Chapter 157: Father of Europe! King of Hearts (Two-in-One)

In the hall.

Deng Ken turned his head to look at Galavin and the others on the left, and said in a deep voice: "Do the Anglo-Saxons have any movements?"

Galavin shook his head and said: "No news for now."

"We have already stabilized the defense line on the upper reaches of the Rhine; it won't be that easy for them to fight their way over."

"But the coastline of Britain cannot be guarded that strictly."

That dog-chewed coastline.

Deng Ken had now transferred a large...

One could even feel Su Xian'er's irritability... clearly, this atmosphere on the scene didn't make the other party empathize, but instead made the other party unable to stand it.

Wang Fubao entered the post station, swept a glance at the people inside, and seeing them all lower their heads, not daring to look him in the eye, he nodded slightly.

She couldn't be defeated so easily; between her and Zhang Ying, she was the winner! She could defeat Zhang Ying in the past, so could she not deal with a Shen Xi now?

Gu Jingzhao gradually raised his head, meeting his father's deep and disappointed eyes, and his heart gradually sank.

They all began to doubt whether Chen Rui was a philanthropist; where was there a company chairman like this? Helping you buy shares first, putting them aside, and allowing you to pay in half a year?

Yesterday before the South Heaven Gate, perhaps at most one in ten people in the Heavenly Court knew Ye Ke; even if he swept across Chentang Pass and stepped on the Emperor-Stepping Peak, there were still gods who didn't care about worldly affairs.

As soon as the live broadcast started, the barrage, which was chatting and pulling nonsense while the screen was black, reached a climax in an instant. Some people had been waiting since Su Xian'er posted on Weibo.

"Wife, you seem to have lost weight; eat more and gain some meat." Qin Hao seemed very concerned about Wen Ruyu, even helping her cut the steak, and by the way, forked a piece of steak and sent it to her mouth.

He was not only her father but also an elder of the World Triumph; many rules could not be broken.

Empress Yuan saw Ruichun hesitating to speak, and slightly turned her eyes; in fact, she had already guessed a few points in her heart.

But this wasn't the most powerful thing; the most powerful thing was that she was actually riding a sixth-stage demonic beast, a mutated Golden-Winged Thunder Eagle.

She recalled every layout of Zhang Fei, every plan, and every person in the game who was played in the palm of her hand.

The blood-clothed person's blood-colored eyes stared at Zhuo Tian. He seemed to want to say something. But he made this strange sound. Then he began to tremble crazily again. Like having an epileptic seizure.

Didn't expect Lian Chun to be a member of the gang; now he couldn't think too much, turned around and looked back, he didn't find anything unusual.

"I think they will notify you immediately now." As soon as Xing Yue finished speaking, a gold-plated telephone on the desk in the hall rang very harshly.

"How could that be? This kind of cutting-edge project and high-end research must be handled by a national-level secret agency, right?" Zhang Zhaozhong was a bit puzzled.

With a "slap," Yu Qianhua spat out force from her palm, and the one surnamed Qu tilted his head and fell to the ground; it seemed he was dead.

Quan Te also followed, looking at those Hound-clan people eating in the Huaxia camp, Quan Te frowned again.

Both sides tested the performance of the reinstalled communication relay talisman, and then ended the call. Xing Guanghui put away the communication talisman and walked quickly for a few steps, catching up with the group that had already set off in front.

"Indeed I saw it; although it was only a glance, I know I wouldn't recognize it wrong," Huo Huan said in a deep voice. Mu Wanqing had occupied Huo Huan's heart for too long; as long as Huo Huan saw her back, he would know it was her.

But the blood volume that had just been knocked down by Feng Yaotian recovered again. Feng Yaotian cursed secretly; this guy's defense suddenly became so high.

Du Yu Sheng was shaken back a few steps by the recoil of the gun, his hands and half of his chest were already numb. He threw the light machine gun on the ground; the last clip of this gun was used up, and now it was not as good as a fire poker. Yuan Shanbao picked up the gun again; after this battle, he completely fell in love with this gun. ===== CHAPTER 158 =====