I'm fine. I'm in good health, so you can't expect me to order something good? Just because Zhang Jiao died of illness before the uprising, you think I will die of illness before the work is completed? Am I such a funny person? Hang up!"
Zhang Heng sneered and hung up the call from Wu Jie using his own spiritual light. He was in full swing with America, and Wu Jie had to think that he might die in the middle of the road. The reason was death from illness.
funny!
Zhang Heng tidied up the Taoist robes he was wearing that had been altered so that it was hard to tell what style they were, then stood up and walked towards the studio.
Today's preaching continues. Zhang Heng has not only won the hearts of ordinary people, but also won the support of politicians.
Because Zhang Heng single-handedly eased the impending demonstrations in various places, stability is more important than anything else for politicians, and Zhang Heng's will is very likely to affect the votes in the general election. So now Zhang Heng is not only the spiritual pillar of ordinary people, but also a guest of politicians.
Especially when the war begins, politicians need someone to appease the people's hearts.
War, the most intense kind.
Driven by the gods, people who believe in gods are heading towards America, one of the two godless places in the world.
"The glory of God must be sprinkled on every communication in the world, and the glory of God will never fall!"
The vast purple air carries the divine light and rushes to America, wanting to engulf this land without gods.
The figures of the gods appeared on the warships. It is hard to believe that different mythological gods can form a coalition instead of fighting each other first. Obviously, before conquering the pagans, they chose to solve the heresy first.
——The era of gods has arrived, and the country without the grace of gods is the place where sin breeds!
When the purple gods descended, they were responded by the blue light of thunder brewing in the sky above America.